It has been exactly one miserable week since you joined UA as a student/secret staff member, and to celebrate your new mission, your hero friends invited you over for dinner at Hakamata's apartment. Seeing as you haven't been able to see them all week because of your more hectic schedule, you accepted the invitation. You're beyond exhausted from the hefty workload, and a relaxed, Friday night with your closest friends is exactly what you need.
You knock softly on the apartment door, hearing footsteps as someone quickly approaches from inside. The door opens to reveal Hakamata, who is wearing a casual sweater and jeans. He has the turtleneck pulled over his mouth, similarly to his hero costume. He studies your appearance, nodding in approval at your outfit choice, and waves you inside where the others are waiting.
"You're late," Hakamata tells you with a pointed look over his shoulder.
"Teleportation traffic is busy right now," You sass back, kicking off your shoes at the doormat.
He sighs at your tone, knowing that you probably got caught up in your files and didn't notice what time it was. You always overwork yourself like Toshinori does.
The others are sitting around the glass dining table, chatting as they sip on their beers. Keigo and Rumi laugh like idiots together, while Rumi ruffles Keigo's hair with her fist. Hearing you approach, they turn around at the same time and send wide, mischievous grins your way. Behind them is Toshinori, who is the only one without a beer, he sends you a smile over the table.
"Look! It's my Baby Bird! I haven't seen you in foreverrrr. Have you made any friends yet?" Keigo teases, using his irritating nickname for you. He gave it to you when you were younger and said he'd keeping using it until you outgrew him. Unfortunately for you, the doctor said you're done growing and you're still eight inches shorter than the winged man.
"OooOoh? Do you have a boyfriend yet bun bun? You look cute tonight. I bet you have a hot date after dinner," Rumi jokes with a wide smirk on her face, also using her ridiculous nickname for you. You send her a glare and flick her forehead as you take the seat between the two animal-like heroes. Everyone is dressed in casual clothing, it feels nice to loosen up.
"So who's the lucky guy? You look cute in that skirt baby bird. I doubt you'd dress up just for little ol us," Keigo says, gesturing to your outfit. You're wearing a (f/c) sweater, with a black jean skirt, and converse. (Or a grey skirt if your favorite color is black.)
It is by no means the clothes you usually wear, even to a casual dinner like this, but Hakamata got it for you for Christmas last year, and you have yet to wear it. So, you thought it would be appropriate to wear tonight, and besides, it worked well with the late spring weather.
"I think you look nice (Y/n)," Toshinori compliments with a skeleton smile. He's attempting to calm you down before you blow up the other two for teasing you. But, to Rumi and Keigo, teasing you is too entertaining and it became a competition to see who could piss you off more. Keigo usually ends up winning.
"You're so kawaii baby bird! You should let me borrow that outfit sometime," Keigo teases with a wink. His words push you over the edge of sanity for a moment, and a moment later Keigo finds himself laying on the floor with a bloody nose. You smirk down at him proudly, while Toshinori and Hakamata scold you. Meanwhile, Rumi is cackling so much she starts crying as she takes pictures of Keigo groaning in pain on the floor.
Rumi is crying in joy at the sight of blood slipping through Keigo's fingers. "HAHA! Dinner with you two always ends with a good show! It's the only reason I still show up!"
"You should know by now not to tease her. This happens every time," Hakamata sighs at the two, pinching the skin between his brows. This always happens due to Keigo's lack of ability to hold back his taunting words. He always pisses you off and earns himself a bloody nose.

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