Sorry for not updating in a while, I've had writers block extreme.

---lets go---

Just as she has singing and being able to play several instruments as talents you could say she was good at drawing. It was just small doodles in the corners of her various notebooks and she only did it when she was bored out of her mind.

In class when she's meant to be taking notes along with her classmates, she can't help it. With a million thoughts whisking in and out of her mind like a hive of bees and her sensitive earphone jacks picking up on sounds from all over the school, it was easy for her to get lost. Without noticing it she would drown the noise out and just doodle when she's meant to listen.

Today was yet another boring day, Ectoplasm was talking about something with prime numbers. This was probably one of the reasons to why she was not that good in math, her concentration problems was a bitch.

Kyoka sighted quietly, she didn't understand at all. She decided to let out her imagination out on the checkered papers of her math notebook. 

Today she starts with the eyes, often she doesn't put much time on them since it was hard to draw for her, but these eyes were important. In her attempt to mimic the onyx orbs she seems to make them less striking than she was intending and more glossy and soft. She had seen the same look on the person before, but she was going after the fiery look Momo would get while combat training. Never-mind that, Kyoka will just redo it later.

Soft kissable lips was quickly drawn along with the small stubby nose. Kyoka quickly decided to draw the hair down, she looked so much prettier when it was down. When Kyoka is almost finished on Momo's heated cheeks, she realizes her mistake... they were in class.

"Jirou" Ectoplasm says and Kyoka quickly looks up from her math notebook.

"Care to explain the answer then? Since you clearly understand this topic all too well" Ectoplasm grumbles referring to her previous lack of concentration. 

A few snickers started to spurt among the class at Kyoka's predicament while she herself felt her mouth go dry. Of course, Kyoka had absolutely no clue about what they're even learning this semester, how is she supposed to answer? She cursed internally.

"Sorry, sir... I-I don't know" Kyoka mumbled loud enough for her teacher to hear her.

By the end of the day Kyoka had drawn two more of her classmates, despite them being unpleasant results in her eyes. She had attempted to sketch Bakugou and she was happy with the eyes for once, but his hair was a difficult concept to grasp. After five attempts to redraw the blonde spikes Kyoka had inevitably given up and settled on shading in hopes that shading would make it appear more similar to Bakugou's real hair.

Kyoka had also sketched Darkshadow from memory. At some point Kyoka had realized her mistake, her detail to the shadow beak was off. She couldn't quite place it but she knew something was wrong. At some point she ended up scribbling the doodle out.

Since it was Friday and the last class was just over Kyoka hoped that she could rest and maybe catch up on math during the weekend ahead of them. She walks back to the dorm with Denki and Mina, their chattering begins to die down as the thought of relaxation sweeps their minds. However, at some point, Mina perks up. 

"Looked like Ecto really spooked ya today, ey?" Her statement focused on Kyoka.

"What? No-.. he just caught me of guard" Kyoka defends.

"Off guard? Admit it, Kyoka, you weren't paying attention" Denki sings. 

Obviously Kyoka is offended, but the problem is that Denki isn't wrong. While she's at a standstill on how to object, she suddenly gains the support of Mina.

"Wait, and you were? Come on, Denki, you know math is too complicated!" The pink teen's attention shifts back to her other friend, "But what were you doing sis? I don't know what to do when I'm bored..." she groans.

Kyoka laughs nervously.

"Just doodling... small things" That was a lie, the Momo drawing took up a whole page.

Denki beams with another cheeky smirk before intrusively unzipping Kyoka's bag from her back.

"Hey! What-stop, Pikachu!" 

Despite the shorter girl's protests, her friend was able to yank a book out of her bag, and to Kyoka's "delight", it seemed to be full of scribbles and sketches. Including an extremely important one. It was her math notebook.

"Woah- that's not just some doodle" Mina murmured looking at the Momo drawing taking up a full page.

"Dude! I didn't know you had the hots for Yaomomo" Denki teased, making Kyoka blush.

"What? As if! I was-just drawing and it turned out to look like her!" She barely manages to choke out as embarrassment grips at her throat. 

Two sets of eyes glance at her, knowing they have her cornered.

"I don't know.. This one looks way more detailed than all your others" Denki flicks through her pages to reveal more doodles of simple cartoon characters.

"Yeah, and it just 'Looked' like her? Come on, Jirou what sort of excuse is that?" Mina continues to tease. 

By now, Kyoka's whole face is boiling as the air around her seems to ignore her requests for breath, leading her to blurt out frantic excuses. The pair continue to taunt their friend until a familiar voice announces the presence of three more students. 

