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CONSENT | BAKUSQUAD
SUMMARY → what the bakusquad does in ways of making sure you are okay; aka how do they communicate consent.
CHARACTERS → ashido mina, bakugou katsuki, jirou kyouka, kaminari denki, kirishima eijiro, sero hanta
i. ASHIDO MINA
has had many talks about consent with you before your relationship started, because of that she feels like she knows a lot more about you. still you two never had that conversation since you started going out and is not quite sure how to bring it up. so instead she just goes slow; making sure that there is always a moment for you to tell her you want to stop and will do so immediately when you even show the slightest signs of hesitation. there is no world where she wants the love of her life to be uncomfortable and definitely not by her or her actions.
ii. BAKUGOU KATSUKI
you never really talked about consent before, but just like ashido he goes slow making sure you can always tell him to stop. he is uncharacteristically gently in these moments as he wants you to know that if you want him to stop, you can tell him and he won’t be mad, but is kind of too awkward and prideful to put that in words.
iii. JIROU KYOKA
the two of you have a relationship where you can look at each other and just know what the other is thinking. and she uses that as she keeps glancing at you every time the two of you move a little further. continuously making sure you are comfortable and when she sees any sign of hesitation she instantly stops and apologises; even when you reassure her that you are just a little nervous, she is still worried, and it is incredibly endearing how far she will go to make sure you are always sure in any physical encounter you two might find yourselves.
iv. KAMINARI DENKI
mans went it with guns blazing; like he finally got you to say yes to being his girlfriend after a bit of dating and thinks it is an open invitation to you. when he kisses you again and he feels your hesitation he immediately remembers that he never even asked you if you were okay with any of this. he is incredibly sorry and apologises for so long. after it he will not initiate any of the physical encounters to make sure whenever you two take that step again it is completely on your terms.
v. KIRISHIMA EIJIRO
straight up just asks you; he does not want to feel it out. it doesn’t matter if it’s your first time together or the hundred time. is a firm believer of; ‘just because their s/o said yes before does not mean it is a yes now.’ which is exactly how consent works. asking for consent is incredibly manly and hot.
vi. SERO HANTA
as soon as he feels like you two get into a little more deeper kisses he opens up the consent book; and asks you everything you are comfortable with and uncomfortable with. he does not want you to feel pressured to do anything just because it seemed like he wanted it; and honestly that just made you feel incredibly save.
MASTERLIST | KO-FI | TAGLIST → @tsukkisbae
𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. 2001 recordings of you and your bf being 17 (majorly inspired by the song sweater weather by the neighborhood).
𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. kaminari x reader
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. fluff, quirkless au,
𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.
The video begins with kaminari panning the camera angle at the sky that somewhat matched a flame pea he saw the other day. It was a cloudy evening, but regardless still pretty hot and radiant.
He lowers it abruptly to make it look at his feet on the heated sand that pushed out in-between the spaces between his toes whenever he clutched them, flashing the yellowish-orange sun in its perfect conclusion, and the spirited waves of the ocean mimicking the atmosphere's color.
Then, he shifts it at you.
The camera's excellence has a low-quality fuzziness which makes most things a little... Gray and 'wonky'. You, however, look just as glamorous either way.
You're wearing denim overalls with a single embroidery of the Mickey Mouse on the front pouch, and a white shirt underneath. The white flip-flops you bought at Macy's were abandoned, just like his. Except he couldn't remember where he got his. Maybe from a garage sale.
What he decided to wear ―or more like just randomly thrown on― was a plain amber poncho, Xanadu green polo shorts, and a similar green bucket hat. He also has a recent bandaid on his unharmed freckled nose, something to make him look cooler.
He would rather be playing Crash Bandicoot or Ace Attorney than recording the slowly progressing sunset clouds or burying his feet into the pleasant feeling of the sand. But, if you were going to be there you bet that he would take any alternative to spend time with you, even if you invited him to just watch something as boring as watching paint dry.
You begin to notice the lasting camera directed at your face and a surge of heat rushed from your neck up, stretching a broad flustered smile from those lips.
"Hey, stop recording me!" you squealed, reaching for the Sony Handycam then pointing it away from your face.
