𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃.

𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭

You wake up early the next morning to the sound of your phone ringing. Groggily, you grab it, trying to press the decline button to silence it, but accidentally press accept instead.

"Mornin, girlie. What's up?" Sero's all-too-enthusiastic voice beams from the phone, and you groan, looking down and seeing his bright face on the screen. He's wearing a tank top, his face is all sweaty, and his black hair is tied back. He must've gone on a morning run or something.

"Mmm, why'd you wake me up so early?" You groan, still a little hazy from sleep. "You're the one who left that voicemail last night and told me to call you back as soon as possible, so I did."

It feels like someone poured a bucket of ice-cold water on you, memories of last night flash through your mind, and everything comes back to you. You sit up straight in your bed, looking down at Sero as you try to explain what happened.

"Oh shit, okay so, you know how I had the study group at my house last night? Well, I let them stay late because I was bored and lonely and like-"

"Oh my god, foursome?!" Sero exclaims, and you give him a dirty look. "Sorry, sorry. Continue."

"So, I fell asleep, and everyone else left, and then I woke up, and I heard these weird noises, and basically, I caught Bakugo Uhm...I caught him..y'know..." You made a gesture for masturbation with your hand, awaiting Sero's reaction.

His jaw drops, and his eyes widen. "No way. You caught Bakugo-"

"Yes!!! And that's not even the worst part. He moaned my name. He moaned my fucking name." You tell him.

"Holy shit...And you're sure it's not a dream?" You shake your head at him. "Because I literally heard him walk out, and oh my god, I can't believe this happened."

"Neither can I! I mean, I know everyone does it, but Bakugo? Thinking about you? Shit." He says, and you groan, putting your hands on your face.

The scene repeats over and over in your mind, and you can't help but say something. "But isn't it kinda hot?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Sero asks, confused by your words. "I mean, like the idea of it..someone you find attractive touching themselves and fantasizing about you?"

He really wishes you didn't have to put it like that...And yeah he can imagine that.

You, laying in bed with your legs spread, playing with your cute little pussy, rubbing quick circles on your clit and letting out breathy moans, before slipping your fingers inside.

"Sero, fuck me."

"Yeah, just like that."

"Oh god, Hanta-"

"Sero?" You call snapping him out of his thoughts, making him realize how painfully hard he is. "Why are you staring at me like that? Do you think it's weird because I get it if you-"

"No, no, I get it. So, what do you think you're going to do?" He asks. You scratch your neck nervously in response.

"I don't know. Probably not say anything and hope it all blows over?  Maybe I'll just forget it." You giggle, and Sero can see how conflicted you are.

There's a small awkward silence, and you try to fill it by switching the topic. "So you're out early running, huh? You're going places Hanta Sero."

"Yep. I'm becoming a man. Going to sleep early and waking up early." He remarks, making you chuckle. "More like a grandpa."

"Anyways, I gotta go and finish my run. But I'll talk to you later." Sero tells you. "Oh, okay, talk to you later. Bye."

He grins to the camera, waving at you, before ending the call. The moment the call is over, he groans to himself, running his hand down his face, looking down at the noticeable tent in his shorts.

How the fuck is he going to run back like this? He stopped midway before he could turn back because he was way too curious about that urgent voicemail you left him. He also wanted to let you sleep, considering how you left that voicemail at two in the morning, and it was six when he first got it.

Managing to tuck himself in, Sero starts running back, trying to avoid the filthy thoughts of you going through his mind.

You're his best friend, and he feels horrible for thinking about you like that, but you're just so..pretty, and cute and funny..and...wonderful.

And you rely on him and tell him everything. So much that he has all your likes, dislikes, pet peeves, and tv shows memorized. He knows you, and he knows you better than anyone..and it feels amazing.

Feeling his heart jump out of his chest, Sero slows down. He has to slow down. His head feels like it's spinning.

He knows he has feelings for you. He's had feelings for you for a while, and he hasn't thought much of it. But this...This feels so much more intense than before.

Shit. He's in love with his best friend. He's in love with you.

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You groan to yourself as you get up once again. After Sero ended the call with you, you fell asleep. But now that you got some more sleep, you decide to stay up.

After laying in bed and going on your phone for a good thirty minutes, you decided to walk downstairs to get some breakfast. The moment you enter the kitchen, flashbacks to last night run through your mind.

Focusing on getting something to eat, you grab a bowl and pour some cereal and milk in it, getting a spoon as well. Then, you walk over to the dining room to eat.

As you sit at the table where you caught Bakugo the night before, you can feel your appetite slip as you gaze at the spot he was once sitting at.

Getting to your feet, you walk over to the chair, checking for stains. Thankfully, it's clean. Yeah, you'd rather eat in the living room.

And that's how you spend the rest of your morning, eating cereal on the couch, and watching tv, distracting yourself from the events you experienced mere hours ago.