It was late, everyone was asleep save for Uviel who watched the stars twinkle through the window to her side. Her back was close to Kirishima's since they shared her bed, she could feel his warmth even if he was on top of the blanket she was covered up with. Her Dad wanted to make sure there was a barrier of some sort between them, Uviel understood why and she too wanted the same thing. Despite the fuzzy feeling of her boyfriend being mere inches from her and a waft of his musk making her heart race. Even though she was going along with Shinya's conditions that everyone agreed on, she couldn't stop the bubbly feeling of being in the same room as him.
No! Stop with those thoughts! Damn it, Uviel! Snap out of it! Think of something else! Saito practically slapped herself silly to get her mind off of such things. Okay! So... From what Haru told me, Shigaraki wanted to marry her. The cybergirl decided to ponder the earlier events when they stayed up a little later and did stupid things.
Uviel and all of them played Truth or Dare, a classic that most Sleepovers tend to do. Shinya had remained in his spot to watch the whole thing. Truth or dare cycled among them after each person did their turn, however, her Dad would always interject whenever Haru would make a risky dare and tell her to kiss Kirishima. Haru made me tell her and Hitoshi what it was like to be controlled by Gechi and what it felt like fighting him. I told them, but they were confused... It was my turn after that and I decided to take advantage of Truth. Man-- if I were in control of myself at that time, I would've looked for her in a heartbeat! She even told me that-- no matter what she did or said to Shigaraki, he wasn't phased. He was dead set on marrying her. Why though? I also noticed that she had the ring on for a long time and removed it after I gave her a change of clothes. Whatever... At this point, I'm just happy we're all caught up on what happened and that it's all over now. With a sigh, she pulled an Edgeshot stuffed animal that she had buried under her pillow and snuggled it close to her face. A small smile of contentment grew on her upper-black lips before her eyes closed to welcome sweet slumber.
On the floor, on the pallet that was laid out for Haru and Shinso to sleep on, the brunette was snuggled against Hitoshi's backside fast asleep. However, the boy, wasn't, despite his closed eyes he was still quite awake. Feeling her against him made it hard for him to fall asleep and did his best to hide his face into his other arm. How am I supposed to sleep right now? All I want to do is turn around and hold her while we sleep but we're not allowed. I don't mind either way, I understand it. It's just rather awkward... In his mind, he mumbled and slightly groaned at that.
Edgeshot on the other hand, watched them all closely until he decided to leave to do something.
The next morning came, as the sunshine beamed onto Uviel's face to wake her, only to find herself face to face with Eijiro who was still fast asleep. Her face turned a dark crimson at how close his lips were to hers, it half tempted her to lean in and claim them.
Slowly, inching and closing her eyes, just when she was about to kiss him her father's voice came booming over the other side of her boyfriend. "I brought everyone their school uniforms! I took the time last night to sneak into U.A to grab them since no one was allowed to enter for an entire day. Except for Hitoshi... I took his uniform and washed them," Edgeshot's loud voice had jolted everyone awake during his long speech, and placed the bags with their uniforms in it next to Saito's bedside.
"D- Dad..." Trailing off, her face turned red hot after she flipped to face the window and buried her head beneath the covers. "Five more minutes... Or an hour," Groaning, whining, and curling up, Uviel didn't want to get up right away and wanted nothing more than to stay in her comfy blankets next to an out-of-breath Kirishima.
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BNHA: Dual Fates.
RomanceTwo best friends join U.A. for their own reasons. They both have villains breathing down their necks, trying to orchestrate them and use them as tools of destruction. Can the seed of love form in the midst of the painful and depressive trials that t...