It was a quiet Saturday morning, the day before was spent doing hero training and one-on-one fights with the other hero class, and everyone seemed to be in some sort of aching and sore comatose state. Satou, who usually wakes up at the crack of dawn on the weekends to make breakfast for the rest of his class, slept through his five different alarms until he threw his phone and groaned from the movement.
Even Iida, who's the next person to wake up early on the weekends, was out of it. He sleepily dragged his feet to the kitchen, his legs feeling heavier than ever before, and blindly swiped at the fridge handle to grab the gallon of milk.
Once finding and grabbing the handle with what was left of his strength, he yanked the door open, the contents sitting on the shelves attached to the door rattled loudly, causing the boy to cringe. There was a groaning noise from the other side of the kitchen, and Iida froze. He didn't notice anyone when he walked in, so the noise put him on high alert. He frowned at himself in response for not being self-aware of his surroundings.
He opened the cabinets to grab a mug, effectively reaching the Ingenium decorated one, and brought it down to the counter to pour milk inside. Iida starts to pour halfway then stops, twisting the cap on the milk quickly, and moves back to the fridge slightly more awake to put it away.
What he doesn't realize is that, laying on the floor, limbs scattered around their body, fast asleep, is Kaminari Denki. His mouth was slightly open, and Iida worried for flies flying inside and him swallowing them absentmindedly, soft groans and snores were released here and there. He seemed to be holding a charging block for phones, but the cable itself was plugged in at one end and the other was hanging loosely between his lips.
Iida predicts from after everyone went to bed last night he woke up after recharging and walked to the kitchen, forgot why, then promptly passed out from exhaustion. Looking down and watching Kaminari groan and shuffle his body on the cold flooring trying to get comfortable, he realized that was the most possible way his night turned out. Iida opens the fridge softer this time, to not startle awake the blonde on the floor, then moves back to the counter to drink the milk that was slowly warming from being out.
He quickly finished his drink, placing the mug as quietly as possible in the sink, and moved to leave the kitchen. He was not expecting Kaminari to wake up. He was also not expecting for Kaminari to latch onto his leg in his half-awoken state.
Iida, from the sudden shock of the cold touch of Kaminari's arms, yelled out. He wasn't expecting any of this when his brain was needing recovery time, but here they are, with Kaminari gripping Iida's leg like it was a life-saver and Iida post-yell recovering, his heart beat racing faster than ever.
He was slightly thankful that his sudden outburst didn't wake anyone else up on the floor, but he at least wanted it to wake up the boy on the floor cuddling and nuzzling his face into Iida's calf. The taller boy wondered if he should activate his quirk just a bit, to make a noise closer to his face so he could wake up and realize what the hell he was doing.
But… Kaminari could probably also cuddle closer, since the engines would produce warmth.
Iida sighed, there was no winning in this situation.
He looked at the clock on the microwave, it read 7:30 A. Iida inwardly cursed himself out, blaming his punctual wake-up times even when he was sore and barely functioning. He realized the next person to wake up would either be Midoriya or Todoroki, sometimes at the same time, other times it was one or the other. They always got up around 8 A.M. though.
Which was another half hour. Another half hour of Kaminari drooling on his slippers, and another hour of Iida wondering how to slip out of his tightening grasp. Iida can now slightly agree with Bakugou when the explosive blonde calls the other "Drooly". He may not agree at the mean tone accompanying it, but the nickname was very observant on his point.
He looks to the microwave clock again, bored and impatient, it now reads 7:32 A. He realizes dejectedly that its going to be a long morning.
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Midoriya ended up waking before Todoroki, right at 8 A.M. on the dot. His arms ached, and his torso and back stung painfully as he sat up in bed. He wondered if it was worth making a morning shake and then going for a run, but then remembered that Todoroki was joining him this time, the thought slightly energizing him to get up and change.
He moved quickly (or as quickly his muscles would let him) to the common room, meeting Todoroki who was dressed in running shorts and an active sweater for temperature regulation. He was about to say good morning to the split-colored boy, but was silenced quickly as Todoroki waved for him to walk to where the other was standing.
Midoriya did, about to question Todoroki about why was so entertaining in the entryway of the kitchen, Todoroki pointing to the scene in front of them. The green-haired teen followed his finger, and gasping quietly at what he saw.
Iida Tenya, Class 1-A's president and prominent rule-follower, was standing but asleep, his shoulders and neck slumped forward from the lack of support. His glasses were very close to falling off his face, from the height they were hanging from would certainly result in a crack or two on the lenses. As the two boys looked lower, they noticed Kaminari, still holding onto Iida's leg. Kaminari looked comfortable, his arms wrapped around Iida's calves, his face resting above his slipper-covered foot, a small pool of drool forming under his mouth.
Todoroki stifled a giggle, and Midoriya covered his mouth in a desperate attempt to not laugh out loud. Todoroki, after trying to calm himself down, gracefully moved to slide between Iida and the open space of the kitchen, and grabbed two warm water bottles that were sitting on the counter. He returned to Midoriya and waved them in a silent agreement to leave the sleeping boys be, and to start their jog.
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Kirishima wasn't the first one to wake up on the weekends, nor was he the last, but he was definitely one of the few leftovers to wake up for breakfast, even when Satou was making pancakes.
So when he did eventually wake up from laughter echoing the halls, he got up reluctantly since it was before 11 A.M. and he shouldn't /be awake/. He swung his door open, his Crimson Riot vintage shirt clinging to his shoulders loosely and his basketball shorts hanging off his hips in a Bakugou-like fashion, and made his way to the annoying alarm clock known as the rest of his class.
He didn't expect to see Iida and Kaminari in the middle of the group, both bright red and sputtering out responses at the same time while the rest of his class laughed at their odd predicament. He walked towards Sero, who was slightly taller than the other people crowding around the victims.
"Mornin' Sero… Wha's everyone laughin' at?" Kirishima slurred out after a long yawn.
Sero looked to Kirishima, laughing a bit. "Hm? Hey Ei. Supposedly, Class Prez and Denki decided the kitchen entryway is the best place to KO."
"Oh," Kirishima replied with a sigh. "Who noticed them?"
"I think it was Midoriya and Todoroki first, since their water bottles from the counter are missing. When they got back after their jog, Iida was awake and Denki wasn't." Sero chuckled before continuing, "I think Baku-bro kicked Denki awake."
Kirishima grinned, "Yikes, man. Baku-bro in the morning is scary as shit."
Sero nodded in agreement, both of them turning their attention to the middle, Iida finally calming Kaminari down and trying to get the rest of the class to go away. Kaminari was just spilling apologies and empty promises for the chores for the day, to which Iida turned down, already knowing the blonde is going to forget.
Midoriya and Todoroki watch from the couches, laughing at the secondhand embarrassment Kaminari is radiating. They figured they wouldn't disturb their sleep in the early morning, and left a nice present for the rest of the class to loosen up to instead.
"Mission accomplished!" Midoriya whisper-yelled to Todoroki, who nodded pridefully.