It was a quiet evening in the UA dorms. The day's training had left everyone tired, so the students scattered to their rooms to relax. You were sat on your bed, your back leaning against the wall in your room, flipping through some sort of manga or magazine while Hanta Sero sat on the edge of your bed, absentmindedly scrolling through his phone, a relaxed expression on his face. The calm, peaceful air was a welcome change after the chaos of hero training.

You shifted slightly, feeling your lips chap from the dryness of the air. You rummaged through your nearby bag, finding your trusty lip balm. You uncapped it and applied a generous amount, sighing as the soothing relief spread across your lips.

Sero glanced up at you, his scarlet eyes curious. "What’s that?" he asked, tilting his head slightly.

You raised an eyebrow, waving the small tube in your hand. "Lip balm. My lips were dry."

He nodded, his gaze lingering on your lips for a second too long. "Does it help that much?"

You laughed softly. "Yeah, it's great. Do you want to try it?"

His eyes flickered with mild interest. "Sure, why not."

You reached out, offering him the lip balm with a smile. But instead of taking it, Sero shifted slightly, closing the distance between you. Before you could react, his hand gently cupped your face, and his lips pressed softly against yours.

Your eyes widened in surprise, but the warmth of the kiss melted away any shock. It was soft, gentle—exactly how you'd expect Sero to kiss, he deepened the kiss, the taste of the lip balm transferring between them. After a few moments, he pulled back, his calm expression barely shifting, though there was a slight flush on his cheeks.

"I think that works better," he said quietly, his eyes meeting yours with a hint of mischief.