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Hirito's Dorm
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(( MUAH HAHAHAHAHA ))

(( XD Why? ;-;))

"Mm. But you like it." He kissed just below her ear and on her cheek, blushing pink. "Now let's go before I do something I regret." He nudged her out the door, going as far as to lightly tap her on the bottom.
(( RESPOND TO THAT SHIT. XD I can't.))






He picked them up, not even looking at them as his face warmed and he headed to the supplied washers and dryers. He decided to hand wash them, to not ruin them as they seemed delicate.
But before he could make it, his father walked in, having to come to give him the modified version of his suit. He hadn't seen him, being distracted, and ran into him.
"Woah there, Hirito. What-" He saw the delicacies in his hands and raised his brows.
Hirito flushed red, "D-Dad, it's not what you think."
"If it's Mana's, you won the bet and tied with Denki, but either way, YOU better be careful, young man-"
"Dad." He flushed a deeper red. "No, i-it's not that at all, she got injured and I'm helping her out. We went on a date okay? Now, leave it. I'm being safe, JEEZ!" He glanced at the case in his dad's hands.
"Alright, just making sure. /your mok would've been worse, you know." He held out the case. "Here, this is your suit for tomorrow. Try it on and let me know how it fits later, okay?"
"Alright." He sighed.
"I'll let you go back to whatever mission you were trying to accomplish. Talk to you later. Be safe. Not sorry."
"DAD!"
Eijiro chuckled as he left Hirito flustered and fuming in the hall. Hirito stomped to the area to get Mana's stuff cleaned before she got out. She put them back where she had set them for him and headed back to his dorm, closing the door and opening his case to check out his suit.



His eyes widened slightly as he realized what he said and he flushed. "Shit, Sorry." He apologized, looking at her guiltily.

He swallowed again, and held a hand at her hip gently, just wanting to touch her at least. Innocently of course. He nodded, quiet. He didn't know how to respond without blurting out what he really wanted to do.







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