《BNHA Truth or Dare》Chapter 8: Waking Up
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~No One's POV~
A few people had woken up by 10 AM the next day. Still, quite a few were sleeping or talking. Kaminari was, however, being held by Mina so he wouldn't draw on the people sleeping.
"Minaaaa~ please!" Kaminari whined. Mina gave up eventually and left before flipping the whole room off. Kaminari pulled the lid off of his market and began drawing on people. He waddled over to Todoroki and Midoriya snuggled up together in the same sleeping bag. Midoriya had his head relaxed against Todoroki's chest. Kaminari put the marker up to his face and drew a mustache just as Todoroki began to stir awake.
"Kaminari? What are you doing?"
"Oh... Hey Todoroki! Um.. Nothing." Kaminari then panicked and ran away over to Bakugo.
~Todoroki's POV~
I woke up to a marker on my face. The marker moved and Kaminari came into view.
"Kaminari? What are you doing?" I knew what he was doing, I just wanted to know if he'd own up to it.
"Oh... Hey Todoroki! Um.. Nothing." Fucking liar. He ran off over to Bakugo with a death wish. I glanced back down to Midori- no, Izuku. He was snuggled up to my chest. He looked so peaceful. I brought my hand up to his fluffy hair and began petting it, careful not to wake him.
~Jirou POV~
A few people had woken up and talked quietly amongst themselves. I was talking with Mina and Momo. Kaminari had then screamed and woke up a bunch of people who stared at him running out of the room, Bakugo following close behind, explosions bursting in his hands.
"GET BACK HERE FUCKING PIKACHU!!!!!!!"
"Lol, nope!!" Kaminari began laughing as he ran into the kitchen where Sato had made breakfast. Shoji and Kouda were also in the kitchen. Kaminari hid behind Shoji for protection. Kirishima jogged up to them as people made a crowd around. I couldn't contain my laughter, a muffled chuckle erupted, my hands over my mouth to contain it. Bakugo had black ink on his face, a marker without a lid in Kaminari's hands.
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"I told you were going to die." Kirishima sighed, hands in his pockets, shrugging.
Mina took out her phone and took a picture. I leaned over to her to send me the photos later.
Bakugo soon calmed down and left with Kirishima to the bathroom, still angry, pupils barely existant.
I heard a squeal behind me and saw Hagakure and Mina jumping up and down in front of pancakes, Uraraka floating on the ceiling, squealing. Sato chuckled and gave a plate to each of the girls. Other people had now joined. As we were eating, Momo and I held hands under the table, we had been dating for a while but chose to keep it secret, getting moments like this when we could. People around us were scoffing down pancakes like no tomorrow. I noticed that Kirishima and Bakugo had come back and were sitting together, so were Todoroki and Midoriya. I was wondering what other couples we could make canon in our class when Momo kissed my cheek. I looked back at her, surprised, a blush creeping up my face. Momo was also blushing. I squeezed her hand to reassure her that I was fine with it and still loved her. It was true, I still loved her, too much even.
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