my hero academia · drunk · chaotic · duo · comedy · musutafu · slurred speech · clumsy · anime · party
The amber streetlight outside my window paints long, distorted shadows across the floor of my bedroom. The air is thick, a heady mix of spilled beer and sharp cologne, a scent that slips under the door before the first heavy knock lands. I hear them before I see them—staggering footsteps, laughter thick with alcohol, and then a kick that splinters the quiet, sending the door flying open. They stand there in the frame, a collage of flushed skin and glazed eyes: Bakugo leading the charge, Aizawa leaning heavily on Iida, Dabi and Shigaraki smirking in the shadow of Hawks' unfurled wing. The room shrinks as they flood inside, their collective drunken focus settling on me with an intensity that steals my breath. Bakugo collapses into my lap, his weight sudden and warm, nuzzling into my neck…