𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃.

𝐒𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲

"Hey babe! We've been waiting on you forever, get your ass in here." Mina greets as she opens the door, pulling you inside.

Once again, you're hanging out at her place, but this time, you're not alone. Instead, you're having a little slumber party with Momo, Ochako, Tsu, and Jirou as well. You're very excited, considering you haven't had a slumber party since you were in middle school.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry I'm late. My mom was being a pain about me getting my work done. She's been up my ass since I have a C in Pre-calc right now." You say as you walk through the front door.

"Do you need help? If you want, I could tutor you." Momo immediately chimes in. "Really? That would be awesome."

"Yeah, yeah, that's great and all, but school stuff isn't what we're here for. We're here to party and have fun! So let's do that instead." Mina tells you, pushing you over to the couch, and taking your bag from you, bringing it up to her room.

--

A couple of hours pass by, and you're having a lot more fun than you've had in a long time. You ordered pizza, gossiped, and made a couple of dancing TikToks, which Mina orchestrated, of course.

Now, you're watching some movies, and no one's paying attention, the other girls scrolling through their phones, while you laid back, feeling your eyes grow heavy. You've always been the first to fall asleep at sleepovers, no matter how hard you try to stay awake.

You glance over at the clock, seeing the time. It's almost midnight, and the other girls look pretty tired as well.

"Well, I think I'm going to bed." Uraraka is the first to say, sitting up and stretching. "Yeah, me too."

Tsu adds, making Mina let out a long, dramatic sigh. "Seriously? You guys are no fun. What about you, (y/n)?"

"Well, I think I'm gonna sleep too. I'm really tired." You admit, rubbing the back of your neck.

"C'mon, don't be such a wet blanket! Come join me and Jirou downstairs. We're gonna be up all night having fun. If anyone else wants to join us, they're free to." Mina tells the others, taking your hand and leading you to the basement, Jirou trailing behind.

Jirou shuts the door behind her, leaving just you three in the basement, alone. Mina connects her phone to the speaker, playing some music. She walks over to the mini-fridge in the corner of the basement pulling out three beers. "Wanna get hammered?"

"Hell yeah." Jirou takes one from her hand. You're a little less enthusiastic, but after some encouragement from Mina, you start drinking as well.

For the next hour or so, you're all drinking and dancing with one another. You don't drink much, so all it takes is a beer and a half for you to be out of it. The world's spinning, and you feel happy, but weird.

Especially with the way they're dancing with you. Jirou's holding your waist, grinding against your backside slightly, while Mina's holding your hands, and is super close to your face.

This is really weird. Is all you manage to think, before moving away from them, and sitting back on the couch, tired from dancing so intensely before.

The two girls sit down beside you on the couch, and you glance over at both of them. "So..what now?"

"Why don't we play a game? Oooh, how about truth or dare?"

--

Bakugo slips through the back window of Mina's room, shutting it behind him. He knows he's late for you, he had some more pressing matters to deal with. Which may include covering up a murder. Still, he's here, and he'll be able to watch over you now. He'll be able to protect you. Especially considering how little he trusts Mina.

But at least he can search her room, and find out more about her and her intentions. Going through the drawers, Bakugo finds the box he was looking at the last time he was here, now finally being able to open it up. And what he finds shocks him.

Polaroids and photos, all of you.

Some have you changing in them, others have you asleep. His hands begin to tremble as he holds them up. Not with fear, but with disgust and anger.

He knew he shouldn't have trusted Mina. And now look at her. She's obsessed with you. She's using you. She's sick.

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[NSFW WARNING: DUB-CON, SLIGHT MASTURBATION]

"Dare." You finally say, after picking truth for the past few rounds. "Finally, you chicken! Alright, alright, I dare you to...make out with Jirou."

"What?" Your face immediately grows hot, and you look from one girl to the other. Jirou seems completely fine with it, all laid back and relaxed, a smirk on her lips.

"You have to do it. It's a dare." Mina nudges you towards her. Fuck it, what's the harm? It's just some kissing. It's not like it matters.

So, you take a long swing from your drink, shifting over to her, and pressing a hesitant kiss to her lips. She kisses you back, molding her lips against yours, and moving her hands up and down your waist.

After a moment or two,  you pull away catching your breath and wiping your mouth.  "There,  I did it. See? I'm not a chicken."

"Oh, you aren't? So you're not afraid to kiss me?" Before you can say anything, she's kissing you, and you hear Jirou leave, walking up the steps and shutting the basement door behind her.

You don't know what to do. Your brain's too  messed up from the alchohol to even realize what's going on. So, you kiss her back, letting her pull your shirt off.

She begins to kiss down your neck and over your breasts, cupping them through your bra. You let out a breathy sigh, leaning back.

"That's it. You can trust me. You're so pretty, you know that?" You barely even process her words, just hum in response.

She slips a hand into your pants and panties, rubbing slow, gentle circles, and making your cunt start to grow damp. She's murmuring sweet nothings into your ear, and you find yourself moaning.

It's not until she tries to force her fingers inside you that you get a grip on what's happening. You pull away from her, and jumping off the couch. "Mina, Mina, stop."

"What? I'm not doing anything. Why are you freaking out? You wanted this." She remarks, sitting back and crossing her arms.

"I didn't- I- I need to go." A sudden nausea overcomes you, and you pull on your shirt, sprinting up the stairs. You manage to make it to the bathroom, throwing up into the toilet.

That wakes Uraraka who walks into the bathroom, finding you clinging onto the toilet. "Oh, (y/n), are you okay?"

You look back at her with tears in your eyes, shaking your head, feeling another surge of bile, and turning back to the toilet, throwing up yet again. She holds your hair, rubbing your back soothingly.

"I can drive you home, if you want." She offers, to which you nod. At this point, all you want is to go home."Thank you."