Christmas was a success. Dad, Emi, and Daisuke actually enjoyed hanging out.

When we came back to school we were warned we needed to start thinking about our futures and where we wanted to go in life. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, I don't know if anyone was.

We kept performing at various spots whenever Jiro got us a gig but I'm not sure if I want to be a singer past high school, I saw how busy mom was, I don't know if I want that. Plus, if we do decide to pursue a career, we'd have start writing our own songs and I don't know if we're capable of that.

Since graduation is coming up we also had to start applications to colleges. Denki didn't know where he should apply to because he didn't think he'd have good enough grades, but he's passing and has a good chance of getting into a good school.

I helped him with applications, we applied to some of the same schools and he applied to a few others. I picked schools with a wide range of courses since we're not sure what we want to do.

Graduation was ticking closer and closer.

I wasn't worried but Denki was.

I did everything I could to make him feel better. It seemed to work.

Now, we're just a month away from graduation, and today, we figure out who graduates and who doesn't.

Denki sat in his seat, fidgeting, "What if I can't graduate because of my first and second year?"

I shook my head, "Don't think about that. You made it to your third year, didn't you?"

He nodded, "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Mio shrugged, "But there's always a possibility."

I glared at her. She's not helping.

Denki sighed, "I'm not going to graduate."

Aizawa cleared his throat, "Okay, I'm going to pass out everyone's results, if you would like you can share with your classmates, if you'd rather keep it private, respect that."

I got my paper, I'm definitely graduating.

I glanced at Denki, he still hadn't turned his paper over, "Are you okay?"

He nodded, "Yeah."

I squeezed his hand, "What do you need from me?"

He took a deep breath, "Look at it for me."

I nodded, flipping the page over. I smiled, "Pika, you're graduating."

His eyes went wide, "You're kidding?"

I shook my head, "Look at the page."

He glanced down and jumped up, "I'm freaking graduating! You're kidding! Hell yes!"

Aizawa nodded, "Yes, you have Ms. Kagayaku to thank for it."

Denki grabbed my face, planting a fat kiss on me, "Thank you so much, baby!"

I blushed as everyone else giggled.

Aizawa sighed, "Denki, sit back down."

He nodded and sat down, "I can't believe I'm graduating. I didn't think I would be. My mom is going to be so happy."

I smiled, "I'm so proud of you."

For the rest of the day, Denki had the biggest smile on his face. He's worked so hard and tried his best for every test he took.

After school, Denki was excited to show his parents his grades and tell them he's graduating. He called them on the way to his house and they let him know they wouldn't be home until late.

He sighed, "Do you wanna head to your house?"

I shrugged, "I don't mind going to your house. Mio's at mine with Bakugo."

He nudged me, "You want to be alone with me?!"

I rolled my eyes, "We haven't spent much time together, just the two of us in a while. It would be nice, we could watch a movie or something."

He reached for my hand, squeezing, "It would be nice."

When we got to his house, he went to grab us something to drink as I made my way to his room.

I couldn't help but laugh, "I'm telling, someone forgot to make his bed!"

He rolled his eyes as he walked down the hall, "I woke up late! I didn't want to be late picking you up too!"

I smiled, sitting on his bed, "I'm teasing."

He put something on before crawling in bed, "Come lay with me, it's been a long time since I've had a proper cuddle."

I smiled, curling up beside him, "Is this proper enough for you?"

He squeezed me, "Oh yeah, that's the good stuff."

I laughed, pulling away, "Okay, that's enough."

His jaw dropped, "Not cool, come back."

I laughed, sticking my tongue out at him, "Make me."

He laughed before grabbing me, tickling my sides. I busted up laughing, trying to move away, "Stop! Let me go!"

We rolled around, laughing until I was finally on top of him, pinning him down, "Ha! Gotcha!"

He pretended to struggle, even though he and I both knew he could push me over in a heartbeat, "Oh, no, I'm trapped. Help! Help!"

I giggled, leaning down to kiss him, "I win."

He smiled, "You can win anytime if this is the result."

I smiled, "Can I ask you something?"

He nodded, "Of course."

"Are you nervous about the future?"

He shrugged, "A little, only because I don't know what I want to be, but the rest of it? Nah, I'm excited."

I raised my brow, "The rest?"

He nodded, "Yeah, I know I want to go to school with you, find something cool enough to be able to take care of you, get us a place."

"Really?"

