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“THAT EXTRA NEEDS MORE CHILI OIL!”
Kaminari barely flinched as a drop of projectile spit from Bakugou’s mouth hit his cheek.
“He’s not an ‘extra’. You’d think after 3 months you’d be able to remember my boyfriend’s name. Guess you’re losing your edge, Blasty,” he replied calmly, a smirk teasing at the corner of his lips.
“I fucking know Eyebags’ stupid name! But the fact remains that I refuse to watch him eat Ei’s dumplings dry like a goddamn animal!”
Kaminari snorted at the sight of Shinsou freezing with a dumpling half-shoved in his mouth and then subtly shifting away from Bakugou on the picnic blanket.
“Or he could just use soy sauce, you know, cause he’s not a total psycho fueled by spice alone,” Uraraka said sweetly, coming to Shinsou’s rescue with a handful of soy sauce packets and a pleasant smile directed at Bakugou.
Bakugou grumbled something to the extent of “tasteless extras” but didn’t make any further argument, only shoving his food into his mouth with a pointed glare.
“Oh my god babe,” Mina fanned her face dramatically, “if you keep putting men in their place I’m going to have to ravage you on the picnic blanket.”
Uraraka’s hands flew to her face in a useless attempt to cover the deep pink blush settling in her cheeks and muffle the incoherent high-pitched mumbling.
“Dude! C’mon we’re eating here,” Sero complained with an elbow to Mina’s side.
“Oh my god, I was just joking!”
“Not a good enough reason to use the word ‘ravage’.”
Iida cleared his throat sharply to interrupt their bickering. “I would advise against using crass and inappropriate language at friendly social gatherings that involve the consumption of food,” he said sternly.
Finally seeming to have collected herself, Uraraka placed a hand on Mina’s knee and leaned over to kiss her firmly on the lips.
“I love you, but for the sake of my sanity, please listen to Tenya.”
Mina blinked a few times, lips still slightly parted in surprise for a few moments before a satisfied smile took over her features. “Okay!” she replied happily.
Iida respectfully averted his eyes from the PDA happening right next to him. “Maybe you shouldn’t be rewarding bad behavior, Ochaco,” he said stiffly.
“More like baddie behavior!” Kaminari exclaimed, leaning across the circle to high five Mina, ignoring how Shinsou groaned next to him.
“Thank you, Kami!” Mina shouted back before leaning over her girlfriend to poke Iida in the shoulder. “And that is why you have no bitches!”
Iida sputtered at the language and stared back at her in confusion, mouth flapping uselessly.
“She’s making fun of you for being single,” Todoroki supplied helpfully, causing everyone to turn towards him in shock.
Todoroki, unaware of the eyes on him, slurped down a large portion of ramen noodles before finally looking up. He blinked a few times until a look of understanding passed over his face. “Oh. Sero and Mina have been teaching me internet slang. It’s very interesting. I now know that I am not ‘bitchless’ because I am dating Izuku. However, I would never call Izuku a bitch because I am ‘down horrendous’ for him.”
The entire group broke out into fits of laughter at Todoroki’s monotone delivery of his newly acquired knowledge while Deku blushed bright red at his boyfriend’s declaration.
“Don’t swoon over that you fucking nerd, get a grip!”
Deku ignored Bakugou’s dig and simply grabbed the chili oil from his hand before dumping more onto his ramen burger. “I think I’ve got a pretty good grip actually!”
“Argh why am I sitting next to him anyways? One of you soba fuckers switch with me!” Bakugou growled as he crossed his arms and scowled.
“I sat down first, Kacchan. You chose to sit next to me,” Deku commented innocently, taking a large bite out of his extra spicy burger with a forced smile.
“Like hell I did.”
“Yes, you did.”
“Did not!”
“Did too!”
“You both sat down at the same time, which makes sense seeing as how you walked over here together,” Tsu said bluntly, quickly cutting off the bickering rising in volume.
Deku and Bakugou went unusually quiet, exchanging sheepish glances and then simultaneously looking away as they shoved more food in their mouths to avoid giving an explanation.
Kaminari and Shinsou shared a knowing look, grinning secretly over the absurdity and irony of Deku and Bakugou not wanting people to know they were finally becoming friends again.
“I would like to revisit Mina’s false accusations against me. I am not single, I am in a committed courtship with Mei Hatsume, skilled mechanic and handywoman,” Iida spoke confidently into the silence.
Shinsou chuckled at that, turning to Iida with a bored expression. “I don’t think ‘finding’ new broken things in your car every few weeks and asking her to fix them counts as real ‘courtship.’”
Iida’s face exploding with color combined with the offended stammering was all the confirmation needed.
Kaminari almost choked on his iced coffee, laughing so hard a stream of liquid shot out of his nose.
Mina howled with laughter while Uraraka bit her lip to stifle the uncontrollable giggles, and the rest of the group wasn’t doing much better.
“That’s just fucking pathetic,” Bakugou uttered lowly.