The video doesn't show, but he gives off the vastest smile ―revealing his dimples― and drapes an arm around your shoulders. Kaminari kisses the station where your head and neck joins then he ends the video recording, taking out the tape.
It's now 2021 and the both of you are now 36. The world isn't the same as it used to be; better camera quality, the same beach you both visited was filled with litter, and an alarming amount of stupidity spreading like a pandemic. Nonetheless, Kaminari, mature yet still as goofy as he was in his youth, never found his love for you to weaken but instead thrive over the years.
And he'll continue to feel this way for the next 19 years.
⁀➷ FLIRT | D. KAMINARI
pairings. Denki Kaminari x Fem!Reader
genre. fluff, humor, fuck boy au
warnings. cussing, suggestive themes
random texts between you and your kinda fuck boy kinda friend, denki kaminari.
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Kaminari x Reader: Princess
Summary: When Class 1A has a campfire on night take the stress off the students, your boyfriend, Denki, neglects you. Your plan to gain his attention succeeds, but only because you are his truly princess.
Rating: SFW
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 3k
A/N: I wrote this a while ago and I thought I’d give it a shot posting this...
Three frantic knocks in your front door to your dorm caused you to bound up from your seat at your desk. You stumbled to the door, hardly containing your excitement. In seconds, you had twisted open the door handle and swung the door into the room. The smile on your face grew more than tenfold as you met the bright starry yellow eyes of your boyfriend. Damn, did his eyes remind you of all the stars and suns combine into concentrated irises. His very own smile caused yours to grow, and to think he was yours took your breath away every time you saw him.
“Hey, Princess,” he smirked, his faint electrical freckles shining as his face shifted, “Are you ready to go?”
His hand stretched out for yours, exiting the pocket of his green-grey jeans (he’s wearing the outfit in the picture). Your grip tightened around his hand as soon and he took it from the door handle. Hand holding had to be one of your favourite things to do with him.
“I’ve been ready for ages, Denki,” you laughed, gesturing to yourself. The hair you had Momo neatly do up had small strands falling from the style, curling in small ringlets around your face. “My hair is falling out already. I’ll have to get Momo to redo it.”
“Nope,” Denki smiled, “I think it looks better like that anyway. But I’m sorry I took so long, Y/N. It took me a while to retune this bad boy.”
Denki’s free hand flew around behind him and smack the guitar in it’s black case hanging on his back. His talent playing the guitar was a large secret to everyone, including you. He hadn’t played it in ages, but brought it to the dorms as he thought he might pick it up again. However, with the stress of being a student at UA getting to him, the guitar sat in the back of his wardrobe, collecting dust. That was until the fateful day when Seri and Kirishima decided to try and prank him by hiding in his wardrobe and jumping out to scar him. However, Kirishima and Sero were so cramped inside that they ended up falling out of the doors, bringing down the cased guitar with them.
Those two had never seen Kaminari so angry in their lives. He thought they had broken the guitar that he held as a prized possession, even if he no longer knew how to play. Kirishima continued to hold it against him after he explained how he used to play but forgot due to school. So he spilled the tea to Jiro, who helped bring Kaminari back on track and retaught him how to play.
“Okay,” you sighed, “I’ll forgive you for that.”
Denki tilted his head towards the elevator, “Come on, we should probably head down there. Are you sure you will be warm enough?”
“Yep,” you stepped out of yours room, readjusting your grip in his hand and swinging your dorm door closed, “Well, if I do get cold, you can give me your jacket.”
Denki began leading you to the elevator, “Nope, not going to happen, Princess.”
“What, why? That’s what boyfriends do!” You reached out to press the level one button on the elevator and it arrived almost immediately after. Both of you entered the elevator and you rolled your eyes as the doors shut again.
“Y/N, I love you,” he grabbed both of your hands and turned your pouting face towards him, “but this is my favourite jacket. I’m not letting anyone take it. Tough love, baby.”
The furrow between your eyebrows grew tighter at his words, as you stuck your bottom lip out further. You knew what gets him. Denki couldn’t resist your pouty face as he could never stand seeing you be upset.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Denki mused, “We need to hurry to join the others.”