He nodded.

I felt a blush across my cheeks.

I started to slide off of him to lay with him but his hands caught my hips, "No, don't move."

His hands moved from my hips up my sides, his amber eyes staring into mine, "You know, you're beautiful."

I blushed, "Denki…"

He reached up, pulling the hair tie out of my hair, "I like your hair down."

My fluffy hair fell around my face and he smiled, "Absolutely gorgeous."

I leaned down, kissing him softly, "Denki…"

He let out a content sigh, "I love hearing my name from your lips."

The blush became more intense.

He put a hand on my cheek, caressing my cheek, his hand trailing along my locket chain, down my chest, in between my breast, and down my stomach.

I shivered at his touch.

He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me back down and rolling us over.

I was shocked as he laid between my legs, hovering over me. My heart started to race.

He lightly kissed my lips, then my cheek, then my neck finding the sensitive spot and I moaned.

I felt the smirk form on his lips against my skin.

I felt his hand as it wondered under my shirt, his fingertips lightly grazing my skin, I shivered, my body leaning into his.

He kissed his way back up to my lips, pulling my attention away from his touch to the tingle from his passionate kiss.

I tangled my fingers in his soft hair as I ran my other hand down his chest and up his back.

I felt him shiver the way I did.

I couldn't hold the smile back.

I trailed my finger slowly around his neck down to the buttons of his shirt, undoing one.

He didn't resist.

His kisses trailed back to my neck as I undid the rest of the buttons, pulling his shirt back so I could kiss his shoulder.

I've seen Denki shirtless but this was different. Touching him so intimately, the feeling of want making everything so much more intense.

He let out a soft but deep moan. I blushed. His moan… I want to hear it again. My body tingled with every touch and the sound of his moan amplified it.

I tangled my fingers in his hair as I kissed closer to his neck, earning another.

He pulled away, tugging his shirt off before kissing my lips softly as he reached for the buttons of my shirt, he slowly undid one, glancing up before kissing the newly exposed skin.

He hesitated before moving on to the next button. It wasn't long before he got to the last button, he slowly pushed my shirt down my arms, his eyes locked with mine as he tossed it to the floor.

He immediately started to kiss my chest, trailing light kisses over each breast as his fingers ran along the edge of my bra toward the back.

He kissed up to my ear, "Maki… if you want me to stop, just say so."

I shook my head.

He kissed me, repeatedly, softly, as he unhooked my bra, "I love you."

I lifted my leg against his side, slowly trailing my foot against his leg, "I love you too."

I felt his hand on my thigh, slowly moving up, under my skirt.

His touch felt amazing but this is uncharted territory. We didn't get the far at the lodge. A feeling of nervousness bubbled inside of me.

We're taking the next step, I trust Denki, I love him. Nothing about this feels wrong. Something that feels this good can't be wrong.

Denki sees a future with me. Moving in together, sharing a life, he's here to stay. I won't lose him. I believe that with all of my heart.

I want him. I want to be close to him. I want to give him everything.

"Denki…" My voice was breathy in a way I didn't know I could sound.

He lightly kissed my exposed chest, "Do you want me to stop?"

I shook my head, "Don't please."

He kissed my lips softly, "I love you, Maki. Nothing can change that. Even if you say no I'll still love you more than anything."

I nodded, "I know."

I watched as he clenched the pillow, "Maki, do you want this?"

I kissed him, hoping he'd take that as my answer.

You read about this moment, you see how awkward it can be in movies, but somehow, they all got it wrong.

I was expecting to fumble or maybe not enjoying because I'm broken or something. Or, maybe even doing something wrong or being bad at it… I don't know but I'm so glad I was wrong.

Denki pulled the comforter over us as wrapped his arms around me, holding me close, "Maki…?"

I nuzzled into his chest, "Denki…"

He kissed the top of my head, "Do you… do you regret what we did?"

I shook my head, "Not at all, never."

He let out a sigh of relief, "I love you, Maki."

I smiled, "I love you, Denki Kaminari."

Before any more could be said, Denki's phone started to ring, I reached over, grabbing his pants, digging his phone out. It was Jiro.

Denki answered, "Heyo… uhh, now?... Okay, well, Maki's with me, I'll let her know."

He sighed as he tossed his phone down, "Jiro wants us all to meet up at your studio, she's got some news for us."

I shook my head, snuggling closer, "I don't want to."

