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𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭

"Jirou!! Holy shit! I made the team!" You exclaim over the phone, right after your final day of tryouts, when Coach made the cuts. "That's great! We have to go celebrate!"

"Hell yeah! Are you free to go anywhere? My brother's working late and Kirishima and Bakugou are busy with tryouts." You can't help but ask.

"We can take the train to my house. My parents are having a little date night so it'll just be us so we can do whatever. We can stop by that continence store and grab that candy you like and watch some movies." She offers.

"That sounds amazing." You admit. "Alright. I'll see you in a bit."

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"I still can't believe I made it. All the other girls knew the coach, so I thought for sure I was screwed. But nope! And you should've seen the look on those bitches faces. It was perfect." You gush.

"I'm sure it was." Jirou remarks, as she opens the door to her house, leading you inside. After you remove your shoes at the door, you follow her to the kitchen. She turns on the stove and puts a pot of water on it, waiting for the water to boil.

Then, she pours some instant ramen into the pot, letting it cook. "Why don't you go sit on the couch and pick out a movie while I make dinner, dear?"

"Oh, sure. Thank you, darling." You reply, blowing a kiss to her and making her giggle. As you settle into the couch, you grab the remote, and turn on Netflix, looking through the selection of movies.

"What do you wanna watch, babe?" You call over to Jirou. "It's not up to me. We're celebrating you tonight, so you make the call."

"Okay." You murmur, struggling to make a decision. "Ooooh, they have Hotel Transylvania."

After a few minutes, Jirou walks over to you, handing you a bowl and chopsticks, then grabbing her own. "Are you sure we're allowed to eat here? Because I'm fine with going in the kitchen."

"Yeah, it's fine. My Dad doesn't give a shit, and my Mom's fine with it, as long as we clean up any mess we make and keep crumbs off the couch." She admits.

And so, the two of you eat your ramen and watch the movie. After you finish your food, you move on to your desert of candy, the sugar giving you a rush and making you both act all crazy and hyperactive.

"Is it just me, or is Dracula kinda hot?" You ask, unable to help the laughter that spills from you as you watch Jirou's face shrivel up in disgust. "Ew."

"Just hear me out, okay? He's so hot in the third movie. Like the beach outfits and everything? Total dilf." She pushes you away telling you to shut up, only making you laugh even harder.

"You know who's hot? Mavis." She admits. You hum in agreement. "True. Her boyfriend's kinda cute too."

"You think everyone's cute, don't you? Weirdo." She teases you, nudging your shoulder. "Woah, if anyone's the weirdo here, it's you."

You nudge her back, and that causes a full-on brawl, the two of you wrestling each other before Jirou starts tickling you. "Ahh no, stop- stop it! I'm gonna pee!"

You exclaim, writhing under her hands as she straddles you, struggling to push her off. Both of you are laughing, and god, you look so pretty.

Noticing her silence and lack of movement, you gaze up at her, noticing her staring. "Jirou? Is everything-"

Before you can finish your sentence, she's pressing her lips to yours.

You've never kissed a girl before. It's much softer than when boys kiss. Jirou's lips are gentle against yours, and her face gently rubs against yours as she molds her lips against yours.