The U.A. festival was chaos in the best way—music echoing, fireworks prep happening in the distance, students running from booth to booth. You and Keigo were supposed to be “responsible heroes” escorting Class 1-A, but half the time you were just trying not to get dragged into their antics.

“Here, take this!” Mina shoved a lollipop into your hand, red and shiny. “And this one’s for Hawks,” Kaminari added, grinning as he held out a blue one.

Keigo twirled it between his fingers before unwrapping it with his teeth. “Don’t mind if I do.” He winked at you. “Red suits you, though. Fitting.”

You rolled your eyes but stuck yours in your mouth anyway.

Hours later, after bouncing from games to food stalls, you and Keigo finally got separated from the rest of the class. It wasn’t intentional—you both ducked down a quieter path, and suddenly, the noise of the festival was behind you.

You leaned against the wall of an empty stall, lollipop stick dangling from your fingers. “They’re probably fine without us for ten minutes.” Keigo stepped into your space, smirking. “Ten minutes, huh? Think that’s enough?”

You didn’t even answer before he leaned down, and suddenly the taste of sugar and spice was on his lips. The kiss deepened, sweet but hungry, like he’d been holding it in all day. Your laugh got caught in his mouth, his hands pressing you closer until all the festival noise felt like it had disappeared.

When you finally came back, trying to look as casual as possible, the first thing you noticed was Jirou staring. Then Kirishima pointed. “Uh… guys? Why are your tongues purple?”

You froze. Keigo blinked. Both of you slowly looked at each other—red plus blue.

Before you could come up with an excuse, Mina gasped dramatically. “OH. MY. GOD. You two totally—!”

The class exploded in laughter and teasing, throwing comments left and right. “Scandalous!” Kaminari whooped. “Not in front of the school grounds!” Mina cried. Even Bakugou snorted before turning away with a muttered, “Idiots.”

You groaned, covering your face with your hand. “Unbelievable.” But Keigo? He just leaned lazily against you, utterly unbothered, lips still curved in a smug grin.

“What can I say?” he drawled, tossing his lollipop stick away. “Guess we mix well.”