Total Command

Chapter 67: If you're reading this... Congratulations, you're alive.

It was weird how easily Mina had slotted in, not creating any friction between anyone like what she feared would happen eventually. But no, all they had was this cozy feeling every morning as the group woke up slowly before some lovey-dovey stuff.

They were all dorks, weren't they?

Izuku hummed and slowly woke up, hands rubbing Mina's head with a soft grunt. "Stop shufflin'" he mumbled, head falling back down like the act of waking up didn't really stick.

Mina giggled, leaning into the contact with a sigh and laying her phone down, finding the minute affection more entertaining than the game that had her attention just moments ago.

Ochako chuckled under her breath, slowly slipping out of bed and really stretching, from the tips of her toes to her hands, leaning down and stretching her back. It had become second nature to her after she saw how vital being flexible was in martial arts, Gunhead drilling it to her how important it was for not only for more precise attacks, but also for keeping her joints strong against pins.

She blushed at the memory of how useful increased flexibility had helped her in that hospital room.

"Mmn~ Izuku..."

The three coherent women in the room flinched, suddenly locking their gazes on the mumbling- and moving Katsumi, groggily crawling next to Izuku and leaning on his left shoulder, the space Ochako had vacated, messing with his curls.

So far the softest moment the two had shared between them.

As if clockwork Momo's hand smothered Mina's mouth, muffling the coo the pink-skinned woman started to let out mere seconds before, protecting the still-sleepy duo as they fell back asleep in each other's arms.

A soft click echoed, three eyes darting to Mei holding her phone, clearly taking a picture of the adorable sight with a wide smile on her lips

Momo mouthed 'send me a copy'.

Ochako rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at her lips.

Weekend mornings were the best.

Shoko's eyes didn't leave the two at the breakfast table, almost glaring at Katsumi being more... touchy was probably the right word.

Or romantic if her mother had a word to say about it- maybe Fuyumi too.

She blinked, zoning out looking at the ceiling. Those two really did like romance books, wondering if they thought about stuff like that consistently.

Maybe about her and Izuku? She could imagine the two imagining romantic scenarios with him and her-

She was taken out of her trance by Tomoyo's hand on her other shoulder shaking her "Shoko- Shoko you are cooking Kaminari"

She blinked, noticing the heat on her cheeks, and her left side close to igniting. "Oh- sorry, zoned out."

Doi wheezed. "The weather is hot enough, I don't need this on top of it all-"

Shoko looked down slightly ashamed with another soft apology.

Doi chuckled awkwardly, patting her on the shoulder. "It's alright."

"Hakagure."

The invisible woman flinched at the sound of Cementoss uttering her name, her focus suddenly locking back to the class rather than Katsumi making googly eyes at the backside of Izuku's head.

"Can you read the next passage? If you are done zoning out that is."

She mumbled an apology, and read out the passage.