Here's that morning scene for all of y'all who wanted it! I think I'll do something with Inko next, so be prepared for more fluff as I slowly cure my quarantine boredom with this cotton candy level sweet BS!

Also, realized that I need to re-italicize everything once it's in FF, so hopefully this is a bit easier to read.

Enjoy!

Ashido was usually a deep sleeper. Late nights and weekends were an equation for sleeping in to noon for her, and usually, last night would have meant just that. However…

Ugggh… Whose…

Sleep crusted eyes peeling open, the pink skinned girl was suddenly very aware of the body she was wrapped around. The red spikey hair of her boyfriend and his recognizable snores reassuring her as to who it was, the hero in training suddenly felt an intense fear shoot through her body. Shooting upwards, panicked, Ashido heard Kirishima groan beneath her at her movement.

We fell asleep! Aizawa's going too - !

…

Wait, this isn't… Where…?

Suddenly, the last vestiges of sleep drained from the girl's mind, and she realized with a start that maybe she should be hoping for Aizawa, because the alternative was…

Looking around, Ashido made note of Jirou and Kaminari - who were wrapped around each other in much the same way as Kirishima and her - on the futon, and the beady red light which came from the nightstand's alarm clock.

7:34

Sighing, the acid user slouched in relief - if only for a moment, they'd been spared from the universe's wrath. If they had been back at the dorms, with their luck - or maybe Jirou and Kaminari's luck, considering they were the ones who were constantly getting caught - Aizawa would have found them by now. The man - who denied his much deserved title of 'Dadzawa', much as he was called it anyway - probably would have just decided to give a random room check, and all four of them would have been toast with a capital T.

… Toast.

Stretching, the girl - careful not to step on Kirishima too much - grabbed her phone and moved towards the door. Yawning, she peaked out into the hall - still dark, as it seemed no one was awake quite yet - and looked both ways, trying to decide which door to test her luck on in her search for the restroom.

There was a door on each end of the hall, and the thought of accidentally walking into Miruko's room sent a shiver down her spine. The rabbit hero had nearly killed them all during the training camp that first year, and the pink acid hero did not want to deal with that in the morning.

What if I woke her up or something? She'd kill me for sure.

Swallowing loudly, fear building in her chest, the girl made her decision. Moving to the left, she carefully crept down the hall - as silent as she could be - and quietly clutched the handle of the door.

Need to be careful, just in case.

Turning the handle as softly and slowly as she could, she made sure the bolt was completely free before pushing the door open.

Really, she should have noticed the carpet and thought to herself, wow, bathrooms don't have carpet, and left. But she didn't. Because she was Ashido, and because her upper levels of thinking were still dulled with sleep. She was a tired Ashido! The worst kind of Ashido to have in this situation!

The door didn't even squeak as she entered. Freezing to a stop as her eyes came to rest on the bed, and the rabbit ears which made it obvious who was in said bed, she turned to get the fuck out of there as quickly as she could.

But then…

Since when has Miruko had green hair?

Curiosity peaked, Pinky turned back to closer inspect the situation, and felt her heart jump into her throat at her discovery.

Midoriya!?

There, in much the same situation that she and Kirishima had been in not five minutes earlier, Midoriya - her freaking classmate - was intimately wrapped in unconscious embrace with the terrifying rabbit hero. Foreheads pressed together in sleep, they made just about the most adorable picture that Ashido had ever seen.

Much cuter than Kaminari drooling on Jirou, though not quite as funny.

Narrowing her eyes in thought, Ashido pulled out her phone.

Though, this doesn't exactly surprise me. Explains a lot, actually.

Memories of that first training camp, blurry with the fear and terror that had come with them, flashed through her mind. That first dinner, where Izuku had made a bowl for the number 7 and sat next to her as easily as he did any of them, how he called her Rumi…

Who would have thought that Mineta of all people would've been right about something like this?

Carefully pulling up the camera on her phone and bringing it to bear, she smiled to herself as she snapped a photo.

Oh shit, the flash.

They'd been out the night before, it had been necessary then, and really, still was now. However…

Fluorescent green and red eyes gazed back at her as she looked up from her phone, sweat beginning to drip down the back of her neck as she began subty backing out of the room.

"Ahhh, good morning!" Ashido gasped to herself in fake shock as she stared around the room. "Wow! This isn't the restroom! I'll just be…" Turning, the acid hero tried to book it, only to be KO'd by a thin metal object, which struck her in the back of the head and stole from her the consciousness that she'd been working to recover since waking.

Falling to the ground as the darkness encroached on her vision, she couldn't help the smile that came to her face.

Worth it.

Blinking slowly, the world began returning to the young acid hero.

Groaning as she sat up, the cool feeling of an ice pack kept her from moving too much. As she reached up to keep the large blue bag where it was firmly positioned on her head, Ashido slid her eyes upwards to try and catch a glimpse of wherever it was she was.

Last thing I remember is…

Spicy red eyes met her own, as the famed rabbit hero met her gaze from where she sat to Pinky's left, peacefully sipping a mug of coffee as she read from a tablet which was suspiciously still shining from the use of a wet wipe.

"Morning brat."

Ashido yelped, leaping into the air and falling backwards, only to have Kirishima's arms wrapped firmly around her to keep her from falling. Turning backwards she caught her boyfriend's kind look as he sat her back down in her chair.

"Chill out pinky, I'm not gonna kill you or anything," sighing, the pro drew her attention once again back to the tablet in her hand."You already got what was coming to you."

"Ya," Suddenly aware of everyone else at the table, the girl turned to face Jirou and her blonde buffoon of a boyfriend, who was speaking to her. "What made you think taking a picture of them sleeping was a good idea?" Kaminari asked, raising an eyebrow?

"You know what you did was dumb when Denki asks you that," Jirou chuckled teasingly at her pink friend.

"Hey!"

"It's true and you know it bro," Kirishima laughed, ruffling Mina's head as he did so, "Which makes this all the funnier."

"You didn't see what I saw! They're adorable!" Mine stood, suddenly fully aware as she pointed at the two in question. "It was my responsibility as a woman, no, as a hero to make sure such cuteness was fully and completely documented!" Standing tall, she brought a hand to her chest as her voice became more and more dramatic. "No matter the threat to my health or life!"

"So manly Mina! I'm so proud!"

Miruko sighed, rolling her eyes as Izuku chuckled. Setting the breakfast he'd prepared before them, he took his place next to his other part, and smiled broadly at them.

"Thanks Mido! What do we owe ya?" Ashido asked as she dug in.

"Only a copy of the picture," the greenette chuckled, Miruko slapping his arm as he did, prompting more laughter out of him.

"Sure thing! I got you!" Whipping out her phone, the pinkette gave him a satisfied grin when she sent the adorableness along the cyber highways.

…

Four , simultaneous 'bings' echoed across the room, and everyone slowly looked at Ashido.

"Did, did you just…"

"Send it to the group chat? Yes!"

"Why…?"

"To spread the cuteness!"

Izuku sighed, shaking his head as Miruko brandished her tablet.

Uh oh.