soft boi hours^^ NOT MY ART

Me: *writes chapters around noon*
You guys at night: *applause*

yeah.. time zones! 

---Let's hit this little road were I travel every other day---

Momo punched against Jirou's shoulder, she stepped out of the way.

"That's all you got?" Jirou said and dodges another punch from Momo. 

Momo huffed.

"Quit dodging! I'm trying to train!" Momo said and tried to kick Jirou's side.

Jirou dodged again.

"See, this is why you should start doing Yoga with me!" Jirou claimed and blocked another punch.

Momo muttered something along the lines of "yoga is lame". Jirou finally got enough of dodging and blocking, she flipped her girlfriend over her shoulder. (Yes, Jirou stronk)

Momo fell to the floor and pouted, Jirou smirked.

"Let's take five and then continue" Jirou said and walked over to the bench taking some gulps from her water bottle.

Momo sighted. Why had she agreed on being Jirou's sparring partner? Oh right- to be better. It was not Momo's fault that Jirou had gotten into many fights as a child and were flexible as fuck.

Momo thought that her girlfriend was extremely hot when she was covered in sweat. Abs and biceps glistening in the light.

Jirou handed a water bottle to Momo who was still lying on the floor. They had been doing this for about an hour, and the fights were really long.

"Come on, if you get in a hit.. I'll give you a kiss~" Jirou said and helped Momo to her feet.

After 10 minutes of dodging and blocking, and for Momo failing at landing a hit on Jirou. 

Well, until Momo got an idea.

"Hey~ you are really hot like this" Momo said seductively. 

Jirou stopped for some seconds. Momo punched Jirou in the face and pinned her to the floor. 

Momo's idea worked. She begun to laugh, finally succeeding.

"Where's my kiss Kyo?" Momo said leaning closer to Jirou's face. 

Jirou huffed and flipped them over, Jirou landing on top.

"What did you say? I can't hear you over the sounds of you being a bottom" Jirou smirked wickedly and Momo blushed. 

Momo rolled her hips upwards, Jirou muffled a groan.

"Stop, we can't fuck in the gym" Jirou hissed.

"Why not? I don't see anyone here-" Momo stopped talking when she saw the big door open.

"What were you saying?~" Jirou asked and leaned down, ready to steal a kiss from Momo.

Momo turned her face to the side so Jirou kissed her cheek instead. Jirou looked confused.

"There is people" Momo whispered. 

Jirou blushed and got up quickly, she turned around.

In the doorway stood the Dekusquad, all in workout clothes. 

"Sorry about that, I'm just winning on sparring!" Momo said still laying on the floor.

"Huh? You want another match with that attitude?" Jirou asked and turned around lifting one eye brow when meeting Momo's eyes.

"I'm sure I can get in another hit!" Momo said, feeling confident again. 

Jirou sighted and helped Momo up.

They started circling each other. Momo watching for and opening and Jirou waiting for Momo's punch.

Momo tired to punch Jirou. Jirou grabbed Momo's fist and judo flipped her.

"You were saying" Jirou put her foot on Momo's back.

Jirou looked over her shoulder to see a shocked Dekusquad, still standing in the doorway.

"She was lying earlier" Jirou smirked.

"Wow! Can you teach me that?" Ururaka asked, being the first one to break out of her shock.

"Maybe some other day, this one will pass out" Jirou gestured to the girl on the floor.

Ururaka gave her thumbs up. 

Jirou helped Momo up from the floor.

"Carry me back" Momo whined and slumped against Jirou's side. 

Jirou sighted.

"Fine" She mumbled and took Momo into her arms, being ready to princess carry her back.

"Good bye" Jirou said to Dekusquad and walked out of the door.

Jirou heard Izuku's muttering. Her page(s) were probably getting more words tonight.

--end--

Me simping over stronk Jirou? yes a 100%

sksks 69 is coming closer~

-bye!