Rewrite the Stars | KamiJirou

Chapter 21

Two days passed since they'd returned to the city, going back to their normal routine of band practices in the studio. Now, the four band members were gathered there, with Kirishima dragging a huge chalkboard across their floor and leaning it against a vacant wall. The chalkboard was meant to be something fun they could draw or doodle on. 

After the redhead attached the board to the wall, Bakugou immediately grabbed some chalk, angrily scrawling the word DIE! across a huge portion.

He turned around to face his bandmates, giving them a threatening glare. "Erase this and I will KILL YOU! GOT IT?"

They all nodded in agreement, not wishing to furthermore cross the anger-prone blonde. Besides, there was plenty of space on the rest of the board, so erasing his words wouldn't be too necessary. 

Kirishima set down the rest of the chalk on the table in front of him. "Have fun guys," He said, leaning back on the couch and putting his arms behind his head.

Kaminari snatched the box of chalk from off the table, opening it and handing a piece to Jirou. "Let's have a drawing contest," He suggested, tossing the piece of chalk into the air and letting it flip before it landed in the palm of his hand.

Jirou took the piece of chalk, raising an eyebrow. "What do we draw?" She asked.

"Hmm...ooh I got it!" He said excitedly, "You draw me and I draw you."

An image of drunk Kaminari popped into Jirou's mind, making her burst out laughing. Perfect. "Ok! Let's draw each other then," She agreed, smirking.

"What's with the sly look on your face?" Kaminari asked with a frown.

Jirou shook her head in amusement. "Oh, nothing-"

The two of them began to draw. Kaminari started on her face before working on her hair, glancing at her every few seconds as a reference. Jirou, on the other hand, did the entire thing by memory, relying solely on the image engraved inside her head. 

The result was beautiful, although Kaminari needed to learn about appreciating a beautiful work of art, in Jirou's opinion.

"Hey, is that supposed to be me?!" He asked accusingly, pointing at the drawing she had drawn with her chalk. "I look nothing like that!"

"Yes you do, Dunce Face," Bakugou grumbled from his seat, taking out his phone and opening his photo gallery. He stomped over to them and clicked on the video from the club, holding the device up to show them.

Kaminari scowled when he saw the video. Jirou burst into another fit of hysterical laughter, causing the blonde to direct his scowl at her. "You guys filmed that without my consent!" He complained, crossing his arms in displeasure. 

"Sorry dude," Kirishima said apologetically, giving a small smile. "It was a bit unmanly of us."

"A bit?! That-"

"SHUT UP EVERYONE!" Bakugou yelled, causing everyone to cease their talking. "There's another thing we all gotta discuss. This band could use a keyboardist. Know anyone?"

Immediately, a potential candidate came to Jirou's mind. "Yaomomo knows how to play that."

"You talkin' about that girl with the big tits?" Bakugou grumbled.

"Oh, you mean that hot friend of yours?" Kaminari asked, perking up.

Jirou scoffed, feeling a pang in chest. Without thinking, the next few words automatically flowed out of her mouth. "So tell me, are pretty girls with big breasts your type?" She snapped.