Side Effects [Shinsou X Jirou]

004

"We... Should set some boundaries."

Shinsou stared at her and cocked his head to the side like a feline, almost innocent like if his head wasn't between her legs eating her out.

"I figured..." He traced his small circles around her thighs, "...What is it little hero."

She played with the strands of his purple hair and sighed.

"My friends are getting suspicious of what we're doing? I don't want them finding out."

"So?"

"So we should keep this on a low-key."

"Yeah... We'll need to put a hold on our sessions." Shinsou sighed slightly, "However, try and not make it so obvious."

"Obvious?" She frowned.

"I always catch you stealing glances in the cafeteria, try and be more discreet if you don't want them finding out about us."

"You're right." She bit on her lip and cast her gaze down and away from him.

'What's wrong with me... I'm acting unusual.'

Shinsou stared at her, "Is there anything you'll like to add?"

"Try and refrain from calling me with names that aren't my own."

"Okay."

"We should tone it down with the kissing, I don't like it."

"Hm."

".....What about you?" Jirou shifted her gaze to him, "Isn't there anything you want to add?"

"Hmm." He looked up as if trying to recollect a memory, soon he brought back his amethyst eyes to her face, "Let's put a stop to this–"

"Why!?" She yelped as panic swarmed through her, they both stared at each other a little wide eyed, and Jirou felt her cheeks redden. She instantly looked away and closed her legs, "I'm sorry, that was uncalled for."

Shinsou smirked and kissed her knee prompting a shiver to run up her spine, "Oh Kyouka... That was cute, I was saying that we should put a stop to this for two weeks, I have exams and I'll be too busy to indulge in our sessions, after we can continue."

"Yeah..." She looked down at him as he parted her legs open with rosy cheeks, "...I'm not against it, Shinsou."

"I appreciate it, Kyouka."

~•~

Jirou panted as she sparred against Sero, the male grinned with perspiration sliding down his jaw, Jirou was always an exceptional long distance fighter and always had him on his toes.

She swiped the sweat that gathered on her forehead and proceeded to switch partners on Aizawa's orders.

"You seem so focused today Kyo-chan, almost like I'm your punching bag." Sero crossed his arms as she stared at him, "Let me guess? Does it have anything to do with Kaminari or Momo?"

"Neither," She quipped and with that she proceeded to move on to her next sparring partner.

It's been a week after her and Shinsou's last rendezvous and she hasn't shaken it off, it felt like before, when she bottled everything up till it spilled from the edges, she some how hoped for two weeks to elapse already.

"Kero."

Tsuyu was her sparring partner. The duo bowed before beginning their training, the green haired girl was quite the opponent, excellent at close and far distance combat.

Kyouka widened her eyes as she noticed he was observing her from above, his unreadable eyes and poker face stared down at her and her chest tightened.

What was he thinking?

Jirou quickly evaded Tsuyu's attack and tried to ignore his presence, but she really couldn't erase it. He was always in the corner of her mind, whether she liked it or not.

Flashing her gaze once more, a girl stood beside him chatting happily, a offhand smile was plastered on his rather dull face. The girl giggled about something he probably said, and he looked away while rubbing the nape of his neck.

A small pit grew in her stomach at the sight.

Why was she suddenly feeling like this... Like a sore thumb?

Smack!

Jirou rolled to the side upon receiving a painful kick from Tsuyu, Jirou cursed herself for being so unaware of the situation she was in.

She hopped back onto her feet and stared at Tsuyu who hunched her back as usual, the girl pressed her finger onto her chin and cocked her head to the side.

"You're distracted."

"I'm not–" Jirou groaned and exhaled, "Again."

Tsuyu took her fighting stance and Jirou felt uneasy under her blank knowing stare.

'He's right... I'm the one being so obvious about everything. I need to push these stupid thoughts away and focus on what's important, my training.'

She charged forward calculating Tsuyu's next course of action.

'If that's what it comes to, I'll have to cut him off. I can't risk my dream for him, we're nothing to each other but beneficial acquaintances.'

'I can't even call myself his friend, likewise.'

~•~

Shinsou lingered his gaze on her before walking down the hallways. He didn't understand why he always found himself in the same space as her.

He didn't understand why she left him feeling whole, something about her was amusing.

She wasn't the prettiest, the strongest, the nicest or the most humorous of girls.

He looked down at his hand and squeezed it into a fist.

Soon, he'll achieve his own dreams and be where he needs to be, where he belongs.

The hero course.

Shinsou chuckled and proceeded to his class at the thought.

The girl beside him talked a lot, he was trying his hardest to be polite but damn was she draining his energy.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Oh–" Before she could say a word her eyes lost focus and Shinsou smirked.

"Go to your classroom."

She gave a mindless nod before heading her way, he hated using his quirk for his own personal use but he was rather tired of her presence.

Shinsou dug his hands in his pockets before staring out the window, the sight of the Sakura trees in the far distance left a bitter taste in his mouth.

He scoffed and went his way.