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Chapter 19

I blushed for what felt like the hundredth time when a hand was purposely brushed against my bare knee. Somehow the three of us were shoulder-to-shoulder in the back of Masaru's car, the boys deciding it would be better if we all sat together.

I was wearing a short burgundy A-line dress with cap sleeves and the guys were taking full advantage of the skin being on display. Elbowing Shinsou's ribs, I forced him to back up a little, seeing as he was most definitely ogling my chest.

"My eyes are up here boys," I whispered before batting at their hands to make them behave. Bakugo leaned in, gently pulling me into his side with a hand on my shoulder. The smell of their masculine cologne – yes they had the same scent on, kill me now – engulfed my senses.

"Yeah, but it's hard not to stare when you look so fucking beautiful."

Before I could do more than stutter, Masaru cleared his throat and let us now that we had arrived. As we pulled up a valet jumped to open our doors, Shinsou exited first and turned to offer me a hand. His sleeves were rolled up, showcasing the vein tracking across his forearms.

It should be illegal for freaking arms to look that appealing.

The way his eyes followed my legs, barely glancing up to make eye contact had me realizing just how hypnotic I must seem to them. They were only used to seeing me in workout gear and comfy clothes, never in fancy dresses and make-up.

That being said, they had me just as entranced. Bakugo appeared at his elbow, having hopped out the opposite door, and I drank them in. My eyes slowly roved over the tight-fitting dress pants, languidly perusing the sinfully snug fit of their matching white button ups. Their scorching gazes made my stomach tighten as I exited the vehicle gracefully.

I smirked when Bakugo crowded my back, almost like he couldn't bear to be a foot away from me. Taking both their hands, I led the way after Masaru, knowing full well that these two were on autopilot.

Both sets of hands were hot in mine and slightly sweaty, more so on Bakugo's end of course. Mitsuki was already seated at the table, standing upon seeing us and pulling us each into a hug.

"Aren't you a fucking show stopper," she purred, making me spin. I giggled and thanked her right before Bakugo yanked me out of her grip. The flex of his hand against my hip had me biting me lip.

"Oi, leave her the fuck alone hag. She isn't yours to play with."

The glare she sent him could kill and I shivered at the intensity, taking the seat Masaru pulled out for me.

"If you fucking play with her boy, I will personally make your life a living hell. She is not a plaything."

Bakugo had the audacity to look sheepish. "You know that isn't what I meant."

His mumbled excuse had her punching him in the arm, not wanting to make a scene. Pulling the blond down next to me, I shot him a small smile. He discreetly slid his chair closer to mine and hooked his foot around my ankle, pulling my leg flush against his. His fingers danced over my knee, making me flush scarlet.

Shinsou, not to be outdone, casually rested his arm on the back of my chair as he chatted with Masaru. Deft fingers drew lazy circles on my shoulder. Goosebumps quickly spread down my arm, warmth spreading through my body.

The restaurant soon caught my attention as the boys were drawn into conversation and I admired the lush interior. A deep blue covered the walls and white floor-to-ceiling curtains covered the windows. The room reminded me of a ballroom and the tables were spaced out in a way that I could hear chatter but no distinctive conversations.

Discreetly, I pinched the tablecloth between my fingers and nearly groaned, this place screamed high class. Shinsou noticed me gawking and snickered, nudging me under the table with his foot.

A waiter popped out of nowhere and asked us for our drinks, handing out heavy menus that had prices nowhere to be found. I shot a panicked look at Bakugo and he rolled his eyes, quickly ordering for me and himself. Shinsou smoothly followed his lead and then we were once again left on our own. Rolls appeared on the table and so did these cute little cookies.

I reached out and grabbed one, popping the entire thing in my mouth. Bakugo made a grab for me but it was too late, I had already fully committed. Mitsuki burst out laughing as I turned to her son in panic. He held out his napkin and I spit the fancy butter into it, trying not to make eye contact as he held in his laughter.

"What the fuck am I going to do with you, Ren?" My face blazed in embarrassment when my eyes connected with Mitsuki's across the table.

"Oh, OH that was fucking fabulous! We are bringing you to more dinners, girl. I love these places but they can be a bit stuffy. You clear up the dead and old vibe real quick when you do shit like that!"

I picked up my glass of water and took a generous sip, watching as Shinsou grabbed a roll, buttered it with the traitorous cookie shaped cream, and placed it on my plate. He leaned over and whispered in my ear whilst Bakugo was arguing with his mother.

"Don't worry, I thought it was a cookie, too."

"Why the hell does the butter look like that? Like, who has that much time on their hands?"

Bakugo snorted and put a hand on my knee, making it that much more difficult not to do something stupid. Luckily, the food arrived before I could do anything else to make my middle class self-more obvious.

However, I made sure to always wait to see what everyone else did before I started, not wanting to embarrass myself any further. A delicious yakitori dish was sat in front of me and I practically started drooling.

"So, you three, how are the studies going?" Masaru picked up the conversation easily, used to dealing with ticking time bombs on the daily.

"It's been going well. Ren actually had an ingenious idea of studying ahead and getting our homework down weekly instead of nightly. It's really given us a lot of time to work out and practice with our quirks."