The two of you left the elevator, passing through the common room to the courtyard out the back of Hero’s Alliance. Soft chattering of familiar voices of your classmates came from the soft ambient glow from the campfire Momo thought would relax everyone after stressful schoolwork. Orange light flooded the courtyard, the fire flickering through shades of yellow, orange and red. Small embers drifted up in the cloud of smoke that dissipated once it reached a certain height. Chairs had been moved to circulate the campfire, littered with your classmates all eating or roasting marshmallows.
Denki stood next to the door, sashaying his hand through the doorway, “After you, Princess.”
“Why, thank you,” you mocked a bow, a small giggle escaping your lips as he followed behind you. The cold hit you immediately, but the radiance of the fire pulsed heat in your direction to make up for it.
“Hey!” A familiar head of red hair, not spiked up like usual, but a bandana wrapped around the flat hair, ran towards you, “Y/N, Kaminari! I roasted some marshmallows for you.”
From behind his back, he pulled out two marshmallows, speared through the middle. One was beautifully crisp and brown, the gooey inside tripped down the stick. The other held a charcoal black colour that cracked to display the gooey-ness on the inside. It was more of a liquid than a solid by the way it was roasted.
Kirishima handed the charcoal-like one to Denki and the nicely roasted one to you, “Just the way you guys like it.”
Your mouth dropped, “You like it that way? You monster.”
Denki simply shrugged, not offended by your comment. His hand that held your hand slipped out of your grip and around your shoulders as he gnawed down on the pitch black marshmallow. You lifted your eyes up to catch sight of his bright yellow orbs glistening in delight at his crusty treat - that should not be that crusty in your opinion. Even though his way of roasting marshmallows was completely wrong, you ignored it if only you could see the look in his eyes.
In record time, Denki had scuffed down the mallow and chucked the stick with small strings of marshmallow slipping down it into the fire. “Let’s sit, Princess.”
Using the arm around your shoulders to guide you, your boyfriend slipped around to the other side of the campfire. You took a seat on the log that had been rolled to act as a seat. To your left, you smiled at Mina, who lunged an arm around you and squeezed you into her side to great you. She quickly turned back to talk with Sero as your Pikachu of a boyfriend sat on your right. The guitar strap slid off his shoulder as he rested the guitar between you and him.
You sat with one of Denki’s hands on your knee as you completely devoured the marshmallow on your stick. Once you had finished, you chucked the barren stick into the campfire.
When Denki’s face - lit up with the orange glow of the fire - turned towards you with a smirk, a small amount of fear slipped into your mind. You knew that smirk too well.
“Hey, Princess,” Denki mused.
“Yeah..?” You answered, sceptical to answer.
“What do you call it when you murder one of your friends?”
“Why would I ever do that? We’re training to become heroes!”
“Just say “what”, Y/N.”
“Okay, fine... What do you call it?”
“Homie-cide! Get it? Homie? Homicide? Homie-cide?”
A really long exaggerated sigh stringed out of you mouth, but you couldn’t help let a small chuckle fall from your slightly blueing lips, “I hate you...”
“Don’t be like that!” His arm wrapped around your shoulders to pull you into a tight side hug. The smile on his face made you regret saying that as his contagious giggling erupted from his throat. “It was good, come on.”
Another sigh left your lips as you leaned up to kiss him on the temple, “I’ll give you that one. It did get me a little.”
“Hey,” Denki caught your face in his hand before you could turn away, “You missed.”
Before you could protest, he dove in for a quick but skilful kiss to your lips. It always left you momentarily stunned whenever he did that. Whenever he took you by surprise with a small kiss, he never failed to take your breath away, make your heart triple it’s heartbeat, and make you blush like crazy. A goofy smile illuminated both of your faces as you gave him a small shove in the shoulder.
“Hey, Kaminari,” Jirou’s voice cut Denki’s bubbly giggle off as she came to stand before the two of you, “Your guitar is ready, yeah? We could sing a couple songs soon, maybe.”
“Yeah! I was born ready.”
“Oh, I also came to ask if either of you guys wanted a hot chocolate? Todoroki’s taking some orders for Sato.”
You straightened your posture at the thought of the warmth flushing throughout your insides, and the chocolate aroma. Not that you wanted to admit it, but you knew that Denki had been right about these clothes not being warm enough. “That’d be great if you could tell him I wanted one.”
“Hmm, I’ll pass,” Denki replied.
“No problem, Y/N,” Jirou bounced on her heals as she turned away, “I’ll go tell him. I’ll be back.”
It was only about five minutes into joining whatever conversation Mina was having with Sero before you saw Todoroki with a tray of a dozen or so hot chocolates, struggling to slide open the glass door. His nose was scrunched up as he tried to juggle the tray on one hand. Placing a hand onto Denki’s knee, you let him know you were leaving. You speed-walked to the door, rounding around the campfire and sliding the door open for Todoroki.
The relief that flowed through his face made you chuckle as you caught the tray before it tilted, “I got it, Todoroki.”
“Thank you, Y/N,” he nodded his head slightly, readjusting his grip on the tray, “Did you order one of these?”
“Yeah, I did,” you gleefully answered, “I could never turn down one of these.”
Taking the closest mug, to let your senses adjust to the warmth of the drink as you took a quick sip. Being conscious of burning your mouth, you took another just a quickly. The smell had you entranced as you stepped out of the way for Todoroki to step through the door. You slid it closed behind him, turning around to spy something that made your heart drop a small bit.
On the other side of the campfire, Jirou sat in your seat, a little too close to Denki as you would like. His guitar no longer had its case on as it lay down on his lap. The neck lay down on Jirou’s as she inspected the strings, making sure they were all in tune. Every now and then, their fingers would brush over each other’s. Accidentally, of course...
The overwhelming jealously held you to the ground. You couldn’t move as you were forced to watch them exchange conversation that close together.
Jirou was one of your closest friends, you knew she would never do you wrong like that. After all, she always seemed completely disinterested in Denki and you trusted him as his girlfriend. However, you knew they were going to perform together at the campfire. They spent many late nights together practicing; on the nights you usually spent with him in your own dorm.
No, you were jealous.
Jirou wouldn’t do that, and neither would Denki.
“Y/N?” Todoroki stepped in front of your gaze, breaking your line of sight to your boyfriend, “Are you okay? You spaced out?”
Blinking multiple times, you quickly glanced around at your surroundings to find that Todoroki had the vacant tray underneath his arm. How long had you been staring at them?
You met his duel coloured eyes, about to answer him when the soft strumming of Denki’s guitar ripped the words from your mouth. All of your classmates turned their heads in his direction, the skilful plucking of strings having the same effect on them also. Soft humming also vibrated from Denki’s throat, surprising you. You never realised he could produce a melody from his voice, even though it was buttery to begin with.
Beside him, Jiro began to sway as Denki’s soft rhythm came the part of the song with lyrics. Jiro’s even softer voice joined in with your boyfriends melody, singing the lyrics familiar to most of the class. You stared from the other side of the campfire at Denki. His yellow eyes flickered between his plucking fingers, his other hand up the neck of the guitar, and Jiro to his left - right where you should be.
The crease between your eyebrows doubled as they reached the chorus. He joined her in song, their angelic voices fit together perfectly.
An unsettling bubbling in your gut made you dizzy as you took a sip from your hit chocolate. Sitting down and leaning up against the door to the dorms, you rested your head on your free hand. You couldn’t find the strength or courage to look back towards Denki and Jiro. The wind made you shiver as the two of them as sang the chorus again.
That was when a plan formed in your mind.
You stayed silent as Denki finished his guitar solo and Jiro finished singing. The class erupted in cheers and applause. You clapped your hand onto the one holding your mug and took the opportunity to activate your plan.
“Todoroki,” you called out.
Your classmate turned back around to find you one the floor, “Yes, Y/N?”
“Could you do me a favour?” You inquired, taking another sip of the hot drink in your fingers.
“Yeah.”
“Could you make me cold?”
“You want me to use my ice on you?” His face turned to look at yours, a small knit between his eyebrows - almost unnoticed.
You lifted a hand, “Not ice... but you can cool me down with just your hand. Right?”
“Yes, I can...”
“Great!” You opened your arms, inviting Todoroki to touch you. A hesitant hand landed on your shoulder, encrusting in a thin layer of ice. Shivers ran down your arm, immediately experiencing a change in temperature. Todoroki quickly pulled back, noticing your sudden shiver.