“Aw c’mon Katsuki! He’s probably just a little shy, like you were when we started going out!” Kirishima said brightly.
“SHUT UP SHITTY HAIR, I WAS NEVER SHY.”
“I say be a man and ask her out directly! It worked for me,” Kirishima said encouragingly, completely ignoring his boyfriend trying to put him in a headlock.
Iida pushed his glasses up on his nose and nodded, successfully regaining some of his composure. “Noted, thank you Kirishima.”
Sero pushed a paper plate with tin foil covering the contents over to Iida with his foot. “Hey man, have a brownie and then give her a call, it’ll be way easier after that,” he said with a wink.
“Ooh yeah! And then wash it down with a protein shake,” Kirishima added excitedly.
“Enough with the protein shakes!” the entire Dynamight Spice group yelled in tandem.
Tsu slapped Iida’s hand that was reaching obliviously towards the plate. “I think he’ll pass,” she said coolly, narrowing her eyes at Sero in warning.
Sero held his hands up in surrender but still stuck his tongue out at Tsu, causing her to roll her eyes fondly.
The conversation continued to flow easily after that, with everyone sharing funny anecdotes from the past few months and exchanging playful banter. There was lots of shouting and loud laughter as friends bickered and teased one another good-naturedly.
Kaminari laughed the loudest each time, taking extra delight in the hilarious results of the two food truck friend groups blending together over the duration of the summer.
He looked around at all the smiling faces of his friends, both the ones he’s had for years and ones he just made this summer, but they all still felt just as special to him no matter how long he’d known them.
Sero and Mina fought over the last of their shared soba bowl, Tsu munched on her veggie ramen burger, Iida carefully picked up yet another dumpling from the communal plate as Uraraka stole one from his, Kirishima was happily devouring his bucket of strawberry mochi while Todoroki continued to shovel more spicy ramen into his mouth.
And still there was Bakugou, chewing on the starfruit from his poke bowl with subtle content, even sitting next to Deku who was happily taking a giant bite out of his ramen burger.
But most importantly, right by Kaminari’s side was Shinsou, whose eyes were currently crossed rather adorably as he tried to lick away a spot of soy sauce at the corner of his mouth.
Kaminari watched for a moment longer as he swallowed his lemon mochi, giggling quietly to himself. Then he swiftly leaned over and kissed Shinsou on the lips, taking the soy sauce with him as he pulled away.
Shinsou turned towards Kaminari quickly in surprise, hand instinctively coming up to graze his lips as he smiled softly.
“What was that for?”
“You looked like you were struggling a bit there, though I don’t know why you never use those napkins you always have on you,” Kaminari teased.
Shinsou rolled his eyes, but still patted his shirt pocket fondly. “You know why, idiot.”
Kaminari smiled smugly. “Yeah, I do.”
Shinsou leaned forward a bit, mouth tugging up at one end into a half-smile.
“So, how’s it taste?”
Kaminari’s goofy grin turned sly.
“Good, but could use a little more me.”
Shinsou didn’t wait for further instructions as Kaminari met him halfway, lips locking in a kiss that left a mixture of sweet and salty on both of their tongues.
“Guys what did I say? We’re trying to eat! Get a roomーer or a bush, I guess?” Sero whined hopelessly.
“Aw no, let them be! I think it’s cute,” Deku replied kindly.
“Nah I’m with Elbows, it’s fucking gross,” Bakugou retorted.
Shinsou made to pull away at hearing Bakugou’s comment, but Kaminari didn’t give him the chance, following him with his lips while blindly grabbing a mochi from his plate and chucking it somewhere behind him.
“Ouch! Bro! Why me?” came Kirishima’s voice.
“I suggest we let them continue. It seems interrupting them will always result in projectile food,” Todoroki commented wisely.
Kaminari laughed into the kiss, feeling Shinsou’s lips smile against him, but still neither pulled away.
“Do not fucking throw shit at me, that food critic Tsunagu Hakamada is coming to Yaoyorozu’s tonight and last time it took me a week to get that crap out of my hair!” Bakugou yelled.
“That’s amazing, Kacchan! Good luck!”
“I don’t need luck, nerd. I’m the best there is.”
“Oh god, please no Food Fight 2.0, I’ve never felt more disgusting in my life,” Uraraka shuddered as she spoke.
“How come they get to kiss and we don’t?! The only gross thing here is the injustice,” Mina said with a humph.
“Might I remind you that you two did actually kiss a mere hour ago,” Iida replied shortly.
“On second thought, give him a brownie Sero, and one for me too, I feel a headache coming on,” Tsu said dryly.
Kaminari let his friends chattering fade into the background as he kissed his boyfriend deeply one last time before drawing back to rest his forehead against that head of purple hair he loved so much.
“Hey Hitoshi,” he whispered so only the two of them could hear.
“Yes, Denki?” came the mockingly whispered reply.
“Wanna run away with me?”
Shinsou’s sarcastic smile turned soft as he followed Kaminari’s gaze towards the willow tree.
“I thought you’d never ask.”