fucked up.

33- Tarzan

"It's a bad idea bro...", Izuku said, voice laced with concern.

Whispers came from the end of the hallway. Denki and Sero both crept towards the couples door. Seros speaker hold over this shoulder, with his phone clutched tightly in is his right hand. Denki carried one of those confetti poppers, gripping it like it was a grenade. They unnecessarily shushed eachother, tip toeing like cartoon characters. Each creek of the hardwood floor beneath their feet made them freeze in exaggerated terror, shooting each other panicked glances.

Mina and Kiri watched at the corner, stifling to themselves. Mina was holding her phone tucked under their forearm, secretly recording. Kiri's Tall Muscular figure towered over Minas with his arm casually draped around her shoulders. Waiting for the chaos to unfold.

"Dumbasses", Kiri muttered, grinning. He leaned closer to Mina and whispered, "Watch them die"

Mina playfully pushed him away tiredly, as she adjusted her pink bonnet, and purple robe. She wore matching fruit loop knee high socks with y/n. He had one a stupid ass Neon Bright Red Pyjama set, Minas brought him. Which somehow made him look even more ridiculous.

"you look stupid as hell", Mina teased and leaned back, looked looked at him up and down. Kiri scoffed.

"Well, I think I look quite Manly.", He snickered before crossing his arms, and put his body weight against the door frame.

Mina rolled her eyes. "Well, I regr-"

"Yall! Be Quiet", Denki hissed. He had the nerves to look back at them, jab his dirty fingers on his crusty lips and shush the top of them. Mina blinked at him like he was crazy. Denki gave her a look back, by opening his eyes wide and shaking his head.

Without a beat, Mina picked up Kiris size 12 slippers and hurled it at his head. The slipper smacked him with a satisfying thud.

"OW!" Denki hissed, rubbing his head as Izuku and Kirishma immediately erupted into laughter. Denki was about to retaliate then—

Click.

The door opened. Quiet snores
still drifted from inside. Sero looked back at everyone and signal them to come over.

Sero held his phone up. "Alright. On the count of 3, Imma-" Denki, grinning like an idiot, playfully clicked on twitter to finally get a glimpse at what he watches.

Breathin'(blatt yeah)
Breathin'(what? Ayy)
Breathin'(haha)

Playboy Carti's heavy bass exploded from the speaker, shaking the entire house like an earthquake.

"What the hell denki!?!" Sero yelled, his calm demeanor now gone. He fumbled the the speaker, dropping it on the floor. Everyone froze as loud, angry footstep thundered towards them.

"Oh no. Oh no no no" Sero panicked, grabbing Kiri by the arm.

The bedroom door flew open with a slam. Katsuki appeared in the doorway, his hair wild, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

"What the hell is going on?!?" Katsuki barked, his voice was louder than the speaker itself. Everyone  instantly scattered. Mina dragged Kiri down the stairs as he howled with laughter. Sero vaulted over the railing, and Denki— still clutching the dumbass confetti stick— tripped over his own feet as he sprinted towards the nearest room.