Echoes of the Multiverse

They were in Katsuki's room tonight, he had the best futon mattress. There were bountiful blankets, and they'd all brought their own pillows and were in their pajamas. Kirishima was shirtless, he'd pulled it off after having a spontaneous wrestling match with Denki after the guy stole his spot (though it was all in fun). It was... Somewhere, but he wasn't too worried about it right now. Not when he had Mina tucked against his side with a leg thrown over his, and his own head on Katsuki's lap. Music was playing and there was a decent fog to the air due to the amount of smoke. They had a small fan on Katsuki's desk, but because of the chilly weather outside, the balcony door wasn't as open as it could be, only a sliver of cool air wafting in and disturbing the ribbons of smoke in the air around them.

Eijirou liked to watch them sometimes, and if he watched for long enough while high, he'd start to imagine seeing his friend's faces in the smoke. It was kind of cool, if a little silly.

Nearby were bowls of chips and sweets, cans of soda on the hardwood floor and away from the edge of the futon. Kirishima's been staring up at the ceiling with a dazed look for some time, his hair tied into a braid - courtesy of the cutie who had her cheek on his chest - and out of his face. He was so... comfortable.

Glancing to Mina, his hand moves to trace over her hip, before his fingers gently nudge up against the hem of her shirt, fingers trailing over her waist. He'd never been with someone so cuddly before, and since their group of friends joined, he felt like he could do anything and everything with them. Denki was fun to mess around with, to pull pranks and make dumb jokes. Mina was sweet and always seemed up for hanging out and curling up if it got cold enough...

"You guys feelin' tired?" He asked, though he was hardly tired himself. His head then turns to glance to Katsuki, though he was suddenly hyper aware of how close he was to the other's crotch. His gaze flicks to Katsuki's lips, before he clears his throat and turns his head, turning to face Denki and Sero nearby instead. "I'm not." There's a flush to his face, and his mind is unable to let go of the fact that four very attractive people were close to him. He's heart speeds up a bit, and he can feel warmth spread to his loins. Shiiiiiit...

"Maybe we should watch a movie or something." He looks back up to the ceiling and is trying to keep his breathing steady, though he hasn't realized just how hard he was, his sweats giving him away as they tent the slightest bit. Thankfully, the weight of his length was enough to keep it from tenting too much, though game would be over the instant he got up to do anything.

"Maybe have a rematch of Smash Bros." He mutters idly, the hand at Mina's waist trails upwards, to her ribs, where calloused fingers touch the smallest bit of breast, where his hand promptly moves back away a bit.

"Sorry." His whispers, glancing to Mina a little anxiously. "You're really soft."

They really needed to do this more often… School was working them ragged and with the spike of villain activity after All Might’s retirement, they just couldn’t catch a break! It had taken some convincing to get everyone on board, but he’d finally talked all of them (Bakugou) into agreeing to a sleep over focused on relaxing and unwinding all that stress. Also, for their mental health, but better to not be so direct for fear of Katsuki’s ego bristling and ruining it for him. While all of them were stressed, Bakugou was probably the one he was most worried about. They guy took way too much onto his shoulders and sometimes he worried his friend might buckle under all that responsibility.

Regardless, it had worked and now this could become a regular thing, if they were lucky. Sure scheduling so they were all available was a nightmare, but the effort was more than worth it to melt together into a happy puddle. That was probably a good description for it, too. While Bakugou already owned a good amount of bedding, they’d all chipped in to make a proper nest of an already comfortable futon. At the start of their evening, they’d played video games, updated each other on what was happening in their lives while on their internships, basic things like that. It didn’t take all that long before they had started smoking, then the video games got hilarious as their reaction time grew sluggish and judgment more… Questionable.

Honestly, most things were funny, which certainly included Denki thinking he had the remotest chance in defending his stolen seat against Eijirou of all people in a quirkless wrestling match. Honestly, the electric blond grabbing Kirishima by the shirt couldn’t have ended in any other way than a shirtless Eijirou and a pinned Denki. They all had a good laugh about it. It was about then that they all started to drift to the nest together, listening to music, talking quietly together in the now more intimate space, and relaxed enough to draw the entire group into a nice cuddle session. Yessss… This is exactly what he wanted!

Dark eyes lazily blinked as Eijirou broke the comfortable silence they’d slipped in, a smile slowly pulling at his lips as he fumbled over his words to try to suggest something they could do. He chuckled softly, shrugging from where he lay. “Nah, I’m not tired. Just relaxed. Heh. All that requires moving, though. I don’t think anyone wants to do that anymore. This is nice…” It really was… They’d really needed some positive touch in their lives. His lips parted to continue to speak, but was distracted by the movement of his friend’s hand. He couldn’t seem to help following it up, smile fading a little as it didn’t stop. Soon enough, he was able to see a bit of under-boob only for Kirishima to lightly bump into it and then quickly move away. His cheeks warmed considerably and he had the decency to look away when he realized what he’d just done. “S-sorry…”

Mina, on the other hand, had been all for the sleep over from the start, insisting that she would provide the music and the best snacks! Honestly, she’s probably the only reason they weren’t stuck eating nothing but potato chips or resorting to badgering Katsuki into cooking something for them. Chips were present, of course, but so were cookies, some cupcakes, a bowl of varied candies, even some of those fancy little shrimp arranged in a circle with the dipping sauce in the middle! She was the party queen and she wouldn’t let anyone say otherwise!

The party had chilled out significantly by now though and the snuggles that took the place of all the excitement from earlier was more than welcome. Cuddles were always amazing. Particularly if she got to lay her head on a pillowy boob. Sure, Eijirou didn’t have the same goods the girls did, but when you build up as much muscle as he has, so long as he’s relaxed, he makes an excellent pillow. He smells nice too. As a bonus, his arm was around her and his fingers were busy caressing her side which was chef kiss. She smiled down at the goofball in her lap, leaving the hand she had resting on Eijirou’s tummy, reaching down with the other to gently pet the blond’s hair. He looked more asleep than awake to her, but he might just be really relaxed.

“I’m good.” She agreed when asked if she was tired, giggling as Hanta pointed out that none of them would want to move to do anything Eijirou was suggesting. She agreed with him too, but she wasn’t sure why it was funny, it just was! She blinked her gold in black eyes lightly when she was apologized to, barely having noticed what had happened till she was being apologized to. Now she was actually laughing out loud, sitting herself up.”Oh my God, you man-children! They’re just boobs. Chill!” In their defense, she’d been rather protective of those same boobs in the past, but then again, Mineta had always been involved so that probably had something to do with it. Without any hesitation, or warning for that matter, she took hold of the hem of her shirt and lifted it up and off in one fluid motion! She cheekily dropped the garment right down onto Denki’s face before laying herself right back down where she had been, cheek to pectoral. “There. Now you’re not the only one shirtless!” And there were those adorable giggles again, the pink girl laying there with her full and frankly rather heavy breasts just out there. The fact that her laughter was causing them to bounce a little wasn’t helping things, poor Sero frozen where he lay, staring openly.