bouquet || bnha various x male reader

| four (allocs, b, t)

@ whoever determines what's offensive or not for comments come the fuck on man, this story is marked mature for a reason :/
enjoy this chapter i started writing it at 3:20 am :') its a bit lengthy and full of more dick jokes, sorry

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Me and my little gang walked the school grounds until we came upon the class 3-A dormroom. We'd been put on the top floor by outselves with three extra rooms that we'd been given permission to use as we please. As we made our way up and along the stairs, we chattered amongst ourselves.

"[n], let me know if you need another favor. Dabi looked dazed by his payment on the way to school." Bexan teased, playfully pushing past me om the stairs. Ilya chuckled from behind me, while Jin mearly sighed and Yuma didn't say anything.

"Mmm," I started, adjusted the bag on my shoulder. "Good luck. I haven't gotten in too much trouble lately, so unless I get caught, there won't be any favors needed for a while." Jin looked down at me with a pout and Yuma shot a quick glance at me.

"I'm joking! Loosen up you bunch of sad cucumbers."

"Oh, shut the f-"

"Oh hey, we're at the fifth floor." I pointed out, steping up the last few stairs. "Remember, we have this floor to ourselves, so that means you can use them in your room and hopefully no one will hear you. But no using them in the hall, or it's game over for us."

"If you would like, [n], I can keep an eye on them." Yuma, probably the only responsible one out of all of us, said. He cast a pointed glare at Bexan and Ilya, who were looking sheepishly away from the tallest.

"That'd be great Yuma. Call it a favor if you'd like." I said, turning away from them. Jin groaned out a mopey sigh, while Bexan and Ilya shouted about how that wasn't fair. I could almost feel Yuma's smug smirk in the air.

"Go to your rooms and start getting set up. We'll be here for a while." I heard Jin say as I walked to the last room on the right. My name was carved in a smal golden plaque, which would have to go or at least be decorated. Maybe I could do the famous Tik Tok trend where you do the secret makeover? Or the 'day one painting yada yada until something happens' trend?

Whatever I did, it was definitely going to have Kermit.

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"Come on guys! No one's in the bathhouse!" Bexan called down the hall, before loud bouncing sounds descended the stairs.

I had already been planning on heading down to shower, as I was sweaty and nasty from moving stuff around in my room. I held a clean pair of pyjamas which consisted of a pair of almost too-short shorts and a long sleeved shirt, along with a towel and some shampoo and conditioner.

As I exited my room, Jin also exited his. He was dressed in a less formal version if his normal outfit with something that looked like an eyemask with the holes cut out on his small horns. His tall boots had been traded out for a pair of slides that he'd gotten as a gift for his last birthday.