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RESEARCH.
New Year's Day is right around the corner and Katsuki has been really friendly with me ever since Christmas. I'm pretty sure Devin has started to notice.
Today we're taking the kids out to go skiing, but the atmosphere between those two seems tense.
For example, this morning, during breakfast, when I asked someone to pass me the jelly to put on my toast, they both scrammed to reach for it.
Katsuki was the one to hand it to me, and this annoyed Devin because of the huge smile that was plastered on the blonde's face when he gave me the container.
"Y/n, can we talk?" Devin asks me as I'm putting my coat on in the foyer. I nod yes, but before he can say what's on his mind, Myah runs in and straight up drags me away from him and towards the front door.
"Myah, you can't just grab people like they're your dolls!" Ejirou calls from across the room.
"Well, you didn't let me grab your hand, and I don't know where Kai is, so Y/n will have to do!" She says.
I look at her and act offended that I'm not her first choice. She laughs and we get going, ditching the others as we make our way to one of Devin's car.
I'm so glad she's not mad at me anymore. I love Myah. She's my favorite girl.
And right now I can tell she's Katsuki's wingwoman because she's making me sit all the way in the back seat with her, instead of the front.
Through the window, I spot Izuku cautiously running up to the car, with Raven right behind. He opens the door and smiles at me.
I pat the empty spot next to me as a gesture for him to sit in the back with me. I won't even turn to look at Myah because I already know she's giving me a deprecate look.
Izuku sits.
We talk, we laugh, I hit him, he hits me. It's all great. Everything is going good—splendid, actually—until I see the others making their way over.
Katsuki and Devin are in front, speed walking side by side. It's my first time seeing something like this in real life.
"Hey, Y/n," Izuku asks with his head facing the window, "You guys got umbrellas, right?" There's a silent gasp on my left, where Myah's sitting.
This question, it has a greater meaning behind it, but I'm not so sure of it right now so I just tell him yes, that there's some in the back.
The door opens.
A rosy cheeked blonde exhales a cloud of smoke, due to the coldness.
He stares at Izuku and then lifts his hand, extending only his pointer finger at him, and then tucks it in to extend his thumb back in the direction of the seats in front of us.
