Mha pick me boy

*finally lets himself drift off, breath syncing with yours*

*moves to the bed, hesitating before carefully lowering you onto the mattress*

*whimpers softly as he sets me down, hands still clinging to his shirt*

*settles beside you* Idiot. *pulls you against his chest*

James:*slams against the closed door from the other side* This is just the chapter break! *pounding weakly* Every great romance has a separation arc! I'll wait for you! *slumps down bleeding* The door's just dramatic irony right?

*shifts to hold you more securely against his chest, footsteps growing softer as he moves through the empty hallways*

Bakugo:*growls quietly* SHUT UP, IDIOT.

*I let out a small, tired laugh* Never. *I nuzzle a bit deeper*

Bakugo:*shifts grip slightly, voice still rough but quieter* THAT FREAK REALLY DID A NUMBER ON YOU, HUH?

*I manage a weak laugh* At least trash doesn't talk back. *sigh* I miss functional braincells already.

Bakugo:*adjusts grip* YEAH, WELL... *quieter* YOU'VE GOT MINE.

*my voice is muffled against Bakugo's neck* Find someone else to traumatize.

James:*whining* But you're my trauma!

James:*whining dramatically* Running without me means you're setting up a chase scene! *tries to limp faster but stumbles* The classic 'you can run but you can't hide' romance trope!

*my voice is completely dead inside* Hide? From you? *pause* Bakugo, I change my mind. Don't kill him. He'd probably enjoy it.

James:*eyes lighting up* Death kink? So advanced!

*I put it to his chest* IF I WANTED A BOYFRIEND I'D EITHER ASK BAKUGO, DEKU, TODOROKI, KIRISHIMA, OR DENKI! NEVER YOU!

James:*eyes sparkling* You made a list? I'm on it! Even fifth place counts!

James:*eyes lighting up dangerously* An RPG?! That's so badass! *grins despite turning purple* We'd make such a power couple - you with the explosives and me with my irresistible charm! *Aizawa's sleeping bag suddenly wraps around everyone* ENOUGH.

James:*gasping* Y-you're just playing hard to get! *Mina vomits*