𝑆𝑜𝑢𝑡𝘩 𝐵𝑒𝑎𝑐𝘩, 𝑀𝑖𝑎𝑚𝑖
𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑒 2𝑛𝑑 @ 12:53 𝑝𝑚

Now that you were in Miami, you had to stay with your grandparents in their beach house. They had invited you and your sister to help run there tourist shop a couple of days out of the week. The only reason you came by yourself was because your sister had to do summer school over break.

Trying to make the best of summer before you start college in fall, you accepted the offer as soon as they told you they would pay you. All you had to do is watch a store for a little then you could do whatever you wanted In Miami for the rest of the day.

Plus, your grandpa mentioned you'd have help from some people the same age as you soon. He said they were looking for volunteer hours which they needed in order to get their diploma, sorta like Mae's ordeal.

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〈𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑜𝑤〉

You had opened up the stop shop, Rico's, a couple of hours ago and you were expecting the former U.A. students today.

Organizing the magazine rack, you hear the doorbell jingle, signaling someone entered the store. "I'll be there in just a second" you called out to the front, still fiddling with the pieces of paper.

Placing the last two magazines in order and walking up towards the front to help whoever came in. Much to your liking it was a tall boy, around 5'12, with silky fiery red hair that flowed down the back of his neck, almost touching his shoulders.

He was currently occupied, playing with a wind chime hanging from the ceiling, "Excuse me, can I help you with anything?" You questioned, leaning on the counter where the register was.

His body jolts slightly, not realizing there was anyone watching him. Turning to face the soft voice, he leaves you stunned by his appearance. Standing in front of you was a boy who looked like walking sex on legs. He was littered with tattoos and his hair was pushed back by a L.A. navy blue fitted cap, leaving a little patch of hair out as it poked through the hole.

The multiple tiny chains he wore complimented his outfit, shining every time the light reflected off them. You begin to take his appearance in more, focusing on the way his muscles flex through his graphic tee and the little bulge present in his drawstring shorts.

The bulge looked thick and long as it pressed against the fabric of his bottoms. You quickly sucked your eyes back into your head and went back to surveying his outfit. He completed his look with a pair of dark blue Nike dunks on and accessories that decorated both his fingers and wrist.

You began to mentally prepare yourself as he walks up to you, giving you the perfect view of his defined jawline, kissable pink lips, and ruby red eyes. Glancing over his features you notice he has a small scar on his eye followed with a slit in his eyebrow right above it. The other eyebrow was pierced with a metal rod going through it and his nose had a little hoop piercing.

Now directly in front of you, he licks his bottom lip with his tatted hand out for you to shake. You were hesitant but returned the gesture anyways, "Hey, the names Enjiro Kirishima, nice to meet you."

Your mouth parts open from his deep but gentle voice betraying his hard boy appearance, completely throwing you off guard.

𝑘𝑖𝑟𝑖 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑓𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜~

𝑘𝑖𝑟𝑖 𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜~

𝑘𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑠𝘩𝑖𝑚𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑣

His hand still held a firm grip on you as he stared into your bright luminous eyes that drew him in. It was like every time you bat your long, lush lashes you'd lure him in an inescapable trance.

He was completely mesmerized- everything from your soft tender looking brown skin to your adorable double pierced nose- that he was already starting to take a liking too- were all things he could see himself finding comfort in looking at everyday. 

Your white lace wig was pulled up into a Barbie ponytail with a bang swoop, covering some of your forehead with the end piece tucked behind your ear. A small birthmark was left exposed on the side of your neck which Kirishima thought was the cutest thing about you because it resembled the shape of the sun.

Kirishima's thoughts were going a mile a minute once his gaze fell upon your fit of the day. You had on a white loose long sleeve crop top which was tied into a knot, complimenting your nice body. A single rose tattoo in between your perky breast caught his eye, leaving his mind to wonder how it would look upon
further examination.

Moving on to the rest of your outfit, you had a playboy bunny belly piercing dangling from your stomach and loose fitted jeans that he thought hugged your waist perfectly. The pants were ripped with two slits in them, followed with your black high-top converses.

Finally bringing his focused eyes back up to your face, he studies it. The gloss on your lined lips glistened from the sun hitting it, making them look delectable. As he was admiring your plump lips, he noticed they began to move and how he was completely ignoring you from being too caught up in his own world.

