After a long week of training and some anxious moments, Y/N and her friends decided to gather for a game night at the agency. Bakugo had reluctantly agreed, his initial annoyance at the idea fading in the face of camaraderie.
"Alright, time for some Twister!" Kaminari announced, pulling out the mat and tossing it onto the ground. "Let's see how flexible you heroes really are!"
Y/N clapped her hands excitedly. "This is going to be so much fun!"
"I can't believe we're playing a kids' game," Bakugo said, rolling his eyes, though he could feel an undercurrent of anticipation bubbling within him.
Midoriya set up the spinner as everyone gathered around. "Alright, I'll go first!" he declared cheerfully, spinning the arrow.
"Left foot on red!" he called out, and the group scrambled to comply. The laughter began as people found their footing, some getting tangled up in the process.
Y/N couldn't help but giggle as she maneuvered around, her dorky spirit shining through. "This is less about winning and more about not falling on your face!"
"Unless you're Bakugo," Kirishima teased, nudging him with a grin. "He's the master of falling!"
"Shut it!" Bakugo growled, his competitive nature flaring as he adjusted his position defiantly.
As the game continued, the positions became more awkward. The spinner landed on "right hand on yellow," and chaos erupted as everyone tried to contort themselves to reach the dots. At one point, Y/N found herself bending over, her hand on yellow and leg stretched across Bakugo, their faces only inches apart.
"Uh... this is uncomfortable," Bakugo muttered, trying to maintain his gruff demeanor, but his cheeks flushed slightly.
"Just breathe, Bakugo! It's all part of the game!" Y/N laughed, her charm radiating in the crowded space.
"I can't believe I'm being forced to do this," Bakugo grumbled, pushing through the awkwardness and feigning irritation.
"Your turn, Shoto!" Kaminari shouted, spinning again. The arrow landed on "left foot on blue."
Despite his usual calmness, Shoto hesitated, glancing at Y/N with a hint of mischief. "Well, I guess I'll just take my time." He moved slowly, deliberately stepping closer to Y/N, who was precariously balanced on one leg.
"You're not supposed to take it slow!" Bakugo shouted, feeling the competitive edge rise within him. "Just hurry up!"
"Easy for you to say, explosive boy!" Y/N teased, refusing to lose her balance, and supporting positions became even more absurd.
As the game continued, it became evident that truth or dare was a perfect follow-up to their Twister antics. Kirishima grinned widely, "Alright! New rule: After each round, we do a truth or dare!"
Y/N's eyes gleamed with excitement. "I'm ready for anything!"
"Alright, I dare you, Y/N!" Kirishima said, an impish look on his face. "Kiss the next person who gets their hand on a blue dot!"
Everyone erupted in a chorus of laughs and playful protests, and Bakugo crossed his arms, doing his best to maintain his composure. "Not cool, man!"
"Bring it on!" Y/N laughed, delighted by the challenge as the next round continued.
Bakugo almost lost focus as Y/N playfully contorted herself further, closing the distance between them. But when it was his turn, he decided in classic Bakugo style that he wouldn't let Y/N off easy. "You think you can just charm your way out of this? Truth or dare, Noctem?"
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Noctem
FanfictionY/N is on the brink of being married off to her childhood friend Zero, arranged by her family to solidify their standing in society . On the before her wedding she will run away. On that night she is gazing at the stars, she recalls her childhood d...