As Shinsou spoke, he ran his fingers down my arm, making goosebumps break out over my skin.

"Oh, why didn't you think of something like that, brat?"

Rolling his eyes, the blond just continued to eat, occasionally glancing my way to make sure I wasn't doing anything stupid.

Or he could be checking you out. It's like neither of them can take their eyes off of you.

"Um, I need to use the restroom."

Before the sentence was fully finished, both guys were up and one was grabbing my hand while the other pulled out my chair. Apparently, they both need to go, too.

When we made it to the secluded hallway, I whirled around and placed a hand on both of their chests, stopping their advances before they could even get any ideas.

"If you two don't stop flustering me, I will start locking my bedroom door and you'll have to sleep in your own beds. We aren't alone right now and you need to control yourselves."

Placing my hands on my hips for emphasis, I gave them both a sharp look.

Shinsou leaned in and kissed my cheek.

"Sorry, short stuff. It's not my fault you look like that."

With that he walked into the bathroom, leaving me and Bakugo alone. He mirrored the other's actions and gave me a sweet kiss before making his own statement.

"I would like to apologize but I can't because that would undermine how hard it is for me to keep my hands to myself when you look like this. I'll do better though."

The sultry way his eyes roved my body made his thoughts very clear.

Holy crap! I can't handle them being sweet AND flirty at the same time. I'm gonna combust.

We all walked back to the table on our own, me being the last to rejoin the group since I needed a few moments to collect my thoughts.

Dessert was a decadent chocolate mousse I had never even heard of and I felt like I could literally lick the bowl. To be fair, if I was at home, then I would have done it.

The drive home was short and full of wandering hands hidden by the dark of night. More than once I found myself yanking an ear or smacking the back of a head - discreetly of course.

For some reason, this only seemed to egg them on. When we arrived at the Bakugo's home, I all but shoved both of them out, breathing a sigh of relief when I had a moment of breathing space.

Mitsuki led me to a guest room to change and leaned against the door as I removed my makeup.

"Ren. I know you aren't a pushover and that those boys treat you well, but don't be hesitant to put your foot down. Katsuki might be a little shit but I did teach him to respect women."

I gave her a warm smile and a nod, handing her my dress before heading upstairs. The sight that greeted me when I went upstairs had me closing the door in mortification, running back down the stairs to occupy the couch.

Mitsuki shot me a confused look but didn't say anything, not even when an extremely red duo ran down the stairs. I refused to look at them, grabbing the remote and turning the television on.

"Um, Ren, do you want to play video games in my room?"

Bakugo's barely their whisper was hard to hear over the blood rushing in my ears. The fact that he whispered told me just how embarrassed he was.

"I think I'll grab us some water bottles and then I'll head up, you two go on without me."

Shinsou groaned, covering his face and then literally dragged the blond back upstairs with him.

As I opened the fridge, Mitsuki leaned over the top of the door and raised an eyebrow.

"What did you catch them doing?"

That simple sentence had me sticking my head in the fridge to cool down, a cackle sounding right above me.

"Um, so, I think… they were… comparing…" I muttered at the milk.

She absolutely lost it, clutching her side and roaring with laughter that was definitely heard upstairs. I rushed up before Bakugo could find a way to make this worse, stopping to knock this time. The door was flung open and I was yanked inside, bottles flying in every direction.

"I didn't see anything! Not really!" I squeaked out before either of them could question me. "It doesn't take a genius to figure out what you were doing, though!"

The awkward silence was broken by Bakugo picking up the water bottles and starting up the gaming system.

"Okay, so fucking what? You caught us doing something totally normal. It's not like you wouldn't compare if you had one."

Both of them shot a quick look at me as Bakugo spoke, trying to gauge my reaction. I plopped down between them and put an arm around their shoulders.

"Calm down. I was just shocked. I'll definitely start knocking." Shinsou snorted and leaned into me, eyes glued to the game in front of him.

"You know, I loved that dress on you but there is just something about you in short shorts and a loose sweater." I reached up and buried my hands in his violet locks, giving them a tug at his statement.

A little while later, Mitsuki popped her head in and told us it was time to shut it down.

"You three should get plenty of rest seeing as you'll be waking up early tomorrow. Also, open door policy especially at night, brat."

With that, she swung the door wide open and left, making the blond to my left curse under his breath.

I crawled into the bed while they cleaned up, frowning when Bakugo closed his door.

"Won't your mom make a scene if she comes up and the door is closed?"

Shinsou crawled in next to me, instantly pulling me flush against him.

"I don't give a fuck what she does. She knows we aren't going to go too far with her room basically below this one."

Before I could argue my point more, Shinsou tilted my chin up and slowly ran his nose along mine, teasing me before he captured my lips. The smell of mint wafted into my senses when our tongues gently met, making goosebumps travel down my arms.

Bakugo slid in behind me and pressed his nose into the back of my neck before giving it a small nip. Shinsou pulled away, both of us panting.

Bakugo snorted before telling us to go to sleep, flipping the switch with an expertly thrown pillow. After some shuffling and the guys literally manhandling me until they were satisfied with how I rested on them, I found it very difficult to fall asleep. I started fidgeting and Shinsou sighed into my hair.

"Ren, what's wrong?"