Bakugo rounded up everyone's plates and cleaned the kitchen as Kaminari finished her soup.
"Thank you for eating, mi amor." Sero kissed Kaminari on the forehead as Kirishima took the bowl back to the kitchen.
Kaminari sighed softly, letting the tension leave her body as she pressed herself against Sero's chest. She felt the necklace under his shirt, a small smile creeped its way across her lips. Sero wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly.
"Alright, how are the wraps holding up?" Bakugo asked as he walked back over to the sofa.
Kaminari looked at her forearm, the wrap had started to peel up on the edges.
"Looks like we should re-wrap that," Bakugo noted, "Sero?"
Sero stood up, cradling Kaminari, and turned around. Bakugo lifted his shirt, seeing the wrap still in place.
"Okay, that looks good." Bakugo grabbed some fresh wrap from his bag and some aftercare ointment as Sero sat back down. "Can I have your arm?" he sat next to Sero, gesturing for Kaminari's arm. Kaminari held her arm out as he carefully took the wrap off, put some ointment on it and re-wrapped it. "Does that feel okay?"
"Yeah." Kaminari stared at her arm and couldn't help but smile brightly at it.
Bakugo went to the bathroom to fix the wrap on his neck.
Kirishima sat on the floor in front of Kaminari laying his head in her lap smiling up at her.
"Thank you for the soup." Kaminari gently stroked Kirishima's hair smiling back at him warmly.
"I'm just glad you ate." Kirishima reached up and cupped Kaminari's face in his hands. Kaminari nuzzled into his hands.
Bakugo came back from the bathroom and plopped on the sofa as Kaminari scooted into Sero's lap, careful not to press him against the sofa.
"I love you." Sero whispered sweetly.
"I love you too." Kaminari kissed his neck gently.
"Man, I could really go for a smoke right about now." Bakugo rested his chin on Kirishima's head.
"Box is in the usual spot, should be a couple joints in there." -Sero
Bakugo went back to the bedroom to grab the box of smoke stuff from the closet then headed back to the living room sitting on the floor between Kirishima's legs. He opened the box, pulling out a joint and a lighter, sparking it up as Sero pulled up something for them to watch.
"You okay?" Sero asked as Kaminari pulled away from him.
"I keep feeling like I'm going to end up pushing you into the sofa." -Kaminari
"I'll be okay, cariño." Sero smiled as he held his arm up for Kaminari to come back.
"Would you lay on me instead?" -Kaminari
Sero's smile widened, handing the remote to Kirishima. "Por supuesto, mi amor." He laid down on top of Kaminari, nuzzling into her neck.
Bakugo passed Sero the joint. He took a long drag from it and shotgunned it to Kaminari, passing the joint to Kirishima, who took a couple puffs, and passed it back to Bakugo while blowing out a smoke ring.
Soon the small apartment was smoggy. The smoke hung in the air, slowly swirling in the sunlight by the window.
Kaminari gently tilted her hips, grinding against Sero, making him groan. She kissed Sero's neck sucking softly leaving a trail of little light red spots.

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