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"Hitooooshiiiiii!" You taunted the poor guy for the millionth time.

The city was covered in fresh snow. Hitoshi held your hand tightly as you made your way through the vision of white. The two of you left school bundled up in layers; coats, boots and gloves, but you could tell it still wasn't enough for Shinso.

"No..." he said.

"Why not?" You frowned, "You're no fun."

You were about to pass a park that had plenty of untouched snow to play with. To make your point even further, you started slowing down, forcing Shinso to drag you along.

Shinso sighed, "Its just... cold! And it's wet. It's cold and wet."

"Just a quick snowball fight?"

He grumbled.

"ONE snowball! And I won't bug you anymore. I'll even buy you dinner... if you win that is," you challenged him, playfully.

His brow raised, "Confident, are we?"

You smiled and shrugged, "I just want to get you to play with me."

"Hmm..." he stopped. He still didn't look too happy about it, but you could sense that your pestering was wearing him down.

"Fine," Shinso tilted his head all the way back, "But I want something else if I win."

"What?"

"You'll have to play to find out," he grinned.

"That sounds dangerous," you glared in suspicion, "But okay!"

You ripped your hand out of his and ran to the nearest bush for cover. Because you were a huge dork, you giggled like a child ready to do something naughty. Once you formed a few sturdy snowballs, you slowly peered over the hedge and looked for your purple enemy.

You felt a presence behind you and heard the crunching of snow. Quickly, you used the moves you learned from training. You grabbed, who you thought was Shinso, by the arm and rolled them over your shoulder, straddled them and prepared to snowball them in the face.

Instead of purple, you saw Pink. Mina was wide-eyed but smiled nervously, "Nice reflexes, (Y/N)! But uh, whatcha doin?"

You gasped, "Mina! I'm sorry I almost pulverized your face!"

"That's okay!" She laughed, "Glad to see all our hard work at UA is paying off. I pity the fool who tries to jump you. But really - what are you doing?"

You suddenly remembered your snowball fight and ducked. Luckily, you and Mina were close enough friends that she didn't freak out when your face was practically in her boobs.

A snowball narrowly missed your head and exploded in a cloud of snow.

"Are we under attack!" Mina shrieked.

"Yes!" You said.

Your heart dropped when you finally saw a figure in purple appear next to you, but you realized you didn't have to look up very far. The figure was much shorter, but probably not any less dangerous than Shinso's snowballs.

"This... has been...the best Christmas... ever," Mineta drooled as he looked down at you and Mina, still in a very compromising position.

"Beat it, creeper!" Mina said.

"No way! I need a photo first - oof!"

A rather hard snowball smashed against the back of Mineta's head, and he face-planted into the snow.

Ha! Now Shinso will reveal himself...

But no. You still couldn't see your friend anywhere. Instead, you saw Kirishima off in the distance. His red hair and coat made him easily noticeable.

"Totally uncool to have a snowball fight without us, (Y/N)!" He said, "Now its personal!"

Your cover was useless now. Before he could prepare another snowball, you grabbed Mina and pulled her up. Together, you laughed and ran away as quickly as you could to your next hiding spot.

"Get back here!" Kirishima launched another snowball.

But Mina was quick to deflect. She created acid from her hands and aimed it at the oncoming snowball. It fizzled and evaporated in midair.

Mina beamed and gave you a flirty wink, "I may have a disadvantage holding the snowballs but I'll protect you - no problem!"

Another snowball came flying by and Mina melted it with ease. This time it came from another direction. A group of boys from your class and class 1B had spotted you all playing.

"What childish revelry!" Monoma shouted for the world to head, "Has your class truly fallen so low as to enjoy such-"

Before he could finish, a snowball as big as him smashed into him. Everyone froze, except for Kendo, who tossed another giant snowball in her enlarged hand.

"Girls against boys!" She said. Her orange ponytail whipped around her face as she threw the next snowball with great force.

Like bowling pins, the boys huddled together either got splatted or toppled over.

"Kendo you're amazing!" Mina cheered.

And just like that, your simple fight with Shinso turned into an all out war on the playground. It wasn't quite like UA where you could use your quirks as much as you liked, but you were all fairly skilled in dodging and attacking that it still felt like hero training.

Even Iida, who you thought would detest such irreverence in public, was going hard with the snowballs, "I can't say that I approve of our roughhousing, however," his leered beneath his glasses, "I refuse to be defeated by cute and fluffy elements!"

Luckily, more girls from your class and class B showed up, but even with Mina and Kendo on their own you were handling the boys no problem.

