Uhh, so it looks like I'm going to try and update every Tuesday? The day might change, but I'll definitely give a heads up if it does.

Also, I'm actively trying to find a different title for this fic - the more I think about it, the less I like the current one. If/when I find one, I'll probably update and let you know before I change it, and then change it between updates. That being said, if anyone has any suggestions, do let me know! <3

Oh, and I'm gonna start heading the chapters with whoever's perspective it's in just to make it clearer, and in case I end up changing perspectives mid-chapter. :3

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-Kirishima-

"Yo, Kiri! Over here!"

Kirishima's eyes followed the direction of the familiar voice calling his name from across the mess hall to find Kaminari waving at him from their usual table near the windows. With a couple pieces of pizza piled on his plate and a bottle of Dr. Pepper, he sauntered over.

"Hey guys," he said as he slid into his usual seat between Kaminari and Sero, across from Jirou. "How goes it?"

A nod traveled around the table before Kaminari was giving Kirishima a look. "So did ya meet your new roommate yet?"

"Yup. He showed up about an hour ago."

"Wait, you got assigned a roommate?" Sero jumped in. "Why didn't I hear about this?"

"Ah... whoops, I guess I forgot to tell you," Kirishima mumbled with an apologetic laugh. "Sorry 'bout that, but in my defense I only just found out about it last night."

"And you told Kaminari and not me?" Sero grumbled in mock offense, crossing his arms and pushing his lower lip out in a pout.

"Hey, he was with me when I found out!" Kirishima scrambled to say.

Sero's pout didn't last long before he was grinning that stupid, seemingly permanent grin again. "I'm just giving you shit, Kiri. So new roommate, huh? Weird, 'cause I heard a rumor about something weird going on with Iida's roommate just this morning."

"Something weird like what?" Jirou asked as Kirishima dug into his pizza.

"I dunno, exactly, 'cause there are a lot of different rumors surrounding it. I heard from one person that something happened and Iida got him kicked out of school, but someone else said he was probably just getting suspended but that he wouldn't be rooming with Iida anymore," Sero explained. "I don't know what to believe, honestly, but it's some crazy stuff."

"What'd he do for rumors like that to start spreading?" Kaminari asked, clearly intrigued.

"Oh shit, I think I heard something about that," Jirou cut in. "From Mina. She said the dude threatened to kill Iida for some reason."

"Do you guys know who it was?" Kirishima mumbled around a mouthful of pepperoni and cheese.

"Nah, I can't remember his name," Sero mumbled, leaning an elbow on the table. "I think it started with like... a G? Or a B? I think the dude's new this year, though. Ojiro told me he's a senior, too."

Kirishima's pizza crust dropped onto his plate. "His name wasn't Bakugou, was it?"

Sero snapped. "Yep! That's it."

The redhead blinked at his friend for a second; just as he opened his mouth, though, Kaminari nearly exploded. "Dude! I went to middle school with that guy! He's a huge asshole!"

"Yeah?" Sero leaned across the table, already fascinated by more gossip.

"Yeah, man, and he was always getting into trouble and stuff. He'd like, leave class early all the time or barely even show up, and he had a huge temper."

"Damn! No wonder he might be getting kicked out!"

"He didn't get kicked out," Kirishima cut in, drawing all attention back to himself. "He's my new roommate."

"Wait, what?" Sero asked.

"Seriously?" Kaminari said.

"Did you two dunderheads seriously not make that connection?" Jirou said. "I figured it out a good five minutes ago."

"Holy shit, dude," Kaminari said. "That sucks ass."

Kirishima shrugged a shoulder, moving onto his second piece of pizza. "'S not so bad. I mean, I barely met him and yeah, he was in a pretty bad mood when he showed up, but he seemed alright. Not like he wanted to pummel my face in or anything, anyway."

Denki sat back a little, taking a thoughtful sip of his fruit punch. "I mean it has been like three years since middle school. Maybe he's changed."

"If he's changed, why'd he threaten to kill Iida?" Jirou countered.

"Hey, I said that was only a rumor!" Sero defended. "It's probably not true. But Iida definitely did something to get him reassigned."

"Or maybe Iida just doesn't like him and requested he get reassigned."

"You really think the student body president really has that much power?" Kaminari mused. "Damn, maybe I shoulda run." In the blink of an eye, his attention averted back to Kirishima, who was still busy stuffing his face with pizza. "So what's he like, man?"

"I dunno," mumbled Kirishima with another shrug. He took a second to finish chewing before saying, "Like I said, I barely met him, but he seemed fine." As he spoke, he fiddled with the cap of his Dr. Pepper bottle, eyes away from the others.

"Dude." Kaminari's hand came down onto the table. "You're blushing."

"What?!" Kirishima's head snapped up. "No I'm not!"

Sero snorted; even Jirou sported a grin. "You totally have a thing for him, don't you?" Sero said.

