Yaoyorozu stood wide eyed and wide mouthed at the sight in front of her.

"Momo, what... is it?" Ochaco asked, her words trailing off when she saw what Yaoyorozu was so shocked at.

"She did not." Mina said in disbelief, staring at the kitchen island.

But the marble counter didn't fascinate her, nor did the white painted wood. What grabbed her attention was the two women laying on the island.

Jiro lay curled into a ball, (Y/N) holding her close. They were both sound asleep, chests rising and falling with their breathing. A stray pink box lay beside them, closed neatly.

Flipping it over carefully, Mina found herself face to face with the Pocky logo.

"You don't think they played the Pocky Game, do you?" Yaoyorozu said.

"Well damn," Mina sighed in defeat. "She won."

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Yaoyorozu flipped the piece of fish in the pan, causing a loud sizzle to echo through the kitchen.

Mina was keeping an eye on the rice that was currently steaming, seeing as she couldn't be trusted to do anything else in fear she would hurt herself.

Ochaco filled her time in making miso soup for them all, which would complete the breakfast they were making.

The girls turned their heads towards the kitchen island when they heard a low groan. They watched as (Y/N) propped herself up on her elbow, rubbing her eyes and looking around.

"What the hell?" She whispered. She looked down and saw the woman that was laying below her, their legs knotted together. She looked back up, considerably more awake than she was a moment ago.

"I swear to god this isn't what it looks like." She said.

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I stood, face still red from earlier as I stood beside Mina and chopped up some vegetables for breakfast. Mina drummed her fingers on the counter, watching the rice cooker.

No one spoke, the sounds of the kitchen doing the speaking for us.

"So," she whispered, filling the silence between us, "how was it?"

I stopped chopping, the knife frozen in midair. "What do you mean?"

"You know," she said, nudging my arm, "kissing Jiro." I widened my eyes and looked at the pink woman in front of me.

"We didn't kiss."

"You didn't kiss?"

"We didn't kiss."

"But the Pocky?"

"The Pocky was present, yes."

"But you didn't kiss?"

"We didn't kiss."

Mina paused. "So you didn't—"

"We didn't kiss." We both paused, eye brows furrowed and mouths slightly open. "You thought we kissed?"

"Can you blame me? You were cuddling on the kitchen counter with a box of Pocky beside you. We thought you had sex on Ochaco's counter."

My eyes widened at Mina's words, turning on my heel to face everyone else in the kitchen.

"You guys thought Jiro and I kissed?"

"You thought we did what?" Jiro exclaimed.

"You were cuddling on my counter!" Ochaco exclaimed in her own defense.

"It was plausible." Yaoyorozu said.

"We didn't kiss." I said slowly.

"We played the Pocky Game, but we didn't kiss." Jiro said. She looked at me and we made eye contact and Jiro burst out laughing.

I quickly joined her as well as Mina. Soon enough we were all laughing at the misunderstanding when a loud beep rang out in the kitchen.

"Oh shit, the rice!"

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Since Mina only watched the rice cook, she was put on dish duty. I stood beside her, drying the dishes she put in front of me. We had eaten breakfast, it currently being around noon. We were alone in the kitchen while everyone cleaned up the house.

She handed me a pot and I ran the towel through it she told me a story about a recent mission.

"So then Kiri just freaking round housed him! Just swung and boom! Down he goes!" She exclaimed.

I laughed at her antics, setting the pot down and grabbing a plate she held out to me.

"Sounds like you and Kirishima work together a lot." I observed.

"We do! We're a power duo, I'm telling ya!" She exclaimed, laughing. We both got quiet, washing and drying in silence.

"Hey," she said after a minute, "I'm sorry that we all assumed you and Jiro kissed. I'm sure you were embarrassed or offended." She avoided looking at me and I took my chance.

"I'm not, trust me. But I can't say I didn't expect it. After all, Operation Liplock is still in place." Mina's eyes went wide and she chuckled nervously.

"You knew?"

"Yep."

She laughed nervously, drying her hands after handing me the last fork.

"Before you ask, I didn't mind. It was fun to tease you all." She turned a hot pink and looked away from me, putting some silverware in a drawer.

"Really? You didn't mind?" She asked.

"Nope!" I exclaimed happily, placing some plates in a cabinet.

We finished putting away the dishes in silence and I followed Mina into the living room.

"She knows." She said, sitting down on the couch.

"She knows about what?" Ochaco asked.

"Operation Liplock." I said, sitting down beside Mina and putting my arm around her.

Everyone looked at me wide eyed as I smirked.

"Alright, who snitched?" Jiro asked, looking around.

"No one did, I overheard you all planning it. I think it's cute." I smiled at them all as the turned pink. Well, some turned pinker.

"Well then girls, our secret is out." Yaoyorozu said, looking down. "You knew the whole time?"

"Yep!"

"Damn." Jiro said, chuckling.

"I thought it was endearing of you all." I said in an effort to ease their embarrassment.

We talked for a while before Yaoyorozu stood from her place on the floor.

"Well, I should go. I have patrol with Tokoyami today." She stated, grabbing her bag. I stood, removing my arm from Mina.

"I should go too. I have to get groceries for the week." Everyone else stood, following us both to the door. I slung my bag over my shoulder and turned to Ochaco.

"Thanks for having me over, I had a great time."

"Any time (Y/N)! Call us anytime!" She wrapped her arms around my neck, bringing me down to her level as we hugged.

We pulled away and I pecked her on the lips, causing her cheeks to light up in color.

"As a thank you." I said, trying hard to control my own blush.

Yep, still got it.

Mina grabbed the neckline of my hoodie, pulling me down and kissed me quickly, Jiro holding me in place by the back of my neck as she did the same.

"What?" She asked once Jiro let me go, "I couldn't let Ochaco have you all to herself."

We laughed a bit as I blushed and waved goodbye. I followed Yaoyorozu out to Nessie, swinging my leg over the seat.

"Well, I'll see you around, yeah?" I asked, smiling at her. Yaoyorozu slipped her hand under my jaw, tilting my face towards hers and placing her lips on mine.

I was frozen in place, my hands still gripping the handles of my bike as Yaoyorozu started moving, turning a kiss into a make out session.

I snapped out of it, putting my hand on the back of her neck to bring her closer and played with her hair.

What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck is happening right now? I'm making out with Yaoyorozu in Ochaco's driveway, what the fUck.

She pulled away, smiling at me.

"I couldn't let them have all the fun."

Spicy.

Fun Fact: (Y/N) is fire resistant due to a quirk she acquired when she was fifteen from a third year support student at U.A. She later used the quirk to perform on the street as a way to earn money without her parents knowing after her expulsion.

I've been working on the plans for the end of the book 👀👀👀

Thoughts for a possible cover? ^👀

Reminder: I'm sorry, what was that? What did you just say? Did you just say you didn't like something about yourself? I'm sorry, that won't stand here. You are gorgeous inside and out and I won't stop saying it till you believe it. I love you all 💞💞

Over and out.