《An American Exchange (Permanent Haitus)》• ↞Chapter 7: Party.↠ •
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"Have you ever actually been to a party 'Zuku?" Addison asked, everyone's attention immediately turned to Izuku.
"No, actually. My class's idea of fun was going on a sugar rush and playing truth or dare, and I could never go to one outside of school because they were nosy as," Izuku said.
"We're so going to a party! I know just the one!" Harumi said as they grinned at the group.
Harumi and Addison, I had found, were the sociable ones, everyone else just kept to the group. Everyone respected them because of their strength but they had a bad rep and everyone was too scared to go up to them, Addison and Harumi were just overall friendlier and people talked to them.
Harumi pulled up an invite on her phone, it told them to go to 𝚡 𝚡𝚡𝚡𝚡𝚡𝚡𝚡 𝚡𝚡𝚡𝚡 at eight. Everyone nodded as they read the phone.
"Sounds good, but I'm going to need help finding an outfit," Izuku said as he looked at Addison, Harumi, and Bethany. "Wanna help me?" Harumi and Addison nodded enthusiastically as Bethany just shrugged.
"Boys! Out!" Addison commanded as they shoved the two out of the room.
"I'm going, I'm going," Axel huffed as he allowed himself to be pushed out of the room. Addison slammed the door shut behind them and turned to look at Izuku with an evil grin.
"Let's start!"
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It was now an hour later, the room was littered with clothes, trousers slung over the lamp on the drawers, clothes completely covered the floor, the chair had jumpers slung over it in every which way and Harumi was throwing more over her shoulder as they dug through the closet, the others were dressed, it was just Izuku left.
"Okay, hear me out," Harumi said as she pulled something out of the closet. "A skirt," they showed them the skirt, it was the same black and white plaid one that Axel had pointed out in the mall.
"Oh My God!! You never told me you crossdressed!" Addison screeched as they jumped the bed and flung themselves towards Harumi, ripping the skirt out of her hands. They held it up to their waist to see what length it was on them. "You're wearing this!" They said as they flung it at Izuku who jumped and caught it.
"Fine by me but with what?" He asked as he peeked over the other's shoulder to see his closet.
"This!"
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The two boys sat, bored, downstairs. They had been waiting for over an hour for the rest of the group to come downstairs!
"What is taking them so long!?" Axel groaned as he slowly slipped off the sofa, banging his head off the floor.
"Oh, shut up and get off the floor," Damien replied as he looked at the boy who was now scowling at him.
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"You shut up," he said as he sat on the sofa. The two then heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps on the stairs.
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☝︎Izuku's outfit (with no cardigan)☝︎
☝︎Harumi's Outfit☝︎
☝︎Addison's outfit☝︎
☝︎Bethany's outfit☝︎
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"Hey boys," Harumi greeted as she strutted into the living room and sat on Damiens lap, Damien gladly accepted the gesture as he slipped his hands around their waist.
"Holy shit..." Axel whispered as he looked Izuku up and down. Damien snorted as he looked at his friend.
"You've got a little," he said as he pretended to wipe drool off the corner of his mouth with his thumb, Axel shot him a glare before getting up off the sofa, walking over to Izuku, and grabbing his waist.
"Hey?" Izuku questioned as he looked up at Axel in amusement, the white-haired boy bent down so his mouth was level with Izuku's ear.
"Remember how I told you you'd look great in a skirt?" He whispered and Izuku nodded. "I was right, you look hot as fuck," he said as he let go of the boy and walked to the sofa, leaving a flustered Izuku in his wake.
After roughly thirty seconds Izuku realized what happened and shook himself out of his daze, following Axel to the sofa and sitting down beside him as the white-haired boy smirked at him.
"Guys! We need photos!" Addison squealed as they looked at the group. "Izu, give me your phone!" They demanded as they stuck their hand out.
"Sure," Izuku replied as he handed them the phone. "Here."
"What was your pass again?"
"'Dekusquad with a heart emoticon," he answered.
"Meant to ask you last time, but what's a Dekusquad," Damien said as he rested his head in the crook of Harumi's neck.
"It was what my friend group back in Japan called themselves, they're also part of the reason I moved, I've been wanting to change it for ages but I don't know what to change it to," Izuku said as he shrugged his shoulders. Axel put his arm around Izuku's shoulder and Damien smirked.
"What about 'Axel's bitch'," he snickered, instead of becoming flustered like Damien thought he would, Izuku found himself with newfound confidence.
"That can be arranged," he said as he looked at Axel who leaned in closer to the greenette. He had no idea where this newfound confidence stemmed from, he never would have done this back in Japan, he just felt more comfortable around these people, despite only knowing them for a week.
