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Chapter 17: cat cafes, naps, and rock and roll

Y/n's pov

The light was irritating. 

God I just wanna sleep a little longer. Please. Five more minutes. 

l burried my face deeper into the pillow. 

Warm. 

It's a warm pillow. 

....and kinda hard...

Smells nice. 

Familiar.

My eyes fluttered open, the bright morning light temporarily stinging as my eyes adjusted. My head was pounding. The light hurt my eyes. 

Fuck my head is killing me. I have a hangover. 

My eyes finally adjusted just enough for me to squint, avoiding the harsh light shining through my curtains. 

Mental note to self, get black out curtains or die. 

"Oh fuck," i whispered, cursing my drunken past self because in my bed with his arm around my waist was Shota Aizawa.

I moved his arm slowly off of me, making sure not to wake him up. And then I ran like a mad woman to my restroom, closing the door behind me.

I looked myself over in the mirror. Bed head for days, but no signs of hickeys. I had pajamas on at least. I pulled up my shirt, my shorts hanging low on my hips. Nothing except pale scars that littered my body, the only really noticeable one being the biggest one.... The one that I wish I could eraser with my quirk.

I sighed in relief but my stomach was still in a knot.

How did i end up in my pajamas? I barely remember anything from after I told him that I needed to eat to absorb the alcohol slower.

The end goal had been to get wasted, but not as fast as I had. Had it not been for that fan girl we'd have kept going. I would have eaten more to compensate and metabolize it differently.

I opened the door, grabbed a change of clothes and went back, starting up the shower. A shower should help with some of the symptoms and help me perk up a bit.

Once I stepped out and changed into some sweat pants and a t-shirt i realized I was wrong.

Well that was a load of crap. I don't feel any better.

He was still asleep when I got out so I decided not to wake him. Not with the pounding headache i had. I opted to just grab my phone and go spend time in the living room. Only to realize as soon as I sat on the couch, that i was starving.

I guess I didn't end up eating last night.

My cooking buddy isn't awake either. As much as I'd like to call Kage a traitor, i can't because he always waited for me to come back. I looked at the time on my phone and realized it was only two hours until my celebratory coffee meet up with Shinso. I sent him the address before heading to the kitchen.

"Looks like it's a cereal kinda morning."

I was about half way through my bowl when I heard Kage's meow. I watched him dart straight at me, jumping onto my lap.

I grabbed him and stood up, serving him half of his usual morning portion and bringing it back to the table. Once I set it next to me on the floor, i heard the footfalls and a yawn.

I watched Shota grab the cereal box and inspect it.

"Mighty O's...of course he'd have a cereal box," he sighed, " you eat this crap?"