Love So Soft

🥣Thicker Than a Bowl of Oatmeal🥣

School went on for the next week and Mineta, Bakugo, and Midoriya have gotten much closer after the mall date.

Mineta started allowing the two into his space more and accepting their kindness without feeling guilty or gross about it.

To Bakugo and Midoriya's pleasure, Mineta seemed to never take his new bracelet off.

The three started sitting together at lunch and picking each other as sparring partners in gym class when given the chance.

And Mineta was absolutely showered with compliments and attention. He became a hero just for those reasons alone, and to become popular with the ladies. But honestly, if these two kept doing what they were doing, at this point the "ladies" aspect of his goal was just seen as a bonus.

"You're amazing, Mineta-kun!"

"You shitty grape-head! Pick me for sparring next time!"

Then, something crazy happened one night at dinner.

Mineta was the last one to show up to dinner in the common space. All the seats were taken so there was no other choice but to sit at the coffee tale on the floor next to Midoriya.

Normally, that wouldn't be a problem. But this time, there was a problem. Mineta knew he was short. When he sat on the floor, the coffee table would come up to his eyes, making eating super awkward since he would have to reach up a little.

Usually, he would just take some pillows off the couch and stack them under himself until he was at a good sitting height. But apparently, Koda had found a box with a litter of abandoned kittens in it while he was out. The kittens needed all of Koda's attention so he was using all the pillows from the couch to make the kittens comfortable.

Mineta sat at the coffee table and as expected, it came up to his eyes. He sighed loudly in annoyance, and Midoriya picked up on it immediately.

"Um...Mineta-kun, You usually need the pillows don't you? Maybe...I can help?"

"How?" Mineta asked.

"Well, you could sit...on my lap. IF-if you wanted to, I mean.."

"What!?"

"Ah! I-I mean, Like, I know my lap probably isn't as comfortable as the pillows, but y'know, Kacchan has taken his fair share of naps on my thighs so, I like to think they aren't so bad."

"I'm not worried about the comfort, I'm-...."

"What are you worried about?"

"I..it's just...isn't that gay??"

"Uh,,,I mean, It doesn't have to be? I think it will only be gay if we make it. You just need a place to sit and I'm your friend so, let me help you."

Mineta looked at Midoriya's legs. He was sitting on his knees and OF COURSE he was wearing freaking shorts because the universe hated Mineta and loved messing with his mind.

Midoriya's legs may be muscular weapons of mass destruction, but damn did they look soft too, they were starting to look like the best seat in the whole room.

Well...he did need to sit properly...and Midoriya was offering...and it wasn't gay as long as neither of them made it like that.

And so, like a dumb baby animal, Mineta allowed himself to be coaxed over to Midoriya and....sat down.

"Comfy?" Midoriya asked.

The sheer level of comfort and security Mineta felt as he sat on Midoriya's cushion thighs and leaned his back against the other's warm body as a scarred arm draped around his own waist to hold him in place, could not be put into words.