"Oh yeah?" Axel said, leaning in even closer, Izuku could feel his breath on his lips.
"Yeah," he whispered as he discreetly shuffled towards the white-haired male.
"Not to interrupt whatever this is, but I need photos," a loud voice said. Axel whipped his head around to see Addison, their hand on their hip as they shook Izuku's phone.
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"Fine," Axel said, moving his head away from Izuku, Izuku mirrored his movement, moving his head so he was no longer facing Axel but instead had his head on his chest. "Fucking cockblock," Izuku heard the taller male mumble. Addison just glared at him.
"Great!" They sat down on Bethany's lap on the sofa as Damien moved closer to Izuku, Harumi still on his lap. Addison snapped a couple of pictures and gave Izuku back his phone.
"So, is that actually going to be your password?"
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They had just pulled up to the party, they had to take two cars to fit everyone. It was some rich kids' house, it reminded Izuku of something Todoroki or Momo would own. Rainbow lights could be seen from the windows on the bottom floor and there was the faint sound of music as the group of teens made their way up the gravel path to the front door.
Harumi knocked, a brown-haired guy opened the door, took one look at the group, and wolf-whistled before opening the door wide. Damien, Axel, and Bethany all frowned at him as they walked past him and made their way into the house.
The place was extremely noisy and filled with drunk teenagers.
"I'm away to get a drink!" Bethany shouted and the group nodded.
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"Hey, you're the new kid aren't you!" Some guy said as he walked up to Izuku.
"Yeah, what about it?" He replied, raising his eyebrow as he stared at the guy in front of him. The guy was at least two inches taller than him, he wore a skintight white shirt that showed off his muscles, he had black ripped jeans and black boots on with it. His hair was brown and short, it reminded Izuku of a typical jock haircut.
"Well, since your new, you have to compete in a drinking game," he said, the people who stood around them quietened down immensely as they listened to the conversation.
"Sure, what're we playing?" Izulu asked. Nobody else knew this but Izuku actually had a great alcohol tolerance, he had found out when he was at a party in middle school. The guy looked at Izuku and smirked.
"Shots."
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Izuku now sat on a seat at a bar, the guy he had spoken to earlier sat across from him, and basically, everyone who was at the party crowded around them. In front of the two sat twenty shots, ten each.
"Rules are," the guy began as he smirked, "we have to take these ten shots each, as fast as we can, if neither of us are drunk, we do it again until someone passes out, the last person standing wins!" He announced and the crowd cheered.
"Game on."
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They were now on their third round, Izuku quickly downed the shots on the table, the other guy was drunk but he was still going. The bartender poured another round, ten each, and gave them to the two teens. The crowd around them cheered as they started taking the shots. Izuku had become tipsy around the second round, after taking the ten shots that the fourth round consisted of he was drunk. The other guy was worse though. The guy went to say something but as he opened his mouth he vomited over the other side of the bar. He tried to speak again just to vomit over the bar again and then pass out. Izuku had won. He had also become incredibly drunk. He shook his fist in victory as he stumbled into the kitchen in an attempt to find his friends.
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Izuku spotted his friend from across the room, he walked towards him, swaying slightly. His friend, Axel, was also drunk, he was sitting on the sofa with his fifth drink.
"Hey, Axel," Izuku greeted as he sat down beside the other boy.
"Sup, 'Zuku," Axel replied as he set his drink down on the table and looked at the green-haired boy. Izuku moved himself so he was straddling the other boy and leant down to his ear.
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"Wanna finish what we started earlier?" Izuku whispered. Axel didn't bother answering, he instead kissed Izuku, waisting no time to deepen it as he licked his bottom lip, Izuku gasped at the feeling and Axel stuck his tongue into the others' mouth. Their tongues battled for dominance with Axel winning in the end.
After a minute of making out Axel broke the kiss, panting. He made his way to Izuku's neck, kissing, licking and sucking as Izuku began to grind on him.
"F-fuck~" Axel groaned into Izuku's neck as Izuku picked up the pace. Axel was slowly getting harder and Izuku could tell. He leaned in and left a hickey on Izuku's neck, right above his collar bone earning a loud moan.
"Wanna take this upstairs?" He whispered as Izuku continued to grind on him.
"Y-yeah.." He replied, he could feel Axels hard on underneath him. Axel put his arm underneath his ass and lifted him up. They made their way upstairs, still making out.
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(A/N: This is a longer chapter to make up for the shorter one last chapter lmao, I also edited the OC page a bit if you wanna check, I decided Addison will be nonbinary so I fixed all the times I referred to them as 'she' or 'her' some other things have been changed if you wanna check that out. You don't have to, it isn't major but yeah, just letting you know.)
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