He chuckled, "I know, Buzzy, I don't want to leave this bubble either but we have to."

I reluctantly pulled away from him, sitting up. I glanced around the floor, trying to find my clothes in the pile. I spotted my bra (kinda hard to miss), my skirt, one of the white button-ups is mine, my undershorts, but I don't see my underwear. They could be lost in the sheets.

Denki leaned past me, grabbing his boxers, pulling them on as he stood, "I can get you something to wear if you don't want to wear your uniform home."

I nodded, trying to hide my blush.

He grabbed a shirt, handing it to me.

It's his favorite shirt. The black V-neck with the lightning bolts around the word 'Thunder Bolt' I see him wear this more than anything.

I pulled it on as I stood. It was long on me, it went past my undershorts. I could wear it as a dress.

Denki smiled as he pulled on a shirt, "Now how do you expect me to leave with you looking as good as you do?"

I blushed, a smile forming, "I mean… we could get back into bed."

He grabbed me, kissing me softly, "Nice try. We should head out. Just grab your things."

I sighed, shrugging, "It doesn't hurt to try."

Denki held my hand the entire drive to my house and the entire walk to the studio.

Everyone was already there, waiting for us.

Mio eyed me as I leaned against Denki but she didn't say anything.

I shifted nervously and leaned closer to Denki, "Do I have 'I just had sex' stamped on my forehead?" I whispered.

He pushed my hair back, inspecting my forehead, "Hmm, all I see is the 'I'm the cutest thing on the planet' stamp."

I rolled my eyes. I swear, this guy.

Jiro sighed as she stood, "So, I wanted to ask you all a serious question, do we see this band being a venture we want to pursue after graduation?"

We all looked around at each other.

Tokoyami shrugged, "I enjoy it but I will be going to school for literature, Maki's encouraged me to chase my talents as a writer."

I smiled.

Bakugo sighed, "I applied to the police academy."

Mio's eyes darted to him, "You did what?"

He nodded, "I should hear back soon. I'm going to be a detective."

Mio's eyes darted around the room before she stood, leaving.

Bakugo sighed.

Jiro shook her head and turned her eyes to me, "Maki?"

I shrugged, "I don't know, I mean it's fun but I don't know if I want to have the life my mom did."

Jiro nodded, "Denki?"

He shrugged, "I love it, the band has been awesome."

She sighed, sadly, "I needed to know because my dad gave me a job opportunity that will take up too much time to participate in the band. I want to take it but I don't want to leave you guys in the lurch."

Tokoyami nodded, "I see, but I don't think you should base your decision on us. This is something you should choose. Is this a once in a lifetime opportunity?"

She shrugged, "It's definitely a rare one. Producing is one of my favorite things in the world. It's what I've wanted to do since I was a child."

I smiled, "Well," I sighed, "I think you know your answer, Jiro, you have to do what's best for you."

Jiro sighed, "If I decide to take it, it doesn't start until a few weeks after graduation so we're still good to perform at the grad party."

I glanced back at Denki, he's disappointed. This meant so much to him. I feel bad.

Tokoyami shrugged, "I wouldn't mind continuing to play together if we find the time."

Bakugo rolled his eyes, standing, "If we're done, I'm out."

Before anyone could say anything, he walked out.

We all sighed.

Jiro bowed, "I'm sorry for calling you all together on such short notice."

I nodded, as we made our way out, "It's okay."

"Maki!" I heard my dad as he walked out back, "I'm so glad I caught you guys."

I raised my brow, "What's up, dad?"

He handed me an invitation, "So, the police department is holding a ball in a few weeks and the entertainment just pulled out. I was wondering if your band would play?"

I glanced at everyone, looking for approval, they all nodded, "Sure, dad, we'll play."

He let out a sigh of relief, "Great! My boss was ready to pull the plug."

He kissed my forehead before running in to call his boss.

Jiro nodded, "Alright, we'll do some rehearsal tomorrow and pick songs, I'll text Bakugo about it later. I gotta jet, Tokoyami?"

He nodded, bowing a goodbye before following her out.

Denki sighed, "Man, this is so not cool."

I nodded, sympathizing with him, "I know. I know how much you love doing shows and playing."

He shrugged, "I guess somethings just play out and come to an end."

I wrapped my arms around him, "I'm sorry, my Pika."

He shrugged, "It's all good. I still have you."

I smiled, I'm enough for him.