𝑦/𝑛 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑓𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜~

𝑦/𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜~

𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑣

Feeling butterflies in the pit of your stomach from catching him mentally undressing you with no discretion, you were a little nervous. "Uhm, I'm Y/n Taylor, you must be here for the job, right?"

He released his hand from yours, lingering for a moment but ended up shoving them in his pocket. "Yea, how'd you know?"

You look at him as if he can't be serious, "Well you don't look like a tourist to me," you said, looking him up and down with a smooth sensual tone that almost made him want to take you right then and there.

Chuckling with his deep voice bouncing off the walls of the store, "I guess you are right about that one, huh mamas." He flashes you a toothy grin and you felt your stomach uproar in flutters at the nickname he had given you, but that's something you'd never admit.

Playing it cool you respond back with your usual smart mouth remarks, "Uh Uh, since when I been your mamas?" He raised a brow, "Oh you don't like that one? What about- Sero hurry your ass up, you're the reason we're late."

A loud voice boomed from outside the store interrupting their pleasant conversation. "Bakugo chill we're here now," a yellow haired boy moon walked into the room with a skateboard in hand, but then tripped over air, falling right on his ass. You and Kirishima busted out laughing at his laid-out figure, not even asking if he's ok.

Kiri wipes a tear from his eye, still clenching onto his stomach, "That's what yo goofy ass get."

The clumsy wigga flipped Kirishima off, letting his arm fall back to the floor after. "Owe, Someone Call 911 and tell them it's a Code: Pimp In Distress" he whined out on the floor before getting up to hold the door open for his friend you assumed to be Bakugo.

"Mina high tail your ass in here too," the ash blond yells to the pink haired girl who now entered the store with a male following behind her. The male was obviously high as a kite with his sunken eyes strained red and extremely glossy.

Kirishima turned his head in their direction, "What took y'all so long?"

The ash blond points towards the raven, "Sero here thought it was a great idea to smoke weed and forgot he was supposed to pick us up." The raven now known as Sero shrugged his shoulders and stuck his tongue out at Bakugo.

You laugh at their interaction, "Imagine being late your first day". Catching the attention of everyone now, you hear a squeal come from across the room. The pink haired beauty ran up to you with her curls bouncing up and down. She embraced you in a tight hug before pulling away, still bouncing in excitement. "Finally, I have a girl to hang around."

You stood there for a second a bit stunned, "Girl you can just be ru- Anyways you can call me Mina." She interrupted you, grabbing your wrist to get a closer look at your snake tattoo, "this is so cute!"

"Thank you girl, I like your piercings too" you said, pointing at her left ear that was decorated with different piercings and earrings. The yellow haired boy cut in front of Mina, taking your hand in his. "Hey pretty, my names Denki but you can call me Kami, what's your name?" He questioned, caressing your hand flirtatiously.

You peeled his hand off yours, "It's Y/n," you stated with a fake smile spread across your face.

Hearing the sound of a whistle you noticed the raven hitting a dice roll while coming up to Kami then swinging his arm over his shoulder, "Hola mamacita, tira ese culo en un círculo."

(Translation: Hey gorgeous, throw that ass in
a circle😂)

You furrow your brows, looking at the imaginary camera to see it they caught that too. "Yea this nigga definitely high" you thought as you faced him again.

The boy chuckled lightly, realizing he had confused you, "Hey chica, I'm Sero which you probably already knew from that loudmouth," he points that thumb behind him towards the ash blond.

You peep your head over the boys in front of you, looking for the boy he was referring to, "And you?"

Looking the other way with his head turned up, he stated his name, "Bakugo".

' The fuck is his problem,' you thought before nodding your head and going back to your conversation with the red head. When you turned towards him, you found he was already eyeing you, "Ight well lemme show y'all the areas you'll be working in."

A cocky grin appeared on his face, "Lead the way mamas," he insisted, raising his hand, pointing towards the back of the store. You squinted your eyes in suspicion but proceeded to walk towards the back giving him a perfect view of your fat ass twisting with every step you took.

Walking ahead of him, Bakugo noticed Kirishima wasn't following along with everyone else. He glanced at his friend the followed what he was looking at and smirked mischievously, "You coming shitty hair?"

Still looking at your retreating figure, 'Nah but she'll be,' he thought to himself before switching his gaze over to Bakugo.

"Yea man I'm coming."

𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟~