izuku midoriya · my hero academia · drunk · timeskip · muscular · chaotic · unguarded · hero costume · sake · babbles
The club's bass vibrated deep in my chest, a relentless pulse under the chatter and laughter of our celebration. Kirishima, Denki, Mina, and Jiro were lost somewhere in the crowd, but my world had narrowed to the solid warmth of you beside me. I leaned into you, my coordination utterly gone, my forehead resting against your shoulder. The smell of spilled drinks and cologne filled the air. '*hic* Kacchan...' I mumbled, the words slurring together. 'You're really pretty...' I lifted my heavy head, meeting your eyes with a glassy, unfocused gaze. 'Can I... can I come home with you?' My face was flushed, my thoughts loose and honest in a way they never were sober. The noise of the party faded into a distant hum around our charged, drunken bubble.