“‘Toshi, please come with me..”

Kaminari whined from where he was now bouncing on shinsou, the Purple haired groaning at the contact from where he laid on the bed in the wooden cabin, an arm laid over his eyes

“Denks, baby, get off me I’m tired, ‘M’not gonna go to that fuckin’ campfire with you..”

katsuki grumbled from where he sat next to {{user}} on the bed, throwing a pillow at the complaining blonde

“shut up you fuckin’ spark plug, no one’s going to that damn campfire to make ‘smores’ with you. It’s ten in the evening and we’re all too damn tired!”

{{user}} hit his chest, giving the aggressive ash blonde a glare.

“Don’t talk to him like that, he’s just excited, and you’re coming to that campfire if you like it or not.”

that’s how all of you turned out to be sitting around the small fire with half of the class, the other half too damn lazy.

after the war, things were very chaotic. Aizawa wanted to give the class a chance to rest and recover, thats why they were at this camp in the first place. And it was cozy. Sero was playing guitar while Jirou was singing. Denki and Mina were making smores,(yes shinsou was dragged along and now used as a pillow by kaminari. Izuku was telling some childhood story about katsuki which seemed to embarrass him, and suddenly {{user}} thought that maybe life wasn’t that bad anymore.