For u guys that is sensitive to smut, I recommend not reading this chapter?
BE WARNED!

Anyhow, Writers block is hitting me like a brick to the face (sorry Jason)

Also:
Me: *starts writing fanfiction*
My grades: *Goes down*
My English grades: *goes up*
Me: *surprised Kaminari face*

---swiggity swoogity I'm coming for that booty... I mean story---

Jirou pressed Momo against the closet wall and closed the door with her foot.

"Eager are we now?" Momo whispered, Jirou shuddered at Momo's husky voice. 

"What? You have been teasing me the whole day" Jirou whined and pressed more kisses against Momo's neck.

Momo whimpered.

"Don't you think you have... too much clothes on?" Jirou smirked and begun to unbutton Momo's uniform, pressing kisses against Momo's chest along the way.

 Momo lowered her head and roughly kissed Jirou. Jirou moaned into the kiss.

Stuck in a blissful state, Jirou didn't hear footsteps approaching.

The closet door swung open. Fuck why didn't they lock it?

In the doorway stood Ojirou, who was probably scared for life.

"I...Uh.. I, just- I what? I... cleaning, supplies?" Ojirou stuttered. 

Hearing Ojirou, Jirou face planted into Momo's boobs out of embarrassment. 

"I.. I'm sorry Ojirou.. could.. could you never... never speak o-of this again?" Momo's face was in the same shade as her hero costume and she would not look Ojirou in the eyes.

"Yes"

Ojirou slammed the door shut and quickly speed walked away, face almost as red as Momo's.

There was a silence.

"I- I'll lock the door next time?" Jirou said looking up from her face plant.

"Or.. or we don't do this in public spaces?" Momo said and kissed Jirou's forehead 

"I- that sounds like a good idea"

---end---

Bonus:

Ojirou could not look them in the eyes for a whole month without turning all shades of red.

The rest of the class wondered why, but Ojirou would not tell them. 

Todoroki and Denki, being Momo's and Jirou's closest friends eventually found out and would not stop teasing the pair.

-Peace out
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