𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷

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𝓚𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓲'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

   I fill like shit. I got another file filled with pictures of stupid Deku and Icy-hot's dates during the summer. I sure feel single. Icy-hot ignored me all summer and until yesterday. I was happy that he looked so worried but didn't even eat the food I made for him and disappeared. I wasn't going to take that kind of bullshit.

   If he was going to avoid me, I was going to avoid him too. 

   I spent the rest of the semester ignoring that half 'n half bastard along with the damn nerd. They had become official over the summer and were beginning to be really touchy with each other. The only time I had contact with one of them was when we were playing truth or dare and I kissed shitty hair. 

   That fucking candy cane had the audacity to push shitty hair off me. Now when ever he sees me, he always glares at me. Winter break starts in a week and I decided to start staying at my parents house.  I was always partying late the damn extras. I came back to the dorm one night when icy-hot was drunk? The fucking bastard came up to me with his foul breath and started yelling at me. "Why the fuck have you not been at the dorm these days?" Or at least that's what I thought he was saying.

   "I don't have to tell you shit." "I own you. You're mine." What bullshit was this fucker spewing? "I don't belong to anyone." I said shoving him off me and going to my room. I heard him come bang his head or something on my door. "I'm sorry Katsuki..." What? What the fuck was the mother fucker on? What is he even sorry about? I open my door to see icy-hot had passed out on the floor in front of my room.

   He was really heavy so I dragged him to his bed. I took his clothes off and tucked him into the covers. I'm not fucking grape balls so of course I didn't peek. I got some painkillers and made hangover soup. When I finished I put it on his night stand. I got ready to leave until I was yanked down.

   In his sleep, the half 'n half bastard had pulled me onto him. My face was now staring at his bare chest. Fuck, he was ripped. "Let, go ya fucking bastard." I said as I tried to get out of his grip. "Don't go Kat." He said huskily. That was hot as shit, and I didn't care that he reeked of alcohol. He just squeezed me tighter and fell deeper into sleep. I was tired of struggling so I just slept in his arms. 

   If I was being honest I enjoyed it. But why the fuck did he say to not go? As far as I know the fucker hated me? Partying all night took it's toll and soon enough I fell asleep. I woke up feeling someone's hot breath on my neck. I turned to see icy-hot. He was really fucking handsome. His eyelashes were even two different colors. I continued to stare at him until he opened his eyes and stared back at me.

   "What are you doing?" "N-nothing. Just fucking let go of me." He had his arms around my waist. "But what if I don't want to?" "You have fucking Deku, now let go of me." I said averting his eyes. "But you're my soon to be husband. Also I think the position we're in right now is quite comfortable." I could feel my face visibly heating up. "FUCKING LET GO OF ME BASTARD!" I said as I shoved him off me and left his room.

   He was too close. I went to my room and took a hot shower. What did fucking icy-hot say that. He hates me and is dating the damn nerd. I think it's better if I pretend nothing happened so that's what I did. I packed my stuff to take home. I was heading out the door when I heard a voice behind me. "The soup was good." "Good for you?" I say as I open the door. "Don't...don't go." 

   This fucker must be high. Why the fuck does he think him asking me not to leave is going to stop me- I hadn't even noticed I was unpacking my stuff already. Loving this candy cane was going to be the death of me. 

   I finished unpacking and went to see if icy-hot was hungry. Of course he wasn't in his room anymore. There was a note on the kitchen counter saying, "Not hungry. Went to see Midoriya." Ha. I should've known. I don't know what I was expecting from that fucker. I wasn't hungry anymore so I left to go to racoon eye's dorm. "Hey Bakubabe! What's up?" I ignored her question and went to sit beneath were she was sitting on the bed.

   "Had a rough day?" I nodded. "Wanna talk about it?" I shook my head. "That's okay baby. You can tell me when you're ready." She said smiling at me. She started to play with my hair and ramble about stupid things bootleg spider man and I only have one brain cell had done.

   And don't know when it happened but I had fallen asleep. I was woken around eight. Racoon eyes was telling me to get ready. I was confused as fuck. "To get over your mans and find a new bae." She said as if it was the most obvious thing ever. She tossed me some clothes and told me to get dressed. It was some tight leather pants and I white button up blouse. Fuck it, I thought as I put it on.

   She came out of the bathroom soon after and said, "Nice ass, Thotsuki." "What the fuck racoon eyes." I said slightly blushing. She pushed me in front o a body length mirror and I saw she was right. The leather pants outlined my curves and I had partially tucked in showed my skinny waist. I was a fucking catch. "W-what ever I said." She dragged me to the parking lot where I saw the other extras.

   None of them looked as good as I did so I didn't think their outfits were worth remembering. When I got there tape arms and off brand pikachu started whistling. "Shut up extras." I said as I rolled my eyes. If I were to be honest, I enjoyed the attention."Y-you look nice Bakubro." Shitty hair was blushing? I just ignored his comment and went to the sit shotgun in the car.

   We got to some random club that probably charged way too much for any drink. We walked inside with pinky in the lead. They were way too many. As soon as we got in there, shitty hair said he had to got to the bathroom again. His face was awfully red. Racoon eyes and the others rushed off to the dance floor as I headed to the bar. 

   There was no fucking way in hell I was going get in that nasty mess of sweat and saliva. I ordered a margarita called 'Lord explosion'. That sounds like my shit so I got it but they fucking charged me one hundred bucks. Yeah I'm rich but I'm not stupid. "WHAT THE FUCK? I'M NOT PAYING FOR THIS SHIT!" The bartender and I were arguing until a voice cut in, "Put it on the house." "Y-yes boss." The bartender answered.

   I turned and yelled at the ugly fucker. "SO YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S CHARGING WAY TOO MUCH FOR THIS SHIT?" "Feisty are we?" He said seductively. I would be lying if I said he wasn't fucking gorgeous. He snaked his arms around my hips and pulled me towards him. "Just my type." He whispers in my ear. 

   He was so fine but that doesn't mean I was going to let that fucking extra just touch me like that. "LET GO-" "Let him go." Fucking icy-hot was standing beside us.

   What the fuck?

   This is what he looks like if you're wondering

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   This is what he looks like if you're wondering. Thank @Fxckkacchan for this hottie.

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