"How the hell would I? I just met him!" Kirishima defended quickly. "I don't even know him yet!"

"But you're still blushing," Jirou said.

Kirishima stuffed his hands under the table. "So I think he's attractive, what do you want from me?" he grumbled in admittance.

"Nah man, nothin' wrong with that," Kaminari said, clapping him on the shoulder. "Thinkin' back, I could totally see him being your type."

"You haven't seen him since middle school, Denki," Jirou deadpanned.

"So? Kiri likes blondes who're a little rough around the edges." Denki's amber irises fell on his friend. "But aside from that, be careful, alright man? I don't want you getting into trouble 'cause of him or something since you're rooming with him now."

"What are you, my older brother?" Kirishima joked. "I'll be fine. I think Mr. Aizawa assigned him to be with me 'cause he trusts me. Can't go ruining that, now can I?"

"I'm just looking out for you, man."

"'Preciate it, dude." Kirishima downed the last of his soda before crumpling the bottle in his fist and folding his empty plate in half. "Anyway, you guys wanna head to the game room or something?"

"Hell yeah!" Sero said.

"I actually promised Mina I'd meet her back in the lounge after dinner," Jirou said. "Guess she's having boy troubles and needs my advice."

"Awh, but I wanted to kick your ass at air hockey, babe," moaned Kaminari as the four of them stood and headed for the trash cans near the entrance to the mess hall.

"You know damn well that you can't kick my ass at anything in the game room, Denki," the girl shot back with a smug grin in Kaminari's direction. "Just kick Kiri's ass instead," she said, reaching up for a quick kiss from her boyfriend.

"Hey, I'm not that bad at air hockey!" Kirishima was quick to defend.

"If you're worse than Kaminari, you're pretty bad," Sero said apologetically, clapping a hand onto the redhead's shoulder.

Their banter continued as they left the mess hall; it was a while before Jirou finally managed to break herself off from them after Kaminari insisted upon what felt to Kirishima like six thousand kisses—all of which he was teased about.

"What? Just 'cause you guys are single means I don't get to have any fun?" he grumbled.

"Nah, it just means we get to have fun giving you shit for it," Kirishima told him with a grin as the three of them continued down the sidewalk toward the rec hall.

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"Alright guys, we should probably head in," Kirishima said after yet another loss at air hockey (he'd lost count after the seventh or eighth).

"Aw, you're just bowing out 'cause you keep losing!" Kaminari taunted. "You're never gonna get better if you keep quitting."

"Oh, shut it, blondie!" Kirishima joked, hooking an arm around Kaminari's head and planting a fist into his hair. "I just gave you two hours of practice so you can finally try to beat Jirou, so you're welcome."

Laughing, Denki playfully shoved the redhead off of him. "True, true. Hey, you up for another round, Sero? I'm not ready to head back yet."

"You're on!" Sero challenged, jumping up from the couch.

"'Kay, I'll see ya guys later!" Kirishima called as he headed for the door.

"See ya in class, man," Kaminari called after. "And hey!" Halfway out the door, Kirishima turned. "You should totally find out what your new roomie did to get reassigned!"

"'S none of my business, man. If you two old ladies wanna know, ask him yourself."

"You're no fun!"

Kirishima was still chuckling as the door swung shut behind him and he headed back toward the boys' dorm. Truth be told, he was pretty damn curious himself about what Bakugou had done to get reassigned himself, especially after hearing all those rumors. But it really wasn't his business, and he wasn't about to start being nosy.

Thinking back, didn't really know what he'd been expecting when he learned he was being assigned a roommate; just as Kaminari, his initial assumption was that the school was getting a transfer student. Aizawa had personally shown up to his room while he and Kaminari had been in the middle of a Rick and Morty marathon to let him know he was being assigned a roommate, but gave no further information about it. After that, Kirishima had been too busy making sure the unoccupied half of the room was clean enough for another person to think too much more about it, and the next thing he knew, Aizawa was showing up at his door with a very scowling Bakugou.

Almost as soon as Kirishima had opened the door a set of unfamiliar red eyes were looking him over as he greeted the principal, and the blonde immediately struck him as attractive. If the crimson eyes smudged with eyeliner weren't enough to make him think so, the completely unruly blonde hair, facial piercings, and angular face definitely were.

Knowing what he now did—between the rumors spread by Sero and Kaminari's comments about him from when he'd gone to junior high with Bakugou—didn't change a thing. They were just rumors after all, and as Kaminari had said, three years could definitely change a person. Kirishima was the type of guy to give someone the benefit of the doubt and definitely not one to base his first impression off of silly rumors and opinions of others. Besides, it was nice to finally have a roommate; being honest, having a room all to himself wasn't all it cracked up to be. Rumors and whatnot aside, Kirishima was looking forward to getting to know his new roommate.