“Would you like me to keep going?” He asked.
“Yeah,” you nodded, gesturing to your other shoulder.
The same hand landed on your other shoulder, repeating the slight application of ice. The hand slipped over to rest on your upper back momentarily, sending a sharp shiver down your back.
“That’s good,” you smiled, “Maybe even my legs?”
“Uhh...”
The awkwardness and hesitance was evident on Todoroki’s face. There was no doubt he knew about you and Denki dating, everyone knew being the loudest couple in UA. He was as dull as a brick. There was no way he would have picked up that you were using the cold to get to Denki. He certainly didn’t even notice the subtle glances between Denki and Jiro that had caused you to do this while they were singing.
Only the tips of Todoroki’s fingers slid over your thigh slightly as he kneeled down to your level. Cold flushed through your legs as he passed his hand over to the other. Todoroki continued to glance up at your face, making sure he wasn’t passing any boundaries.
The look of satisfaction of your working plan caused Todoroki to pull back, “Is that okay?”
“Yes, that’s brilliant,” you shivered again, “Thank you, Todo.”
“Um, anytime?”
With that, you strained your neck to spy Denki. You found him whispering something in Jiro’s ear. That was the last straw.
Resisting every urge to march over there at that very moment, you stayed put. Your patience was worth it, as Jiro left not so long afterwards. You took this as your chance to strike, taking quick-paced but casual steps towards the log Denki sat on.
“Hey, Princess!” Denki waved you over, the grin that killed you every time sporting on his face, “Did you like the show?”
You hugged yourself, attempting to enclose some warmth around your body. A shaky nod notified him that you enjoyed it, taking the now empty seat next to him. “Yeah, but think you were right about these clothes not being warm enough, though. I’m freezing.”
“Really? Come here! I’ll warm you up!” Denki gently leaned the guitar against the log on the other side of him, wrapped both of his arms around you. Warmth rushed over to you, his scent causing a flood of satisfaction through your senses. You hugged back, slipping your arms underneath his jacket. Direct body heat warmed your arms up as you clutched the purple long sleeve shirt he had on.
“Is that better?” He asked, placing his chin on the top of your head as you buried your face into the collar of his jacket.
“Mm, your jacket is really warm...”
You closed your eyes, almost slipping into a light sleep. Every now and then, a happy sigh would escape your lips. Denki placed a soft kiss on your hairline, smiling to himself. You desperately fought the sleepiness making you drowsy, but failed. The constant warmth of your boyfriend lulled you as he slowly began to sway.
A soft, but sly smirk etched onto Denki’s face as he shifted his hold on you. He slipped out of his jacket without disrupting you, leaving him in the long sleeve. Gently, he draped the jacket around your shoulders, ignoring the cold that took over his body. He squeezed you tighter, adjusting you again slightly. He pulled his guitar back on his lap, quietly strumming a few calming notes.
“Hey, Kaminari,” Jiro stepped in front of him, ripping his attention from your peaceful expression. In her hands was a jumbled up blanket that he had told her to get for you. “I got it.”
“Thanks.”
“Do you still need it? I mean you gave her your jacket.”
“I’m sure she’ll still appreciate it. Thanks, Jiro.” Kaminari received the blanket, wrapping you up in one end and himself in the other. Your slow and steady breathing made him sleepy too.
“You really treat her like a princess. That’s your favourite jacket...”
“Well, she is. She’s my princess.”
BNHA boys when you cook together
Summary: How would Bakugo, Todoroki, Kaminari, Kirishima and Midoriya go when you have the house to yourself and want to use the kitchen?
A/N: This was also a little bit rushed, I’m trying to get a few things out while I write a larger fic... (Todoroki’s part made me so soft ngl) Please Enjoy!!
Bakugo:
Usually, he’d tell you to stay out of the kitchen
Maybe because he thought you would hurt yourself or if he was trying to treat you to a meal
Yells at you if you try to help, but you laugh it off
Have fun trying to tell him the whole point of your date was to cook together
After some major convincing, he lets you into his mother’s kitchen
Both of his parents were out, leaving the two of you alone
Mitsuki had purposefully made sure she was out of the house so you two could cook without her interfering
Bakugo struggles with letting you do things, not because he didn't trust you...
