Cupid Izuku Midoriya<3

[4]

The laughter in Mina's living room had grown louder, the drinks flowed a bit more freely, and the atmosphere shifted. What had started as a simple, fun game of Truth or Dare now had a buzz of anticipation in the air. Izuku felt the warmth of the night settling over him, the easygoing camaraderie with his new friends turning into something more electric.

He wasn't sure if it was the drinks or the fact that he was growing more comfortable, but there was a tension now—a teasing, almost daring edge to the game that hadn't been there before.

Mina, always the one to stir the pot, spun the bottle with an exaggerated flair, her eyes glinting mischievously as it whirled around on the floor. Everyone leaned in, watching as it slowed down, finally coming to a stop right in front of Izuku. Again.

He swallowed hard, feeling a wave of nerves flood his system as Mina grinned at him, an idea already forming in her mind.

"Well, well, well," she began, drawing out her words as if savoring the moment. "Izuku... You were brave enough to pick dare last time, so let's see if you're up for something a little more interesting."

The room quieted down, all eyes on him. Izuku's heart thudded in his chest, and he tried to brace himself for whatever was coming.

Mina leaned forward, her smile turning into something more playful. "I dare you... to kiss everyone in the room."

Izuku's eyes widened in shock. "W-What?"

"Oh, don't be shy," Mina teased, crossing her arms and leaning back against the couch. "Just a quick kiss. It's all in good fun!"

Kirishima chuckled, shaking his head. "Mina, you're evil."

Denki smirked, clearly enjoying the challenge. "I mean, a dare's a dare, right?"

Izuku's face flushed deep red, his mind racing. Kissing... everyone? His gaze flickered around the room—Denki, Sero, Kirishima, and finally Mina, each of them looking at him with various degrees of amusement and curiosity. He felt the heat crawl up his neck, but something in their playful expressions made him realize they weren't going to let him back out of this.

"Okay," he finally said, his voice a little shaky but determined.

The group let out a cheer, with Mina clapping her hands in excitement. "Alright, let's do this! No need to be nervous, Izuku. We're all friends here."

Izuku took a deep breath, trying to gather his courage. He decided to start with the easiest—Mina. After all, she was the one who dared him, and her flirtatious energy had made it clear she was more than comfortable with the idea.

He shifted toward her, and Mina's eyes sparkled in anticipation as she sat up straighter, leaning in. Izuku's heart raced, and with a shaky breath, he leaned forward, brushing his lips gently against hers. The kiss was soft, almost innocent, but the way Mina hummed appreciatively made his skin tingle.

When they pulled apart, Mina giggled. "Not bad, Izuku. You're pretty good at this."

Izuku's face was burning now, but there was no time to dwell on it. He turned to the next person—Denki, who was grinning like he'd just won the lottery.

"Bring it on, man," Denki said, leaning forward, clearly enjoying the whole situation far more than anyone else.

Izuku hesitated for just a second before leaning in. Denki's lips met his in a quick, almost playful kiss, but the closeness sent a strange thrill through Izuku's chest. When they pulled away, Denki wiggled his eyebrows and smirked. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Izuku let out a nervous laugh, wiping the sweat from his palms as he turned toward Sero next. Sero, unlike Denki, seemed a little more laid-back about the whole thing, though his gaze was steady and a bit more intense.

"Alright," Sero said casually, but there was an edge to his tone that made Izuku's pulse jump.

Izuku moved closer, and when their lips met, it was slower this time. Sero didn't rush it, and the deliberate pace made Izuku's head spin. It was still just a kiss, but something about the way Sero's mouth pressed against his felt different—deeper, almost. When they finally pulled apart, Izuku's breath was shallow, his heart thudding harder than before.

Sero's lips curled into a lazy smile. "You're not bad at this, Midoriya."

By now, the room felt hotter. The playful energy had shifted into something else—something more charged. Izuku could feel it in the way everyone was watching him, waiting for the last kiss. He turned to Kirishima, who had been silent through the whole thing, his sharp-toothed grin still in place but softer now, more thoughtful.

"You don't have to if you're uncomfortable, dude," Kirishima said, but there was a warmth in his gaze, as if he was both offering Izuku a way out and daring him to go through with it.

But Izuku, despite his racing heart, nodded. He didn't want to back out now.

He leaned in toward Kirishima, who was closer than he expected, and when their lips met, it was like the whole world narrowed down to just the two of them. Kirishima's kiss was firm but gentle, and it lingered longer than the others, sending a rush of heat through Izuku's entire body. There was something undeniably intense about the way Kirishima kissed him, something that left Izuku breathless when they finally pulled away.

The room was quiet for a moment, the playful energy replaced by a heavy, lingering tension. Izuku sat back, his face burning, unsure of what to say. But then Mina, ever the one to break the silence, let out a soft, teasing laugh.

"Well," she said, fanning herself dramatically, "that was... a lot more exciting than I expected."

Denki smirked, elbowing Izuku playfully. "Dude, you killed it."

Kirishima, his face still a little flushed, gave Izuku a reassuring smile. "You did great, man. That was a tough dare."

Izuku let out a shaky breath, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Th-Thanks."

The night continued on, but the atmosphere had shifted again—this time into something quieter, more intimate. They still laughed and joked, but the tension from the game lingered in the air, an unspoken understanding passing between them all. It was as if something had changed, something had deepened, and though none of them said it outright, Izuku knew they all felt it.

For the first time in his life, he wasn't just part of a group—he was truly connected to them.

And as the night stretched on, Izuku found himself wondering if this was what love really felt like.