Pocky Game (zashi)
"I get to choose, remember?" Midnight slid a box over the coffee table at the couple seated on the couch. "Losers play the pocky game."
"Oh, <i>c'mon</i>," Mic groaned loudly. "We're not teenagers, Midnight!" Elly noticed that despite his protest an intriguing blush was creeping up his neck. It was hard to notice because of his directional speaker, but it was starting to spread beyond.
"You lost," she told him flatly. "If you don't do this in the faculty lounge with us watching, I'll record it." Her eyes glittered dangerously. "In fact, maybe I should..."
Yagi coughed uncomfortably into one hand. "Kayama, perhaps this isn't the best -"
Aizawa shrugged. "I seem to remember <i>someone</i> bragging they would definitely win." He stared hard at his friend, who scowled.
"We would've, if that stupid bee hadn't flown right at me."
"He can deal with the consequences, as can Cheshire. Correct?"
Thirteen giggled like a girl and there was some more laughter in the back. The Voice Hero reluctantly reached for the box of pocky.
"Not so fast - neck gear, off. Both of you."
He swore under his breath but did as he was told. Elly quietly put hers on the table alongside his and sat waiting.
Mic took a stick out of the box, holding it with shaky fingertips as he bit near one end. "A'ight," he said between clenched teeth, "let's do this, yo."
Elly swallowed hard and nodded, trying not to let the gaze of the other staff bother her as she gingerly took the other side in her mouth.
"You know the rules - you've got to get to the middle first, if someone backs away or drops the pocky they lose! And if you meet in the <i>middle</i>," Midnight paused for effect, her tone dripping saccharine sweetness, "it's a tie."
Mic edged closer in a tentative bite, and they began.
Elly's cheeks burned bright red but she kept on, nibbling as slowly as possible. The sweet treat wasn't large, and soon there was barely any left. She threw caution to the wind and looked directly into his bright green eyes. They were sparkling with mischief behind his orange-tinted sunglasses, and before she knew it they closed the final distance and their lips were touching. Mic pressed forward slightly, his eyes growing dreamy for a moment, but he came to when the staff started cat-calling and whistling. Her ears shot straight up and he jerked backwards at the involuntary kiss turned real, flailing his arms wildly.
"Erk! M'sorry, ohmigod, holy shit - wow! I guess, uh, this means we tied, right? Guys?" He glanced nervously around only to find the other teachers had left. "G - guys?" He called faintly, voice faltering. "I have a feeling this was a trap, yo..."
Elly cocked her head at him, a curious smile on her lips. She pointed at the box on the table. "What do you say, Mic? Best two out of three?"
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Mixed Drinks (zashi)
"Drink it! It's not that bad, I mixed all your faves into one!" Kayama pushed the glass into Hizashi's hand one more time, and the blond man recoiled in disgust just like he had earlier.
"No way! Last time I puked my guts out in the alley! You can't just mix shit an' call it good!" He held his own cup close to him, as if to ward off the evil effects of whatever concoction Kayama had made.
"If you'll let me sip it and not guzzle the damn thing, I'll try it," Elly interjected loudly. She'd had a few drinks herself and was getting annoyed at the other woman encroaching on Hizashi's space, especially because she was sitting next to him. Kayama kept pushing past her to force the damn thing on him, and she reached out with one hand, shoving her back even as her other grabbed the glass. "Sit the hell down and relax."
"Ches, no!" Hizashi called out in dismay.
Elly shook her head and sipped cautiously. Her eyes widened and she shuddered. "That's <i>terrible</i>," she said, gagging.
"Aw, poor baby." Hizashi took a swallow of his drink and leaned forward. She felt a hand cup the back of her head as soft lips brushed her own, and suddenly her mouth was flooded with a sweet taste as she stared into a pair of whirling, green-gold eyes. "Izzat better?"
"Yes," she managed to breathe faintly. "You ordered amazake, 'Zashi?"
"Uh huh."
"I think I have a new favorite drink."
He winked at her.
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Soreness (zashi)
"Doesn't your speaker get heavy?" Elly reached out, her fingers hovering inches away from the reddened skin on the Voice Hero's neck. He'd taken it off in the lounge to relax for a few minutes before classes started again.
Mic was staring at his phone and didn't notice she was so close. He shrugged. "Yeah, but what ya gonna do, huh? I need it, so it's a necessary evil. Besides, I'm used to it by now. It's only after I've worn it all day it gets really annoying."
Elly lightly touched his throat, and he jumped backwards, his phone slipping from his hands to clatter onto the table. "Sorry. It just... looks like it hurts."
His large, green-gold eyes were huge as he took in the scene before him with the counselor kneeling down with her fingertips grazing his Adam's apple. "Uh... well, it kinda does, yeah."
"Is there anything I can do?"
She looked so earnest, her ears laid back and dark eyes filled with sympathy and other emotions he could only guess at. Dazed, Mic spoke before his brain could kick in. "You could kiss it better."
"Tilt your head a little?" Elly closed the distance between them and he shivered at the warm touch of her mouth on his skin.
"That's definitely better. Um. Hey, if you're up for it, I've got some chapped lips that could use some attention, too."
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r/redditsucks (zashi)
Elly scrolled aimlessly on her phone in the shared desk space. She was waiting for a copy from Aizawa and consequently standing near her crush, Present Mic. The two sat together, so she could get away with being close to him.
<b>randocontent10</b><i>The new counselor at U.A. is a partial cat anthro. Cat girl style, you know, all the right parts. What do you think? Is she going to break some hearts while in Japan?</i>
<b>PmUrDonutPix</b><i>The one with the fanged mask? She's scary as shit!</i>
<b>PostHumurously</b><i>r/dontputyourdickinthat lol</i>
Elly sighed. She liked her reputation as the Insanity Hero, it's just that sometimes she wanted to be seen as something other than "scary".
She was so depressed she didn't notice Mic typing furiously on his phone, his brow furrowed in anger. Aizawa gave her what she needed, and she nodded and left for her private office.
Once seated in her comfortable chair, she laid her head on her desk and closed her eyes. After a couple of minutes she heard someone enter, and recognized the squeak and smell of the leather Mic wore.
He leaned down close to her ear and spoke very softly. "Hey, Ches?"
No response. He glanced around quickly, making sure no one else was around, then whispered, "<i>I</i> think you're beautiful."
<b>LoudestBirbScrem</b>: <i>STFU, you're all being shit humans. She's gorgeous & I'd totally date her.</i>
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