You were on your own after dodging a flurry of attacks from Iida, when you spotted sweet little Izuku nervously making his way around the war zone.

Like a predator in the shadows, you leapt out in time to snatch your prey, "You're mine, Deku!"

Your snowball rolled off your fingers as you hurled it at that green, bushy head. Izuku cringed, but you saw something else too. His "hero" face, as you called it, when the nervous little broccoli found his determination and looked scary even.

He ducked just in time, but you couldn't stop your momentum from running into him. Izuku used almost your same move you used against Mina and forced you to the ground.

His green eyes were above you. His hands pinned your wrists to the ground. The snow felt cold against your neck as you struggled to get the upper hand.

Izuku wasn't glaring anymore. His face relaxed, and then turned to horror and embarrassment. His already pink, chilled face turned hot and flushed.

As you fought to get your hands free, you remembered just how strong Izuku really was. For some reason, maybe due to his adorable nature, you forgot his quirk and his power. You weren't even sure he was using his quirk to keep you trapped right now, but he was plenty strong on his own.

"IMSOSORRYAREYOUOKAY?!" He asked.

You had to admit, seeing him this aggressive with you was interesting. Training never presented an opportunity for you two to go head-to-head yet.

"I'm fine, Deku," you smiled, "I just forget how strong you are."

Your compliment did nothing to help his reddening face. Still, he hadn't released you yet. You weren't sure if he was paralyzed in fear or...

"Ahhhhhh!"

Izuku was suddenly ripped off you. But when he disappeared, you didn't see anyone holding him up. Instead, he was being dragged through the snow by a long piece of rope.

Not rope...

"Oh shit!" You turned, but it was too late.

Shinso's scarf wrapped around both of your hands, tying them together. You attempted to pry them apart but to no avail. It was like your hands were permanently glued.

"Surrender," you heard Shinso's deep voice.

Izuku was buried in a pile of cold snow that he created when his body was dragged, but next to it was Shinso, who finally decided to show himself.

"Never," you grinned.

He returned the smile with the same, if not more, deviousness. The scarf wrapped around his elbow and he reeled you in like a fish.

You dug your heels into the snow. It was futile, without the use of your hands you couldn't make a snowball. But being defiant was fun.

With one last tug, you were back in Shinso's arms. He gazed down at you with a cool satisfaction, "Will you surrender now?"

You thought of a few ways to kick his ass - trip him up, tie him with his own scarf - but right now, you wanted to give in to him. His lopsided grin melted your heart as his indigo eyes searched your face for an answer.

"I guess you win, Hitoshi," you feigned a dramatic sigh, "You're simply too much for me."

"Me?" He scoffed, "You're the exhausting one."

You stuck out your bottom lip, "That's not very nice."

Shinso shrugged, "It's not very nice making me chase you around."

Now you weren't sure if you were still discussing snowballs.

You cleared your throat. The fight was still raging on elsewhere but it felt like a bubble surrounded you and Shinso, shielding you from the world.

"Okay, well," you said, "What do you want now that I let you win."

"Oh!" He pulled you in tighter to his chest. Your bound hands were crushed between his chest and your collar, "Let me win? Do I need to make this more official?"

You shook your head, giggling and shivering from the cold. The sound of your laugh melted his expression into a warm smile.

"I want," he hesitated, "I want to brainwash you..."

You stared blankly, "Brainwash me? But why?"

"It's kind of a secret."

"What kind of secret?!"

He leaned in close, but it wasn't like you had to whisper as no one was close enough to hear anyway, "Do you trust me?"

He was being serious! You gapped and felt like an idiot when you couldn't form words. What was he going to make you do? Dance like a monkey? Or... something pervy?!

No... Your eyes met his. He wouldn't do anything to hurt you. You used your quirk on him plenty, and he trusted you not to kill him.

It saddened you how nervous it still made you to put so much faith in Shinso. But you knew that, in a weird way, it would mean a lot to him.

"Fine..." you sighed, "Just don't make me do anything freaky."

"I'd rather you be coherent for anything like that," he snickered.

"Eh?"

Your mind went blank.

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You blinked.

It was like waking from a dream and forgetting that you slept over at a friend's house. Except you were standing. You gasped and took in the scene around you.

How much time had passed? Where were you? What were you... wearing?!

You were in a small living space. It was dark outside and snowing, as the window to your left showed, but inside was toasty. Instead of lights decorating the house outside, Christmas lights sparkled all around you. It looked like an intimate library and the shelves were lined with white, twinkling lights. A table sat low to the ground and was set up with various sweets - your favorite, when you took a closer look.

And your outfit...