Yes, it was because he didn’t trust you
He takes cooking very seriously, so he certainly took charge
“Hey, do you need any help slicing the vegetables?”
“NO GO SIT DOWN”
“Katsuki, the whole point was for us to cook together!”
You sneak in and began preparing the meat behind him
He knew exactly what you were doing, but he didn’t stop you because he felt slightly guilty for ruining what was supposed to be a date
Still yells at you if it smells a bit burnt, though
Criticises every move you make, but only because he feels like he needs to yell at something
You laugh at him, though, nudging him as he scoops the vegetables into a bowl
Tucking a stray hair behind your ear, you focused on transferring the meat from the pan to two plates
What you didn’t notice was how Bakugo had stopped in his tracks
His eyes were unwavering, trained on your face
The focused glisten in your eyes as you arranged the meat had him mesmerised
He thought he could get away with staring
But you turned to see him directly at you
“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be finishing the vegetables?”
“Tsk, I was thinking about finishing off the other food in the kitchen”
“Katsuki!”
“I MEANT THE MEAT, IDIOT”
Todoroki:
This boy is lost in the kitchen without you
Before you started dating, the only thing he knew how to make was cold soba
The first time you were alone in your home together and you asked Todoroki if you could make something, he was clueless
He insisted that you decide and that he would do it for you
After pulling out the equipment and ingredients for a simple rice bowl, you left him alone
You had full trust in him
He was smart enough, right?
However, he stood at the bench and stared at the recipe for nearly ten minutes
His lips were slightly parted and his eyebrows were furrowed as he studied that which was in front of him
He didn’t want to have to disrupt you by asking for help
You began to get worried, not hearing any movement from the kitchen
You got up, and hurried from your room to where Todoroki stood
“Shouto?”
He jumped, putting down the bag of rice he had been glaring at
The expression on his face made you laugh
“Can’t figure out how to cook the rice, hey? What do you need help with?”
“Everything”
“Everything?”
You couldn't help but laugh at him, especially at how his left side turned slightly pink
“It’s okay, Sho. I couldn’t figure out the rice cooker my first time either”
Reassuring him that you weren’t making fun of him, you took him through the steps of making the rice bowl
He started to get the hang of it, insisting that he could cut the vegetables and prepare the little bit of beef
Of course, you stayed close by, monitoring each of his movements
Slowly, he became quick confident in his skills, proud of his meal that he presented to you
The beef was a little burnt and the chives were shredded, but it was his tiny smile of achievement that made you love the meal even more
Cooking together became a fun little date thing for the two of you
You helped familiarise him with many forms of baking and he appreciated it heaps
It paid off, because he was always so proud of his cooking that he’d save you a bit for lunch the next day
Kaminari:
Get him out of the kitchen right now
Kaminari thinks he’s good, and he knows his way around the space, I feel
But something always goes wrong
Mostly over the stove, in the oven, or the microwave, of course
Unfortunately, you couldn’t really cook either
When it came to cooking, the two of you shared one braincell that bounced between you
But that braincell would think that you didn’t need to put water in the pot with the noodles when you cook it
You were screwed
It was Kaminari’s idea to cook a simple chocolate cake packet mix, because you had the responsibility to realise you shouldn’t suggest it
When you saw that it was a packet mix, you agreed
This idiot would try to be funny and mix the dry mix together, only to inhale it and start a massive coughing fit
The eggs would definitely leave a bit of shell in the batter
You’d get ahead of yourself, forgetting to melt the butter before adding it to the mix
The two of you would try to mix the butter into the batter together
Hands over each other’s on the spoon, you slowly began to cream the butter
It took a massive amount of effort and strength, but there were still frozen butter chunks left over
“Hey, maybe I could melt it with a few sparks!”
