Taking a bath with Izumi was something that Momo had done many, many times. Before, she had been ever so slightly on edge every time they did it. She just thought that it was her being more reserved compared to Izumi's more active personality. But then Momo realized she was gay when her sexual attraction to Izumi had slapped her hard in the face in a public setting, and now she understood why she had always been so anxious around Izumi.
That, and she was pretty sure her crush wasn't just a crush, but actually love.
At least what she would call love.
Momo sunk down into the large bath of her parents home, and watched as Izumi walked into the bath, completely and utterly naked. The only thing Izumi had to cover herself up was the lone towel that was casually tossed across her shoulders. There were a few reasons why Izumi would act like this. Either Momo was regarded so low as a sexual object that being naked simply didn't matter, she simply had no shame, or, perhaps the most likely of the three options, Izumi just had incredible confidence in her body.
Which, judging by how much she loved to talk about her body, was probably about right.
Momo sighed and remembered when Izumi had boob envy over anyone that had so much as a B-cup.
With only her eyes above the water, Momo watched the show of Izumi entering the water. The towel was tossed to the side, revealing, honestly nothing. Everything had already been on display since Izumi had finished undressing. The way her large breasts jiggled with each step was just pure essence of teenage horiness given form. Izumi's breasts were just perfect, from their shape to the lone mole on the southern hemisphere of her right breast.
But that wasn't all. Izumi swung her shapely leg over the edge of the bath and smiled brightly. Swimmers often had a unique body type compared to runners or other sports in general. There was an evenness to the way their muscles developed, while at the same time maintaining a layer of fat that just made Izumi look fuller than most girls, and Izumi wore it well. Her legs weren't super long, but her hips were wide, and her thighs were thick.
Izumi's stomach, however, might be Momo's guilty pleasure. There was something about the tight firmness that was occasionally exposed whenever Izumi stretched in a certain way that drove her crazy.
Basically, Izumi was absolutely perfect and there was no one in this whole wide world that could tell Momo otherwise.
"Oooh," Izumi cooed as she lowered into the water. She scooted along the bottom and sat right down next to Momo. "This feels so nice after that first week of school."
"Mmmm." Momo said, still barely keeping her nose out of the water.
They floated.
She knew that.
But.
They were right there.
Izumi gave a nice long stretch, both arms well above her head as her peaks seemed to bounce atop the water.
Boing.
Boing.
Oh look. Gay attack! Lovely!
Was now the time to tell Izumi how she felt? Would that be weird? They were both naked and she was basically ogling Izumi. She didn't even know if Izumi liked other girls! What if she was friendzoned! Or worse, sister zoned? What if Izumi had a crush on Inasa and that was why she was so friendly towards him?
Wait, that was just Izumi in a nutshell.
But Inasa! Inasa so had a crush on Izumi, and that honestly made it hard for her to be friends him with, despite him being one of the nicest people in her class and having no problem with trying to be friends with her. She was sure that if she knew Izumi's feelings, it'd probably be easier to be friends with Inasa.
Jealousy sucked.
"So, how's 1-A?" Izumi asked, letting her arms drop into the bath and unintentionally splashing Momo with the hot water. "I mean, like, you had the same class with All Might we did, right? The Heroes vs Villains thing?"
"Yeah, we did." Momo hummed and sat back up to let her body relax in the water. She placed her head against the cold wall and rolled her shoulders, the water lapping against her chest.
"Boop." Izumi, in a fearless move, poked her in the nipple ever so slightly. "I bet there has to be some boys in your class that were drooling after they saw your hero costume."
"Izumi!" Her voice cracked and she wrapped a single arm around her chest. "I swear, you're as bad as any of them."
"You should see the girls in my class!" Izumi laughed, swinging her arms wide. "I mean, I know you eat lunch with us and stuff, but Setsuna is so grabby in the locker room! She's pinched every girl's butts!"
"Why?" Momo asked, raising an eyebrow. Sure, Setsuna was kind of spunky and basically a less nice version of Nejire, but wasn't that going a bit far? Then again, Nejire basically demonstrated to Izumi how massaging her chest could make it grow. Among other things. "Is she into girls?"
"No, I don't think so. I think she might have a crush on Inasa, but Itsuka is a lesbian and threatens Setsuna a lot."
Momo blinked. Itsuka, the orange-haired girl with the responsible aura was a lesbian? And she just admitted it to Izumi? Why? More competition? Guh! Why the hell was she so paranoid about this! If she just told Izumi about her feelings, then she'd have nothing to worry about, right?
"So, what about you?"
"Hmm?" Izumi spun to look at her, her big green eyes filled with confusion as she tilted her head to the side. "About what?"
"I mean, do you, umm," Momo bit her lip. Could she just ask if Izumi liked girls? "Are you okay with that? Itsuka being a lesbian, I mean."
"Oh!" Izumi fell back and then floated in the water, her entire naked body exposed to Momo without even the slightest hint of modesty. For all Izumi cared, Momo might as well have been just a statue. "Well, I mean, I've never known a lesbian before."
Momo blinked. Itsuka was the third lesbian that Izumi was close to. Nejire was, Momo was, and now Itsuka.
Was she dense?
Holy crap.
Izumi was dense.
Was that a blessing or a curse?
"But, it doesn't mean she's not my friend! Besides! I think it's neat."
"What's neat?" Momo asked, feeling her heart pound into her chest.
"Girls love!" Izumi sat up in the tub again, her long green hair falling onto her back with a wet slap. "I mean I never really thought about it is all, so it's kind of neat that it's a thing."
