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eijirou  @eijibro
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@deku bro since day1😎😎

shouto @sobashouto
um, photo creds to me bc kiri wont say it

izuku!! @deku
@sparklingaoyama we're taking pics when we meet, no objections😙😙

yuga✨ @sparklingaoyama
@deku i wouldn't have any to begin with, mon ami✨💕

k.taicho  @notkisa
WOOOO AN OG COLLEGE TRIO REUNION!!!
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tokyo, japan...

the four boys in the tokyo house were having a fun time, playing video games in the living room. they were sitting in the following order - todoroki on the arm chair, kirishima cuddled in the corner of the couch, midoriya in the middle, and bakugou on the other end. it was already after lunch, and the four decided to spend the morning doing a variety of things.

first off, midoriya decided to take the time to rest. his system was still half asleep, and he didn't wanna be low on energy throughout the day.

kirishima stayed in the house with him. he requested some alone time so he could reflect and think on his selfish actions that hurt his friends. the others complied, and let him have his way for the morning.

this left bakugou and todoroki to do some errands. the two went grocery shopping and left for other things to do. though they did come back right on time for lunch, which bakugou had to cook up.

"i win!!" midoriya cheered, pumping his fist in the air.

bakugou threw a fit, "what the fuck, deku?!"

"sorry, kacchan. i just had to show you up this once," the green haired boy laughed, sticking out his tongue.

"midobro, you could've at least spared me!!" kirishima whined, realizing he lost too.

midoriya sighed, "not when you made me worry like hell, kiri,"

"i said i was sorry!! i didn't mean it to go that far..."

kirishina pouted, leaning on the couch and tossing his head back. todoroki set his controller down - not bothering to complain - and popped the long awaited conversation.

"can we talk about that now? bakugou and i would really like some answers," todoroki asked, staring at the redhead.

kirishima began to feel the pressure. he hid in hands in the sleeves of the hoodie - bakugou's hoodie. he never took it off, since he found comfort in it.

"um.. yeah.. you guys deserve to know.." kirishima muttered. he averted his eyes as much as he could, not feeling brave enough to look his friends in the eyes.

"so, what do you guys wanna know first..?"

bakugou was the first to answer. he took into account how self-conscious kirishima was getting, so he tried to be a little less aggressive.