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Pick Up

It took a little while to get your suitcases and head outside the terminal. But when you did there was something you didn't quite expect to see. You had just planned on renting a car or something to get to the house, but apparently Hitoshi had different plans.

A scruffy looking man with long black hair was waiting next to a minivan, holding a sign with your boyfriend's name on it.

"Hitoshi, what is that?" You we're insanely confused why there seemed to be an older, emo version of Hitoshi in front of you.

"That would be my uncle, Shota Aizawa. I kind of forgot he was picking us up today. You know since my parents kinda planned everything."

"And how are we going to all fit in...that?" You looked at him like he really did not think this through, because he didn't.

"We'll fit. Believe me." He was serious. He turned to his apparent uncle and left you with that response. "Hi Uncle Shota."

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"This does not count as fitting. I think my neck is permanently stuck like this." Mina commented after getting stuck sitting on Hanta's lap. Which caused her to carry herself at an angle where she looked like a crow bar against the car ceiling.

"Oh come on, we are in California! Just open the window and stick your head out!" Which is exactly what you did while having to sit on Hitoshi's lap. That way you didn't look like a human upside down L.

Everyone continued to introduce themselves and thank Aizawa for picking you up and taking you to the house. Admiring the twilight sky, slightly marine layered but still some stars looked back at you along with the smiling moon. But it wasn't just the California sky that amazed. As you pulled up to the house you were in awe of multiple things. First was the fact that it was basically on the water, second was it reached 3 stories high, and third looked as if it was worth more than your entire existence.

"What the actual hell?! This is your summer home?! It's a fucking mansion!" As soon as Denki saw the house, those were his first words, which to be fair were the same ones on everyone's mind. But they were too tongue tied to say them first.

"Uh yeah, I mean my dad was a world renowned surgeon. So he makes good money, we just don't flaunt it. A lot of it actually goes to charity so..."

"Look Darling, I knew you were well off, but you did not tell me you could basically never work a day in your life and be fine."

"I wouldn't say that, this was an investment they made like 25 years ago or something and they built off of the old one story building. Believe me it didn't look like this before."

Aizawa gave Hitoshi the keys to the house and a brief reminder not to fuck up the place to badly. You thanked him again for driving and followed everyone into the literal mansion in front of you.

It had a pretty open floor plan, with a typical beach colored theme to it. Light and airy with a spiral staircase leading to the other levels. As Hitoshi showed everyone where things were, you inevitably got to the master bedroom. It took up the third floor, which had a loft ceiling with windows on it. Those types you would see on YouTube in Paris or London apartments. It also had a balcony overlooking the water attached to it, with a large bathroom and walks in closet.

"Oh my god, it's so nice Hitoshi, better than I ever imagined. You're really telling me we get this all to ourselves? I almost feel selfish for it." You were still in awe looking around the large room. "I mean just look at the bed! That's bigger than our dorm room I swear!"

"You don't have to feel selfish about it, you know why?" Hitoshi came up behind you and gave you a hug, arms wrapping around your waist loosely.

"Why?"

"Because you are the most amazing person I know and I love you very much. So the best rightfully deserves the best." He kissed you on your right temple and leaned his head on your shoulder. You leaned right back into him, never knowing how to respond to his cheesy and sentimental statements.

So you went with the simple and easy answer. Equally as cheesy.

"I love you most." You turned around in his arms and kissed him, slow and tender. It was purely romantic, one of your favorite types of kisses from him. But it was broken when a pounding on the door interrupted you. You groaned at the terrible timing your friends always seemed to have.

"Shinsou, (Y/N)! Get your asses out here and come drink and play games with us. There is anything from Pinot Noir to fucking Fireball, and a PlayStation!" It was Sero, you could hear them leaving back down stairs after that. He was way too excited, which probably meant he already started drinking.

"Let's go party, I guess?" You said dragging Hitoshi by the arm.

"Okay."

Idk why ridin dirty was the song to come to my head while I wrote this, but it was. So fuckin enjoy I guess.