Acid Love- Mina Ashido WLW Story

Chapter 4: Beach Day

"You ready yet?" I turn towards the closed door angrily. Steadying my voice, I shout back, "I'll be one minute. Kirishima has been out there for ten minutes, listening to music idly while I scramble to get my things together. Present Mic practically forced Aizawa to let the class take this little excursion, but I'm glad he did.
I've been exhausted lately. And even more than that, between extra training sessions and study groups--all to prepare for the upcoming finals-- I have barely had time to spend with my girlfriend. It still feels new calling her that, although we've been together for a couple of weeks now. Well, at least she's here when I get home every night. It's been such a relief to have her here to stroke my hair or just offer encouragement. She knows I'm dealing with a lot.

Sliding my water bottle into the side pocket of my backpack, I rush out the door to meet Kiri. He rolls his eyes exaggeratedly before grabbing my wrist and practically dragging me outside to meet the rest of the class. I pat his shoulder in consolation, whispering "thank you for waiting". He nods at me and gives me one of his signature grins, and I can tell I am easily forgiven.

Aizawa is talking in his usual monotone way as I approach Mina in the front row of the students, listening intently. Only when I run my fingers up her back does she shiver and notice me. She smiles widely, grabbing my hand openly. Aizawa finishes his speech, clearly not caring in the slightest that several students were late, and climbs onto the reserved bus.

The class files in. Each seat holds four people, and Mina and I pair with Kirishima and Bakugou. Come to find out, Bakugou's not as much of an asshole as he wants everyone to think he is. And even beyond that, he has a huge soft spot for Kiri. Eijirou, on the other hand, is one giant soft spot, his entire heart is always open and his emotions on display, but he is beyond blind to Bakugou's affection for him. If he knew what everyone else could see, he likely would have confessed already. But alas, nobody tells him for fear of being curb-stomped by Bakugou, and I do not intend to. Just like Deku and Ochaco, they can figure it out.

As the bus begins to roll out of the circle drive, Mina squeezes my hand before grabbing my head and laying it softly on her shoulder. The beach is supposed to be an hour away, and her shoulder felt so nice...

The next thing I know, I'm waking up, a thin string of drool connecting my mouth to Mina's shoulder. During the time I was sleeping, Mina fell asleep as well, resting her head on top of mine. Therefore, my waking up meant hers as well. I want to stay up, but I wish for her to continue to sleep, so I place her upper body in my lap. She briefly mumbles in protest at my waking her up in the first place before drifting off again.

Glancing left, I notice that Kiri and Bakugou are doing the same thing. Kiri is drooling onto Bakugou's pant leg, while Bakugou sits up straight, ready to fight--as always. When he catches me looking and scowls. Unfortunately for him, he doesn't scare me anymore--I offer a smug smirk in return.

Ten minutes later, we finally arrive. Aizawa groans out a few instructions before allowing us all to disembark and make our way to the beach. Mina is still groggy, half-leaning on me and squinting her eyes into the blinding sunlight. I wrap my arms around before unrolling a towel for her to sit on. I lead her to it, sitting her down and kissing her on the forehead. Though not fully awake, she smiles softly and plants a soft kiss on my lips. I am beyond certain that I am in love with her.

Mina safely and quietly watching the waves allows me to put up an umbrella and second towel, sitting flush to hers. I lean back on my towel, offering her the welcome vision of my backside as I roll onto my stomach. She slowly gets on her stomach as well, turning her head to face me.
We make prolonged eye contact, but it isn't awkward. Nonetheless, we burst into giggles. Sitting up, I draw my current read from my bag. Then a thought dawns on me. "Mina, did you bring your surfboard?" She completely lights up.

"OMIGOD I did! I'm gonna surf while you read your book!" She rushes off in the direction of the parked bus. Meanwhile, I am already immersing myself in the fantasy world I can hold in my hands.

Still, Mina is back mere seconds later. She sticks her board into the sand before stripping unceremoniously out of her overgarments. Underneath, she wears a skimpy white swimsuit. My breath catches, but I barely have time to admire her, let alone offer a genuine compliment, before she is running off into the surf, her long pink legs carrying her far into the ocean without a hitch.

I watch her a couple of times, and wave back when she waves, but now it is time to finish my novel. I pick up my novel, kick my legs back, and begin to read chapter 14.