Violet Eyes

Chapter 63

"Wake your asses up right now!" Mitsuki Bakugou screamed at eight in the goddamn morning. 

"Shut the fuck up," I grumbled as I rolled over to bury my head into a pillow, not yet realizing who I was talking to. My head was already pounding and being woken up by screaming was only making it worse. Coherent thoughts hadn't exactly started yet.  

The pillow ended up being Eijirou's chest, which I found out when he pushed himself up on his elbows and knocked me off him. "What's wrong?" he asked through squinted eyes. 

"Why're you screaming this early?" Katsuki asked from across the room. I craned my neck and spotted him stretching in his desk chair, Hitoshi blinking away sleep on the floor next to him. How the fuck had they ended up over there? The last thing I remembered, we were all sleeping in bed. 

"Would you mind explaining why the fuck your room reeks of weed?" she asked in a snarl, her eyes glaring daggers at all four of us in turn. 

That was when I figured out that Toshi must've had trouble sleeping and had somehow ended up smoking in Katsuki's room. Well, that wasn't ideal. 

"Mitsuki," Masaru said in a quiet and pleading voice. He was holding her by the wrist, making it look like he was worried she was going to march into the room. 

Mitsuki made no indication she'd heard him, instead, she raised her brows in annoyance. "Well?" 

My hungover brain was having a hard time keeping up with events. Mitsuki didn't seem to care about the boys drinking or going to a club regularly, but she drew the line at weed? That felt a little... off to me. Then again, my whole body felt off so who was I to be the judge? 

"I, uh," Hitoshi looked a little lost for words as he blinked hard. "I have insomnia and weed is the only thing that helps me sleep. Katsuki said I could smoke in here, sorry, I didn't know," he said, trailing off nervously. 

Hearing Katsuki from him sobered me up real quick. Seriously, what the fuck happened after I fell asleep? 

Mitsuki's nostrils flared and Masaru wasn't enough to hold her back anymore. She stomped through the room and grabbed Katsuki by the chin in a rough hold, forcing him to look up at her. She did a once over before dropping him like he burned to the touch. 

"Really, Katsuki?" she snapped, whirling around to face the bed. "Have you been smoking, too, Eijirou?" She tapped her foot on the ground as the redhead stumbled for words. 

"I- No, not, like, um-" 

It was honestly a little painful to watch. 

Mitsuki closed her eyes as she took a deep breath with her hands splayed out in front of her. "You two have one rule," she stated calmly. 

Eijirou winced, but Katsuki was glaring daggers at the floor in front of him. The redhead opened his mouth to say something, but she cut him off. 

"One goddamn rule!" 

Eijirou and I flinched in sync at the shout. 

"You don't have a curfew, I let you drink, you go to a fucking club every weekend and I allow it. The only rule is no drugs. Is that really so hard for you idiots to follow?" She stood back with her arms crossed, waiting for a response this time. 

Oh god, Toshi and I really shouldn't be here right now. 

The room fell into tense silence as neither Ei nor Kats spoke up. 

"You're both grounded," she said with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose as she started back toward the door. "Say goodbye to Midoriya and Shinsou, they need to head home now."