Izumi and Uraraka are spending a leisure, late afternoon in Izumi's dorm room. What originally starts as an innocent study session with English textbooks and store-bought pastry with tea, has since dissolved into a lazy make out session. Uraraka lies on top of Izumi as they are kissing, their textbooks, pencils and papers discarded and forgotten on the floor.
Amongst the soft pressing of lips and quiet gasps, Izumi soon finds herself noticing something peculiar. Every so often, Uraraka would cease her ministrations for a moment. It would be no longer than a second of hesitation before she returns to caressing Izumi's dark curls and her freckled cheeks. Although initially disregarded, Izumi soon finds this is something she can no overlook. It grows to the point where Izumi is a little concerned.
"Is something wrong, Uraraka?" Izumi asks, slightly out of breath. Her concerned eyes widen a fraction as she watches Uraraka bite her lip uncertainly.
"It's nothing."
Izumi is silent for a moment and tries to sit up, made a little difficult with how Uraraka is on top of her. She offers Uraraka a small smile. "We don't need to continue if you're not feeling up for it. We can go back to reading up on tomorrow's homework."
"No! No, that's really not it, Deku," Uraraka insists and puts her hands on Izumi's chest, light and reassuring. Uraraka doesn't show any indication of wanting to move, so Izumi allows herself to relax just a little.
She tilts her head. "Are you sure? If that's not the problem, then what is?" Uraraka doesn't respond, merely looks down on the bed they're lying on. Her gaze quickly skids to an empty spot on the wall as if she has seen something she shouldn't have. Her round cheeks redden and her fingers are fidgeting. Izumi's concern only increases.
"It's not that important, really."
"Uraraka-"
"I feel like All Might is watching us," Uraraka blurts out and Izumi's eyes widen, comically so. There's an awkward silence that settles over the two girls as Uraraka turns redder with every passing second and Izumi finds herself at a loss of words.
Time passes almost painfully slow and the wheels in Izumi's head are turning.
Izumi shoots a quick glance at all her differently sized All Might figurines, lined up and facing the bed. The inspirational posters hanging on the wall, staring back at her. The final blow is delivered when Izumi chances a glance down on her bedsheets and only then notices that they're essentially making out on All Might's face.
Ah.
Perhaps it is time to redesign her room.
A/N: more female deku/uraraka shenanigans
inspired by a tumblr post
dunno if it's been written already (might've been because i'm an anime watcher), but i just think it'd be hilarious if deku brought someone to his/her room and things had to be cut short bc all might is eVERYWHERE lmao
poor uraraka probably wont be able to look all might in the eye for days afterwards