Smoke: Bad Habits

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After the movie had been on for about 40 minutes almost everyone had fallen asleep. Mina and Uraraka were asleep on my bed, Kiri and Denki were on the floor, Tenya, Izuku, and Katsuki were on the couch. Hitoshi and Shoto sat in my bean bag chairs, staring at the movie.

I quietly walked over to the door, grabbing my little bag from the table by the door. I went out into the hall, then out in the area by the pool, I pulled my pack of cigarettes from the bag along with a lighter. Placing a cigarette between my teeth before lighting it and putting everything back in the bag. I let my head fall back as I exhaled the smoke, staring at the sky.

"Did you think I wouldn't follow you?" Hitoshi came up behind me.

"Well I figured it would be you or Shoto, maybe both." I took another drag.

Hitoshi took the cigarette from me and took a drag off it. He made a disgusted face and then spit on the ground. "Why hell do you smoke these?"

"The buzz, it takes some of the stress away." I took my cigarette back from him.

Hitoshi placed his hand on the side of my head. "I'll try to help if you'll let me."

I crushed my cigarette and threw it in the trash. "By all means, I'll let you in."

My mind started to feel fuzzy, staticky like an old TV.

I wasn't prepared for you have so much emotional power, it's sort of intimidating. You can hear me loud and clear right?

"Yes."

While in this state you'll be able to talk only when I ask you questions so don't get too concerned. I'll try to ease your mind at least.

I took a deep breath and felt my legs give out from under me.

"Shit, maybe that was a bit much." Hitoshi held me up.

"What the hell are you doing to her?!" Shoto yelled.

"Hold on, it's nothing bad. I'm trying to h..."

"Let her go right now." Shoto's footsteps were getting closer.

"If I just shut off my power she could pass out, I have to ease her out." Hitoshi laid me down on the cold cement. "She was out here smoking so I followed her, I'm not some creep."

"I'll believe that when she tells me herself." Shoto kneeled down next to me.

"I wouldn't be able to take control of her unless she wanted it, hasn't she explained that to you? Or were you too busy being annoyed by Bakugo to notice that she's been distant all night?" Hitoshi brushed my hair back behind my ear.

"To be fair..." I stained. "We literally have a mental connection so.."

"Are you ok?" Shoto stared at me.

Nothing came out.

"Princess, are you ok?" Hitoshi sat me up.

"Yeah, I'm fine my prince." I spoke without any strain.

"It's late, I should be going." Shoto stood up and headed for the door.

"Be safe Sho..."

I heard the door slam.

"We should go back inside, it is pretty late." Hitoshi helped me up and back to the room.

After everyone woke up Iida insisted on walking the girls home. Katsuki left without saying a word, Izuku not too far behind. Left in the room was Hitoshi, Denki, and Kiri, we sat there in an awkward silence.

"So my beautiful lightning bug, did you want me to stay the night just in case those business class students come back?" Denki grabbed my hand.

"I'll be fine Denki, thank you."

Kirishima's phone started ringing. "Shit, it's my mom."

There was some yelling and then a nervous laugh came from Kiri's mouth.

"Denki and I are heading outside now." Kiri grabbed his bag and headed for the door.

Denki was hesitant to follow Kirishima out.

"My dad will be here in 5 minutes so relax." Hitoshi rolled his eyes.

Denki smiled at me before closing the door to my room behind him.

"Did you want to continue?" Hitoshi took a hold of my hand.

I nodded and scratched wrist. "Why don't we make it a two way street? You look like you haven't slept in days man."

He sighed and gripped my hand tighter. "I guess I can't say no."

We sat on the floor and held each others hands, taking deep breaths to relax. Everything felt fuzzy and soft.

"I guess I'll tell you that..."

I cut him off. "Your dad has no idea you're gone."

He chuckled a bit. "Yeah."

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