~One hour later with Jirou~

"We're finally done," Bakugo muttered as he submitted the report.

"I told you we would be done in an hour, Bakugo" Jirou smirked as she stretched her arms out.

"Yeah, but the last time you said that we spent three hours on researching shit for the outline," Bakugo spat back.

Before Jirou could argue back, Momo butt into the conversation, "Kyouka, there was something I wanted to discuss with you," the nervous look on her face was one that was rarely seen.

"What's wrong Momo?"

"A series of events seems to have transpired online while your phone was inactive," Momo said, "which have caused quite a few people to seek you out in relation to such event."

"Online? Bakugo was saying something about that earlier too?" Jirou looked back and forth between the two, "Did my accounts get hacked or something? I rarely post anything on my accounts so does it really matter?" Jirou could honestly care less about her FB or Instagram. Most people might spend their time on those sites, but she wasted time on Youtube listening to covers or hearting memes on Tumblr.

"Here," Bakugo passed over his laptop to Jirou, "Login in to your FB."

"Please do so, Kyouka. Then you will understand our concern," Jirou simply gave up for Momo's sake and logged in. Instead of being blocked or finding spam posts on her wall, she had over a 100 notifications for her inbox alone.

"What the hell," She went into the messenger and clicked on one message after the other. Each one saying the same thing about a weird guy with a scarf looking for a purple haired girl, each one ending with a variation of, "Is he talking about you?"

Jirou quickly went to her notifications and saw that each one was a request to tag her in the same set of pictures. The blonde boy from Friday was wearing her scarf and spread out on the ground.

"Oh… my God," Jirou covered her mouth as she read through the caption over and over again.

"Look, Kaminari wasn't thinking straight when he posted this. We can report his ass if you want," Bakugo awkwardly tried to comfort her. He normally wouldn't give a shit but he was starting to feel the guilt of not stopping the blonde from making his search for Jirou go viral.

"Kaminari…. Kaminari Denki…. is his name, right? Oh shit-HAHAHAHAHA," Jirou couldn't hold back anymore and let out the laugh that she had been trying to hold in. She laughed so hard that the tears in her eyes started to stream down her face, "E-even his name… suits him!"

Her three group members were left dumbfounded at Jirou's reaction. It took a moment before Bakugo realized that she wasn't crying tears of embarrassment and asked, "Are you fucking crazy?"

"N-no, it's just that he's so funny!" Jirou started to say as she wiped away some of the tears, "Any normal person would have just forgotten me or stalked around FB for a bit before giving up. This guy went so overboard. He even called me a good-hearted civilian!"

"You two idiots were meant to be," Bakugo sighed with relief. Momo and Todoroki just look at each and couldn't help but smile as well. It seemed that all of Jirou's friends had seen the circulating post and had tried to reach out to her or let her know through one website or another. Jirou logged out and handed Bakugo back his laptop while everyone they were all packing up their things to leave.

"We were all worried for no reason then," Momo said. She grabbed her bag and looked over to Jirou, "I'll see you back at the dorm later, Kyouka."

"She might be late since we have our own matters to discuss," Todoroki added before he grabbed Momo's hand and walked away without another word and a flustered Momo in toll.

"He better have his key or I'm locking him out again," Bakugo muttered as he started to make his way to the exit. Jirou looked over at the living dynamite of a boy before finally asking the question that had been on her mind.

"So what should I do now?" she asked. Bakugo didn't respond back. He just took his phone out and grunted. "I don't understand caveman," she replied.

"You need to grab the rest of your shit from my car, is that clear enough?" Bakugo opened the door

"Right, I was wrong to assume I'd get a ride back," Jirou grumbled as she followed behind Bakugo to his car.

"You don't need a ride," Bakugo suddenly stopped and pointed towards his car, "You've got that idiot over there to help you out."

Leaning by the back door for Bakugo's car was a tall figure with a grey beanie and blonde hair sticking out. They was wearing an olive green winter coat and seemed busy staring down at their phone. Even from a few yards away you could see their bright red cheeks from being outside for a while. However, that wasn't the only person there. Three others were huddled around the front talking to each talking.

The blonde with the beanie was the first to notice Bakugo because he looked up and starting yelling out his frustration, "BAKUGO, where's the scarf!? We've been waiting out here for 30 minutes!"

"You could have gone inside the building! Or does it physically hurt you to be inside a place that's meant for studying?" The angry boy responded.

"Hey, don't be so rude Bakugo! We walked through a lot of puddles to get here!" yelled out a pink haired girl.

"Take us back to Mina's apartment already!"

"Hey Bakugo, can you open the car already?"