"Hi guys!" Three heads whip around to see Ururaka waving. Iida and Midoriya accompany her as they group up with them.

"Hey, guys! How's it hanging?" Denki is the first to speak. 

Tears of shame almost make their way to the surface of Kyoka's eyes until she notices Denki surreptitiously zipping up her bag and no notebook in hand. She realizes that her bag must of fell off her back during the commotion. Kyoka meets Denki's sharp eyes as the tall boy sends a wink back to her.

At some point, the group starts to make their way back to the dorms. Surprisingly, Mina and Denki don't bring up their previous topic with Iida and the others, although Denki did have to stomp on Mina's foot a few times for her to get the message.

---time skip---

Kyoka was panicking. Her official sketch book, AKA where she redrew all her sketches and/or laid the ripped out pages that had the original drawings from her school notebooks, was gone. It had to be either Denki or Mina since they were the only people in their class to know her... hobby.

Kyoka hurried over to Mina's room since it was the closest. 

"Mina you motherfucker did you-.. oh.. Hi?" Kyoka trailed off, seeing the rest off the girls painting their nails in the bright pink room.

"Oh Jirou! I was just about to call you.. wanna join?" Mina asked looking up from Ururaka's nails.

"No- I'm looking for the thing"

"The thing?"

"You know... the thing" 

"... I have no clue what the thing is"

Kyoka sighted.

"Uhm... my sketchbook" Kyoka mumbled blushing.

"You can draw!?" Momo asked her, she had been the closest to the punk girl.

"Y-yeah...." Kyoka mumbled flushing even more.

"That's so cool- can you show us?" Toru piped in.

"Uhm... s-sure? Once I find it..." Kyoka said fidgeting with her earphone jacks.

"Yeahh- I don't have it..." Mina said.

"I'll be back when I find it" Kyoka said and leaved swiftly.

They wanted to see her drawings- oh my god they would find that drawing. Kyoka sighted quietly as she made her way to the boys dormitory. Why would Denki steal her sketchbook?

---

"I don't have it... have you checked with Mina?" Denki answered.

"Did you tell anybody about it? Mina doesn't have it I've checked" Kyoka grumbled.

"I accidentally told Mineta-"

"Thank you" Kyoka interrupted him and started to speed walk to the common room where she had last seen the pervert.

Instead of taking the elevator she rushed down the stairs as fast as she could and almost ran straight into Shoji. Kyoka said a quick apology before starting to speed down the stairs again. By the time she was down in the common room she was leaning over and gasping for breath.

"Mineta-... come here real quick" Kyoka says after catching her breath.

The grape boy looks over at her, he was currently showing Kirishima and Ojiro something. He visibly paled but walked over to her, the thing he had showed the other two boys was hidden behind his back.

"Yes Jirou-san? Did you need some help?" Mineta said, his face was suggesting something.

"There is three people in this building, not including me, knows about my sketchbook... Mina or Denki doesn't have it... do you catch my drift?" Kyoka asked glaring at him.

"Your sketchbook is gone?" Mineta asked, he was turning paler and paler.

"Do you have it?" Kyoka asked with a bone chilling glare.

"N-no?"

"...right.. if you don't have it then do you mind showing me what you have behind your back"

"Now that's personal-"

"It's not personal if it's mine" Kyoka almost growled.

"I never said it was yours" Mineta hissed back, trying to fight even if he was terrified.

"Did your mother ever tell you that it isn't nice to take other people's stuff?" Kyoka asked sickly sweet, growing tired of Mineta's bullshit.

The few people in the common room were watching the pair of purple haired teens.

"I-" Mineta started to say before he got kicked in the balls by Kyoka.

He fell over in pain and Kyoka picked up the discarded notebook from the floor huffing. It was indeed hers. The common room was deathly silent expect from the groans of pain coming from the Pervert on the floor. Kyoka waved and backed towards the elevator.

Kyoka pressed the button for her floor before realizing what she had promised the girls. She pressed the button for Ururaka and Mina's floor with a tired sigh. She didn't like people seeing her stuff, it felt like she was bragging about the drawings if someone complimented her on them.

Kyoka breathed in silently and breathed out in a sigh before knocking on Mina's door, her black leather bound sketchbook pressed against her chest. It wasn't too late to just go to her room and sleep?

Before she could think any more about running away, Tsu opened Mina's door.

"Hello again Jirou... You found your sketchbook?" Tsu asked Kyoka as she walked into the room.

"Yeah" Kyoka almost squeaked while sitting down on her regular beanbag, she didn't notice when she started to twiddle with her earphone jack.

