{presumed dead} Bnha

5

Dad gives me a hug and lets me know that there will be a pro hero guarding me, just in case they make a second attempt. He seems uneager to leave me, but finally he sends me home with the lavender haired boy.

Grabbing my overnight bag, I flop onto shinso's tan, queen sized comforter. His black little cat, eraser, meowed and settled on my chest. He's such a fanboy. His cat's named after my dad??? Hehe.

Shinso's right after me, going dead weight and nearly crushing my face. This moment of both of us laying on his bed reminds me of when we were little kids again. No stress, villain attacks, depression, bullies, just me and him.

"Do you remember when you drank so much soda you threw up in my hair?" I tease.

"Well, do you remember the time you tripped up the stairs and chipped your tooth?" He throws back.

"oh yeah I should get that fixed. Remember when we accidentally liked a super old post while stalking your crushes instagram?" I bust out laughing remembering his horrified expression. At the time, he was so shocked he threw his phone across the bed and didn't blink for almost a minute.

It was terrifying.

After a few more minutes of reminiscing, our cheeks are sore and faces flushed. I haven't laughed so hard with anyone else in my entire life, and neither has Shinso. It's as if we're a perfect match.

After a lot of thought, We ultimately decide to watch a horror movie, so we head to the kitchen to get some popcorn and candy. Shinsos mom says hi and gives me a hug, but has to rush out the door to work a night shift at the hospital. Waving goodbye, I spin around to grab some icecream. Me and Shinso glide around the kitchen, working in a silent yet coordinated flurry of activity.

"I got the ice cream"

"I have the popcorn and extra blankets"

"perfect, lets go"

We've chosen to watch 'the human centipede' because neither of us scare easily. He has a TV in his room, so we're currently cuddled up in a mound of feathers, pillows, and snacks on his bed. My wings are tucked behind me, overflowing off the bed onto the nightstand. Shinso's arm is supporting my neck, and I stuck my legs over his. We're kinda tangled up like a pretzel.

He throws a blanket over us and presses play. About halfway through the movie, we both realize why this was banned in the US. We're still munching on candy and looking mezmerized at the screen, but Shinso's grip on my thigh is getting tighter and tighter as the movie gets more disturbing. I feel the same way, with my feathers being ruffled up and my hands kneading the hem of his shirt. Thankfully we both took showers earlier, after all our running this close proximity would be horrible.

At the next shocking scene I jump and bury my face into Shinso's shirt. He also looks terrified, but since I was the one who had the possible near death experience earlier, he sucks it up and pats my head. I peer up again at the screen and feel sick watching this all unfold.

Finally, the movies over. I can admit, it was a good movie. Traumatizing, but still good. Shinso looks a little green though as we both clean up. I brush my teeth and comb my hair, and I only then wonder about sleeping arrangements. When we were little we shared his bed, but now what? The last sleepover was outside in a tent with 2 sleeping bags. And, come on, this isn't wattpad. There's not gonna be any 'theres only one bed!!' nonsense.

I think.

Shinso seems to read my mind.

"uh, since this is kinda last minute there's kinda just my bed. I'm comfortable sharing if you are, but I could always sleep on the couch or-" I interrupt him.

"yeah we can share. Just like old times" I smile, heading back to the room that's connected to his bathroom. Lucky rich kid, I wish I had my own bathroom.

It's really late at night, so I grab the closest blanket and crash on the bed, leaving Shinso to turn off the lights. I feel the bed dip as he joins me, and I scooch my wings to the side to make room. I mumble a quick 'goodnight' before dozing off.

Shinso POV

I look over at Tori's sleeping figure. She must've been more tired than I realize, she's normally an insomniac like me. Now i kinda feel bad for keeping her up this late. Rolling over, I admire her relaxed expression and posture.

It feels weird sharing a bed with her after finally acknowledging my crush on her to myself. Obviously I'm a gentleman, but I would never want the raven haired girl to feel uncomfortable. Her arm is still wrapped around me, so whats the harm? I slowly wrap my arm around her waist, testing the waters. When she doesn't stir, I continue and pull her in closer to my chest. At this Tori yawns but doesn't try to move.

I sigh in contentment and close my eyes, drifting into the best sleep I've had in a while.

This chapters short and unedited btw. thanks for reading this far, i would really appreciate it if you vote and comment! 

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