{ the spicy scene below was inspired from "The Bad Blind Date" by @ravsisrekt !! please go check their stories out! they're so good }
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Her hands moved through his hair, pulling towards the center of his head, causing his lips to twitch against her mouth when instantly starting to move his lips quicker with her soft ones.
His brows furrowed slightly at the fact that he couldn't taste her against his lips. He could feel everything. He felt her touch, he could smell her scent, he could hear the numbing beats of his heart rising in his ears, and yet he couldn't taste her lips at all.
Pulling away slowly, Katsuki looked down at the girl, his mouth dry, unable to tell if he even spent the night with the girl underneath him at at. He stuttered a bit as he hovered over the girl that looked up at him in confusion, her chest rose and fell.
"What's wrong?" she asked softly and he swallowed as he tried to shake his head a bit and snap out of his wandering thoughts. Tongue tracing the two of his mouth repeatedly as he tried to taste anything at all, he grew super intrigued instantly when his mouth became more parched.
He leaned down and kissed the girl who simply smiled up at him. She moved her lips instantly with his when he went to deepen the kiss quicker than the last time. She moaned a bit and Katsuki's stomach fluttered at the fact that she squirmed a bit underneath him.
Slowly losing interest in what he was just curious about a moment ago, he simply focused on how her lips felt against his and the way his gut twisted in awe because of it.
He used his tongue by the croak of her neck as he kissed down on her collarbones sloppily. Not even able to taste her skin, he was too lost in her soft breath increasing rapidly to even notice.
"Wake up." she whispered out, her breath hitching.
His brows knitted gently as he softly marked her skin. "Hm?"
"Wake up," she simply stated again. He stopped moving his lips on her skin the second time because of the way her voice was slightly stable and lower.
Slowly having his squinted eyes reach the side of her face, he blinked slowly to have him swallow the words he was about to mutter.
"Wake up!" the voice roared and Katsuki widened his eyes, only to blink over the girl that was once Ochako, the one he loved, slowly morphing into another familiar face.
Katsuki almost threw up, the fluttering of butterflies that were once in his gut replaced with the everlasting feeling of hesitant nausea.
"Kirishima?" he barely got out, feeling like if he spoke, he'd throw up on the man he was hovering over.
"Wake up, Bakugou!" Kirishima snapped louder than the pervious time, causing Katsuki to jump away.
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I yawned, my eyes threatening to close once again. I stretched out and jumped out of bed. Knocks could be heard from the other side of the door.
"It's not even six in the morning. Who's awake this early?" I made my way towards the door, opening it. There was Shinso, standing tiredly with his hands in his pocket. "Breakfast?" I smiled widely, welcoming the boy inside.
"How did you know I was awake?" Shinso placed the bag on the kitchen island. "I didn't. It was a guess. And I was right." he leaned his hands behind him on the counter. "I'm going to go and get ready in the bathroom. You can stay here and watch the T.V." I handed him the remote and headed upstairs to bathe.