Honestly, that was pretty in character for Izumi. She was obsessive to the point that she'd miss something obvious like that. But, that was also kind of cute. Not that Momo was one to talk.
"So, then is there a boy you like?" Momo asked, trying to keep her voice chipper. "I mean, like, romantically?"
"Hmmm, not really." Izumi tapped on her chin and then lowered herself deeper into the water until it was up to her chin. "I mean, I haven't really found a boy I'd want to go out with I guess. Is that weird? I feel like that's weird."
"No, it's normal. But, maybe it's just because you're not attracted to boys." Just a few more nudges! Just a few! "I mean, I know I'm not."
"What? Really? Did you turn someone down?" Izumi shot out of the water and moved towards Momo on all fours like a predator about to pounce. Before she knew what had happened, Izumi had her pinned against the edge of the tub, her well defined arms braced against the wall, while her large full breasts swayed so incredibly close to Momo's own.
Izumi.
Was dangerous.
"Tell me," Izumi whined.
Being pinned like this, being held so close to Izumi, it made her body feel hot. Her breath was short. Izumi's lips were so close. Her body was so close. If she wanted, it would be so easy to kiss the girl. The confession was on her lips. But it was frozen. Frozen by excitement and fear.
"A boy in my class," Momo admitted slowly, her hands grasping for something, anything, on the bottom of the tub. She wanted to grab Izumi's hips. "He asked me out. I refused, but I think he was asking out everyone."
"Oooh!" Izumi flopped off of her and Momo let out a breath of relief and then instantly missed the sensation. "That's kind of sucky."
"Yeah." Almost as sucky as Izumi currently not pinning her against the wall and kissing the hell out of her as they explored each other's naked bodies. Also. Fuck. She was a bottom. That made confessing harder, right?
"Oh! But right! What happened with the hero exercise? You never told me!"
"Well, I was paired with Shoto," Momo said slowly, taking her eyes off of Izumi for a moment. She needed to do whatever she could to calm herself down. "And, honestly, I didn't really do anything. He basically just froze the entire building and walked in. I kind of got carried."
"That's nice in that you didn't have to try, but kind of sucks that you didn't get the chance to show off."
"Yeah, I guess. I think Inasa was upset that he didn't get to go up against Shoto though, but like Shoto, he kind of did everything for his team." Momo hummed. "And that boy,"
"Katsuki?"
"Mmm." Momo nodded and glanced towards Izumi. Her best friend didn't seem too phased by the mention of her old bully. "He got captured because he ran in and fought two on one."
Izumi snorted.
"But he still won. His partner was Toru, the invisible girl."
"Hmph, he got lucky I guess. Still, good for her." Izumi crossed her arms over her chest.
"Yeah, but what about you?" Momo asked. She found her hand scooting closer towards Izumi as though it had a mind of her own.
To her surprise, Izumi scooted closer and let out a long yawn into a stretch before the girl's head fell onto her shoulder. Every part of Momo's body went rigid for a few seconds before she took a deep breath and relaxed. This wasn't the first time Izumi had done this, but it was just as much of a surprise as the first time. It was just that normally, they were both clothed when Izumi did this.
"Well, I was paired with Reiko, she's the white haired girl in my class. She's weird, but she's also super fun. We were team halloween. We managed to win by flying to the top floor and then basically capturing both Itsuka and Neito." Izumi wrinkled her nose and let out a long sigh. "It was kind of anti-climatic. I think the most exciting part was Setsuna making All Might flustered."
"Now that's talent. So, did anything else happen? We really haven't had a chance to really hang out since we got to U.A." Momo sighed and felt her hand brush against Izumi's thigh or something. "I think I'm going to tell your mom you're living with me on the weekends. I need my weekly dose of Izumi or else I'll die."
"I think she already knows I'm probably not coming home on the weekends. It'll be fine so long as I spend time with her during the weekdays." Izumi hummed and moved her hand. She reached down into the water and Momo felt Izumi grab her hand.
This was perfectly normal. It was perfectly normal for two girls to hold hands. Naked. Under water. With one of them having a massive crush on the other. Totally perfectly normal.
"But, yeah, apparently our hamster is a principal."
"What?"
"Oh." Izumi let out a yawn and shrugged. "I meant our principal is a hamster. His name is Nezu; he's helping me figure out my runes and stuff. Apparently, he really likes languages and stuff like that. He helped me learn a cool barrier spell. I can show you later."
"That sounds good, just don't ask me to attack it with a bat again." The recoil hurt.
"Okay. Oh, that reminds me!" Izumi perked up a bit and held out her free hand. "Because of Reiko, I think I figured out a good way to fly. Next week I'm going to have Nejire help me with it."
"We can work on it tomorrow if you want." Momo glanced at the small window that was too high up to really look out of. "Though, it might be raining tomorrow."
"That'd be fine, I just mostly need to learn how to balance. It's really neat and I think you'll like the idea too."
"Oh?" Momo asked. She finally felt relaxed with Izumi's body so close to her. She tilted her head to the side and found her cheek resting on top of Izumi's head. They really were just about the perfect height for each other. "What's that?"
Izumi moved and smiled at her. "I ride my broom."
"You're really embracing the witch theme Izumi, that makes me happy. But, I think we need to get out of the bath. We need to get to bed."
As wonderful as sitting with Izumi like this was, nothing quite beat the fact that Izumi cuddled in her sleep, and Momo was all too willing to return that embrace.
AN: 2.2k words of Izumi and Momo being naked and Momo having a gay panic attack. For those of you wondering why a hormonal teenager is having problems confessing, that's your answer.