"Where was it?" Mina asked intrigued.

"Oh uhmm... Mineta kinda had it" Kyoka mumbled looking down on the floor.

"I fucking hope you kicked him where the sun doesn't shine!" Toru huffed and judging by her t-shirt arms, she was crossing her arms.

"Toru!" Momo said in disbelief, shocked that the invisible girl had swore.

"I did" Kyoka said looking up with a grin.

"I hope someone filmed it" Ururaka murmured.

"Enough about that Grapist- Show us your drawings Jirou" Mina said and leaned closer to Kyoka.

"Yeah show us" Most of the girls echoed.

Kyoka gulped, her face was probably flustered at least a little bit. She silently gave Mina the book. The rest of the girls shuffled over to see and Kyoka blushed even more, she then paled after realizing that the Momo drawing was in there.

"Aweee look- it's our witch Ochako" Toru pointed out after flipping forward a bit.

Witch Ochako was from last Halloween when she had dressed up as a witch. 

"Woah-" The girls mumbled.

They were probably reacting to the drawing of all her classmates and herself in fantasy getup. Bakugou had been fun to design, but his god dammed hair was really hard to draw.

The girls continued gawking over her shitty drawings and small doodles, or at-least they were bad in her opinion. When Kyoka heard them burst out laughing she was 100% certain that it was Bakugou as sexy Shrek they had seen. Which meant that the Momo drawing was 10 pages away.

"I- why?" Tsu asked once they had stopped laughing.

"Hmm? Sexy Shrek Bakugou was a gift for his birthday... he hated it" Kyoka said while smirking.

Bakugou had actually went silent and put his face into his hands before softly saying "What the fuck ears" and "I will kill you". He didn't kill her.

The girls went silent after some pages and Momo gasped softly. They must have came to the beautiful drawing of Momo that Kyoka had made in math class some days prior.

"I- Jirou..." Momo almost whispered.

Kyoka was full on out blushing. Embarrassed that her crush had seen the drawing of them. Oh god what if Momo hated her and thought she was creepy.

"Oh uhm... sorry for drawing you?" Kyoka whispered quietly. 

"Nonono- It's fine!"

There was an awkward moment.

"Alright you have seen everything in it... can I go now?" Kyoka said raising to her feet"Have fun" Ururaka said and gave her the sketchbook. 

"ByE!" Kyoka said with a voice crack before walking out of the room.

The first thing she did once she was in her room again was face planting on her bed. Breathing in the scent of her pillows that still smelled a little like home and a little like Momo from their last sleepover that had been last week.

After what felt like hours and she almost had fell asleep, there was a knock on her door. Kyoka groaned and stumbled out of her bed, sleep still laying heavy on her mind. Momo was standing on the other side of her door, looking really nervous.

"Hmm? Yaomomo? What are you doing here?" Kyoka asked after yawning and rubbing her eyes.

"Oh sorry did I wake you up?" Momo asked gently.

"No..."

They stood awkwardly in the doorway before Kyoka's mind reminded her that she should invite Momo in.

"C-come in" Kyoka mumbled with a gesture for Momo to enter the dark room.

"Thank you Kyoka" Momo said with a soft smile.

Kyoka's tired brain didn't register but this was the first time Momo had called her by her first name. They sat down on the bed and Kyoka slumped against Momo's shoulder.

"So- why are you here? Not that I love your company" Kyoka asked closing her eyes and nestling closer into Momo's musculus  and warm arm.

Momo's face heated up, but Kyoka didn't notice.

"O-oh I just wanted to ask you something about the drawing" Momo mumbled.

"Go ahead" Kyoka mumbled, sleep almost overtaking her.

"I did some thinking and... do you like me?" Momo whispered.

"Because I like you" She continued.

Kyoka sat up straight, not tired anymore.

"Y-you like me?" She asked softly.

"Yes... do you like me?" Momo asked nervously.

Kyoka nodded and kissed Momo's cheek.

"C-can you sleep here? I'm tired" Kyoka whispered.

"I can sleep in here... but maybe you shouldn't sleep in jeans?" Momo asked concerned.

"I've slept in jeans before- but I shall change for you princess" Kyoka kissed Momo's cheek again and got up from her bed.

After Kyoka changed into more comfortable clothes they laid down under the covers. Kyoka didn't hesitate hugging Momo close.

---end---

Bonus:
"Wait- last night wasn't a dream" Kyoka said after regaining her consciousness and seeing the sleeping Momo cuddled up to her.

END FOR REAL!

-hope u liked it... my writers block is a bitch