"The hell...?" You pinched the soft material sticking to your arms and legs.

"Like it?"

You whirled around and saw a cocky grin attached to a very cozy looking Shinso. He sat with one leg crossed on a black sofa. His hair was as wild as ever, but his outfit made him look like one of those rich guys in the winter sitting at home, most likely drinking scotch. Really, it was a simple fitted gray sweater and black pants, but in the ambiance, you felt like you were in a winter, romance movie and he was the lead love interest.

"...What happened?!" You remembered earlier that day. The snowball fight, Shinso winning, and you letting yourself be under his mind control. You glared, "I said nothing freaky, Shinso!"

"We haven't gotten freaky, yet," he said.

"I'm clearly not in my clothes from earlier!"

"You're plenty capable of changing yourself," he tried to hold his smooth demeanor but cracked when he snorted a laugh.

"It's not funny!" But you couldn't help but smile, "I look ridiculous."

"You don't like footie pajamas?"

"They're hideous," you laughed, "I look like Christmas got drunk and threw up all over the place."

"That was my only naughty scheme," Shinso said, "The rest I think you'll like. Hopefully."

"You did all this?" You asked, "When did you have the time?"

"You were brainwashed so I didn't have to worry about you peeking."

Now that you weren't alarmed, the room was less intimidating. You noticed all the little details Shinso added that made him think of you. A stack of your favorite movies sat on a small television, you already saw your favorite treats, even flowers you liked were sitting in several thin vases scattered about the room.

"Why did you..." you held your hands close to your chest.

Shinso got up from the couch and pulled you into his chest. You retuned his hug and let out a sigh when his hands traced your back and held you tightly.

"Because I love you, stupid."

"What kind of confession is that!" You snapped. But you weren't upset enough to stop what happened next.

He ignored your sassy comment and immediately captured your lips with his. Like it was the most natural thing in the world, you melted into the kiss and relaxed your hands against his chest.

His tongue explored your mouth as soon as you allowed access. Your body was warm, inside and out. The familiar, sweet dizziness took over your brain and you parted from the kiss.

"You trying to brainwash me again?" You asked.

"Not with my quirk, no," he chuckled.

"What would you do..." you looked up at him with curiosity, "If I wanted you to brainwash me, what would you have me do? Right now."

His cheeks became pink, "Why are you asking something like that?"

"I don't know," you admitted, "I guess... I want to see into your mind."

"That's not a good idea."

But something inside of you really wanted to know. The part of you that normally panicked and jumped ship whenever those thoughts entered your head was becoming smaller, and more quiet.

"Show me? Just one thing..." you said, "That's going on in your head."

Shinso's blushing was out of control, but you felt his hands shaking in anticipation, "Are you sure..? You don't like it when I use it on you."

"I might like it... just today," you shrugged but were feeling nervous yourself.

His deep voice shook along with his body, "I regret putting you in these pajamas now."

You snickered, finding, perhaps a devious, enjoyment from watching Shinso slowly coming undone in front of you.

"Not my idea," you teased.

"(Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

You blinked again.

Only seconds had passed this time. Now, you and Hitoshi were on the couch together. You were in your undergarments - the ugly pajamas had disappeared. Shinso was bare chested an breathing heavily. His lip was in a tight line as he held you close. Your legs were on either side of his lap and your hands rested on his shoulders.

"So..." you voice cracked, "This is it?"

"What?"

"This is all that was in your head?" You smiled, but you were shaking too.

"Definitely not," he scoffed.

He closed his eyes and you resumed kissing. His hands clamped around your thighs and his kisses became more aggressive and desperate. It would've frightened you if your body wasn't totally responding to this.

When you instinctively moved your hips, you felt a growl travel from his chest to his mouth, "Quit it! Unless you don't want me to stop," he said.

You both paused and gathered your senses. For you, it was already too late. Your body craved his touch. If he stopped, if you ran away again, you would surely perish. The aching need demanded to be satisfied.

Slowly, you moved your hips again, this time with a devilish smile.

"I love you too, Hitoshi..." you said.

His lust-filled expression morphed into something more. Those leering eyes softened, revealing his deepest feelings he hid from the world, even from you. You had accepted him. In every way.

"You're in trouble now, kitten," he leaned into your neck and sucked on your sweet spot until it was raw and marked by his affection.

"Oh? More brainwashing?" You tried to jest, but it faltered. You were consumed with thoughts of Shinso. Warm, sweet, loving, and tantalizing thoughts.

He chuckled. His hands slid from your ass and up your spine, then back to your hips, "No. You'll want to be around for this..."

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