bookworm; momojiro

six

jiro knocked what sounded like a million times before there were footsteps approaching the door. bakugo opened the door, looking like he was forced to. jiro immediately rushed passed him. 

"thank you bakugo for using your energy to open the door to my own house," bakugo muttered, slamming the door shut. 

"oh my god," jiro said breathlessly. kaminari, sero, and kirishima were sat on the couch. jiro sat perpendicular next to kaminari, laying down on his legs and letting out an exasperated sigh, covering her eyes with her arm. "that was crazy." she mumbled.

"how'd it go?" kaminari asked, sero paused the tv. 

"it was, oh my god!" jiro exclaimed, she moved her arm from her eyes, looking up at kaminari. she rested her hands on her stomach, smiling to herself. she reached over and touched her cheek where momo had kissed her. "it was amazing."

"okay, but in detail," sero said. 

"okay, so basically," jiro sat up on the armrest of the couch, turning and looking at the three. bakugo soon later joined them, sitting next to kirishima. jiro clasped her hands together. "we were just talking and stuff. she said i looked cute,"

"because i gave you that outfit, you're welcome," kaminari gleamed. 

"anyway, i said she looked cute as well because she did, then later on when we were about to leave, she like," jiro covered her face, smiling to herself again and sighing. she dropped her hands, looking at the four with a huge smile. "she kissed my cheek and told me to text her," jiro then let out a yell, getting her phone. "she told me to text her!" 

"i think she meant for your next date," kirishima said. 

"i'll still thank her," jiro shrugged, texting momo quickly.

edgyjiroo: thank u so much for such an amazing day〔'∇｀〕

"she what?!" kaminari shouted.

"kissed my cheek!" jiro exclaimed, putting her phone on the coffee table. "and, ah," jiro leaned back slightly. "she looked so cute, i couldn't control myself." jiro's cheeks grew a shade of pink. 

"was it euphoric?" kaminari asked, raising his brow slightly. 

"it was like a euphoric fever dream, i was waiting to wake up like," jiro sighed again, another smile painted on her face.

"we should meet her," 

"oh right, none of you have met her," jiro mumbled. "oh yeah!" jiro clasped her hands together again. "bakugo," she pointed at bakugo who raised a brow. "she's friends with midoriya and todoroki." 

"deku and icyhot?! nope, you cannot date her," bakugo said. 

"how come? it won't be like you'll see them," jiro shrugged.

"it will be because eventually there'll be some hangout session, you'll invite dunceface who'll invite tape dispenser, and he'll invite kirishima who will drag me to go," 

"aw, you didn't call him shitty hair," sero pointed out. 

"shut it, soy sauce," 

"then, i'll go and you'll be home alone," kirishima said with a shrug.

"but i don't wanna be home alone," bakugo murmured to kirishima. "i'll get bored." 

"what kind of bored?" kaminari joked. 

"i'm blasting his face off, that's it," bakugo said, getting up.

"nope, nope," kirishima said, putting his arm across bakugo's chest. 

"i'm joking, bakubro," kaminari said, glancing over at bakugo. 

"what's our next hangout gonna be? what should i wear?" jiro asked. 

"i think you should text her tomorrow or later about that," kirishima said.

"yeah, just have things slow for now," jiro nodded slightly. 

"we have to meet her though," kaminari said.

"right," jiro muttered. "we'll plan something." 

"i'm warning you if i see half n half with deku," bakugo warned. "i'm blowing your face off."

"he won't," kirishima reassured her.