“Denki, no”
He thinks he’s being smart and innovative but he’s just special
The milk was the only thing that went successfully, measuring the right amount and only having a tiny spillage
You poured the batter into the cake tin and set the timer and heat to what was advised on the package
To distract him from setting the oven no fire, you led him to the couch
The two of you many or many not have snuck in a cheeky makeout session
When the oven’s timer went off, you both bolted to the kitchen
Fixing yourselves up first, of course
Kaminari almost forgot to put on oven mitts and went to grab the burning hot tin with his bare hands
The cake was a little burnt and you could see some chunks of butter that still hadn’t melted, somehow
But, when Kami went to get the cake out of the tin, he stopped
“Babe, did you lube the tin up?”
“No...”
“Damn it”
Yeah, you couldn’t get the cake out of the tin
Kirishima:
Sunshine boy’s actually quite good in the kitchen
Mainly because he’s able to improvise when something goes wrong with a happy attitude
He always gets his meat perfectly cooked, you don’t know how
You’re half decent at cooking too, having done some at school
The only thing that you struggled with was meat, which was perfect when you started dating Kiri
You both cook quite regularly together, especially on study dates to take a break
Kirishima would say it was unmanly to make you cook alone, even if you wanted to
Yes, Kiri, it is manly to help a lady in the kitchen, you’d think
Honestly, you’re whole relationship is you being super proud of him
But anyways
He’s more likely to forget the smaller things
Like, you could be halfway through preparing something for the oven when you call to him without taking your eyes off the food
“Hey, is the oven preheating, handsome?”
“Uh, I’ll do that right now”
Or, you could be preparing a fruit salad, and he dumped a bunch of cut strawberries into the bowl
“Did you wash those, Eijiro?”
“Argh, damn it, I’ll do it now. Sorry, pebble”
“Don’t worry about it”
You’d laugh at how he got flustered about forgetting when it wasn’t a big deal
He’s just trying to impress you, please let him
Doesn’t let you use one of the big knives
If you have to use it, or you insist you’ll be fine, he’ll be hovering over your shoulder just to make sure you don’t get hurt
Anything in the kitchen that poses any threat to your safety he’s doing
You manage to convince him otherwise, but if you do get hurt...
That’s another topic for another day
Whatever the two of you were making would be made to perfection, maybe not Bakugo’s standard but just the way you like it
Remember, in the kitchen with Kiri, you always come first
Midoriya:
Surprisingly, you were the one who couldn’t cook in the relationship
No way Midoriya was able to cook by himself either, so he couldn’t take the reigns
Both of you love doing soft things for dates, so cooking together was something that came up in conversation a lot
He was well aware that you only knew how to boil water to make instant noodles, but he didn’t mind
Sure, he wasn’t much better than that either
So, you decided to set aside a day when his mum could teach you
He’d much rather Inko teaching him to cook than some random he paid
To him, his mum’s cooking is the best in the world
Of course you let out an ‘aw’ when he said that
When the day arrived, Inko had chosen a meal for the both of you to make with her guidance
Katsudon - Midoriya’s favourite
He was so excited that you couldn’t help but giggle
Inko knew this was supposed to be a date for the two of you, so she gave you the instructions and a few pointers
At the beginning, she watched on for a distance
Midoriya would mumble to himself about measuring the ingredients in cups instead of grams
While he’s still trying to calculate it, you had already poured it into the bowl dedicated for the sauce
He apologises for getting distracted, which you wave off
You always found his mumbling moments cute
Once she saw that you two were capable, Inko told you to call out to her when you needed help and left you two alone
Now it was finally a more of a date setting, not that you minded Inko’s presence at all
Midoriya immediately got more mumbly and blushy when you were alone
Mostly because he was kind of freaking out that something would go wrong
“Izuku, baby, the rice is done”
“Oh, of- of course... I’ll get it”
Everything was going relatively smoothly anyway, that was until you had to crumb the pork
Both of you were at a loss, so you called in Inko for help
Midoriya constantly mumbled almost the entire time when Inko wasn’t in the kitchen
This caused for you to have to hold his hand to calm him down
Baby boy thanked you so much, claiming that you were mainly the one to cook
Which was true, he constantly found himself asking for your help
You didn’t mind, finding the whole situation really cute
The katsudon might not have been the best, but he loved it
That was because his two favourite people helped him make it
Slowly, as he got more confident in the kitchen, he’d make you small things all the time
But, being a mama’s boy, there was always a bit of Inko flare