Pantie Panic

Of Feelings and Confessions

Dinner went by easily enough, Kaminari kept shooting glances to Hagakure's floating clothes as if he were afraid she would go blurting out what she had seen happen between him and Deku, but she didn't say a word about it, only going on about some cat cafe to Ashido and Yaoyorozu. Deku didn't seem worried at all, gladly conversing with his friends like he normally would about this and that; he felt at ease with things, even if he was temporarily a girl for the time being. His friends didn't treat him all that much differently than they normally would, Iida and Uraraka were as normal as ever, although Deku was pretty sure Iida had stolen a brief glance at his chest when they had sat down to eat. He wasn't worried about it, he probably did look weird in his normal clothes like this after all, and these breasts of his were on the larger side, making it a little hard not to look at them.

After dinner was over and the dishes had been washed and put away, the class of 1-A lingered around in the lounge, a few heading back to their dorm rooms to hang out until bedtime. Bakugou was absent from dinner entirely, despite Iida attempting to get the explosive blond to come out of his room and eat; Iida had gotten no response other than what he had assumed was a pillow thrown at the door, so he left Bakugou alone. The girls agreed to leave some leftovers for him to eat when he was ready to come out, which would likely be after the others had gone to bed.

Deku spoke with Yaoyorozu about borrowing some clothing until he returned to normal, to which the creation hero was more than happy to oblige, eagerly tugging Deku off to her dorm room to pick out some outfits, Uraraka trailing after them to make sure Yaoyorozu didn't overwhelm the boy with too many choices.

Todoroki couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he watched Deku get dragged off; he was certainly a very cute girl, and Todoroki would be hard pressed to not crush on the other if they were stuck like this forever, but he knew that this was only temporary, and the little bit of attraction he felt toward Deku would mean nothing once he returned to his normal self. It was easy enough to brush off. If Todoroki ever found a goddess like Deku was as a female, he would be extremely lucky, but until he found that kind of girl, he would be satisfied with keeping an eye on Deku's beautiful feminine features as the rest of the week rolled out. 

Kirishima disappeared from the dorms entirely after the others began to split off into their little groups, heading outside to take a walk; he needed some time to himself, he needed to sort out his mind, but he couldn't just talk to any of his usual friends, they were too close to give him the sort of help he needed. What he needed was an outsider to help him figure out what he was supposed to do, someone that could offer a fresh insight, but he didn't have that, so the warm night air was his only solace as he walked by the bleachers near the track field. When pacing didn't ease his troubled mind, he settled on just sitting on the bleachers near the entrance to the locker rooms, the metal benches cooled since the sun was down.

"This is stupid..." Kirishima sighed, leaning back on the bleachers.

The faint scent of cigarette smoke alerted Kirishima to the fact that he wasn't the only one sitting at the bleachers, and as he turned and glanced up toward the top of the bleachers, he noticed the cherry of a cigarette glowing as whoever it was took a drag from it. He got up and headed up the bleachers toward the person, soon recognizing them as the guy Deku had fought in the sports festival.

"You know that's bad for your health..." Kirishima murmured as he stopped just a row below the top bleachers where the other was sitting. 

A puff of smoke was blown his way and he heard the other chuckle dryly.

"Do I look like I give a fuck?" Shinsou asked, raising a brow as he simply took another drag off his cigarette.

Kirishima sighed and took a seat at the bleacher bench below the mind controller.