Pt: 77 - Sleighing it

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-2nd person pov-

December 24th, Tuesday - 7:12 pm

You and Bakugo both took a step back from the tree, admiring the now overflowing pile of gifts.

You clapped your hands once, brushing your fingers against your sweater.

"Perfect," you said with a satisfied nod.

Beside you, Bakugo crossed his arms, lips in a tight line, giving the presents one last glance.

That was when Mina clapped her hands louder and called out, "Alright! Now that everyone is finally here, we can finally have some fun!"

You tilted your head slightly, eyebrow raised.

Bakugo didn't move.

Still standing next to you, arms crossed tighter than before, brow already furrowed like he knew he wasn't going to like this.

Sero lifted a brow from the floor cushions, drink in hand. "What kind of fun?"

Mina beamed. Dangerously.

"I'm so glad you asked!" She reached into the pocket of her holiday dress, rummaging for a second.

Kirishima and Jirou, who had just walked closer into the living room, paused when they saw the look on her face.

Jirou smirked, sipping her drink.

Mina held up a deck of cards triumphantly. "Charades!"

Denki audibly gasped. "YES. I was born for this."

You grinned. "I second that. Let's go."

Kirishima laughed. "I mean, yeah, I'm down. Haven't played in a while."

"Could be fun," Sero added, already moving to make space on the floor.

Jirou gave a one-shoulder shrug. "Long as I don't have to act out anything dumb."

Everyone looked to Bakugo.

Who didn't even pretend to be interested.

"Hell if I'm playing," he said flatly, jaw clenched like someone had asked him to recite poetry.

Mina immediately pouted, stomping gently in place. "Oh, come on, Bakugo! Don't be such a downer. It's Christmas Eve!"

"That's got nothin' to do with it."

She crossed her arms. "You've survived hugs before. You can survive this."

Bakugo glared at her.

You smirked and moved to sit down on the couch, tossing your purse to the side.

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