"Why is the whole moron squad here!?" Bakugo dragged a hand through his hair before he unlocked his car with the push of a button. Everyone started to fight over seats when Bakugo said, "Everyone shut up and get into the car, except for Kaminari!"

"Why me? You're not going to make me walk back because of the scarf, are you?" Kaminari asked as everyone else settled into their seats. "Hey, is someone behind you?"

While Bakugo had screamed at his so called friends, Jirou had patiently stood behind Bakugo or more so, Bakugo kept walking in front or her as though to keep her back from everyone. She was pretty short at 5'1 so Bakugo's 5'9 build was more than enough to somewhat cover her.

I found your so called purple-haired angel!" Bakugo yelled back as he took two steps to the side and dramatically revealed Jirou, "Dumbass, this is Jirou," he then turned around to face Jirou and pointed at Kaminari, "Sassy cheeks, you probably figured it out by now, but that's Kaminari."

"Hi?" she said, frozen in place and unsure what to do as Bakugo walked over to the car.

"H-Hi? It's you?" Kaminari stuttered, looking over at Bakugo for an answer, but he was busy grabbing bags from Sero's lap and ignoring the questions coming from the car.

"Yeah, um it's me," Jirou nervously chuckled. She finally had the nerve to close the distance between the two of them and the first thing she noticed was how tall he really was. His bright hair was poking out from under the beanie along with the edge of the stitches on his forehead. His eyes were just as golden yellow as his hair, although they kept darting back and forth between her and his friends. His mouth was also moving but only incoherent nonsense kept coming out. Bakugo came over to cut to the chase before Kaminari could get a full sentence out.

"Alright, Slipping Beauty, here's the bag you left in the car," Bakugo shoved the white bag containing the scarf into Kaminari's left hand and then a heavy travel bag into his right hand, "This is her stuff. Connect the dots and don't blow your chance," With that, Bakugo made his way over to the driver's seat and turned on the car.

As soon as the car was turned on, the passengers took the chance to open the windows. Mina was taking a millions pictures a minutes of Jirou and Kaminari with her phone, Kirishima was shouting something about being manly, and Sero was letting out a loud and annoying whistle with his fingers on his mouth all while Bakugo drove away.

Jirou was the first to speak up and said, "Did Bakugo just call you Slipping Beauty?"

Kaminari looked back in disbelief at the girl, "Uh yeah, Bakugo and Kirishima, the red-head, were arguing about what Disney Princess I would be because of the accident."

"So instead of Sleeping Beauty, you're Slipping Beauty?"

"Yeah?" Kaminari nervously responded.

"That's perfect!" Jirou said as she tried to muffle her laugh. "I'm not laughing at you, but it really is perfect!"

Relief washed over Kaminari, "I know… I'm the one that came up with it." He couldn't help but laugh along with her at this point, "This is pretty weird."

"Beyond weird," replied Jirou as she started to get her breath back, "But weird is good," She looked at the two bags Kaminari was holding before she remember it was her stuff, "Oh… you don't have to carry that. I'm going back to my dorm room so," she made extended her arm to grab her travel bag, only to have it jerked out of the way.

"I-I can walk you there!" Kaminari screamed! Jirou was a taken back from the surprised outburst as Kaminari tried to redeem himself, "It's just that your bag is really heavy and if there's any way I can pay you back…"

"You don't have to. You should still be recovering from your fall," she said, glancing up at the stitches, "We might be in the middle of midterms but you should try to take it easy."

The boy looked down at Jirou's face. Her black eyes were full of concern, her thin rosy lips looked so soft, and the tip of her nose and round cheeks were tinted pink from the cold breeze. She was wearing a black leather jacket and a metal-spike choker on her neck that completed her punk rock look. Some people might be intimidated by her appearance but all Kaminari could only see was her cute face framed by the same purple hair he remembered. He only properly met her moments ago, but he was falling deeper into this sinkhole of love by the second. The blonde took a deep breath before letting a genuine smile cover his face, "I'm more than fine. I want to do whatever I can to thank you for helping me out the other day."

~One long-ass walk later~

"Thanks for helping me carry this," Jirou said as she unlocked the door of her apartment. Kaminari handed over her bags once she was ready.

"No problem, I was wondering if I could maybe have your number?"

"Uh no sorry," Kaminari looked like he was about to cry and Jirou couldn't finish explaining quickly enough, "It's not that I don't want to give you my number! My phone is broken so you can have it once I get a new phone! So yeah, can you give me yours?"

"YES!" Kaminari coughed to clear his voice, "Yeah, that's cool. Do you have something I can write it on?

"One second," Jirou took out a notebook and pen for Kaminari to scribble his number. He gave her back the notebook first for her to put away. When he started handing back the pen, he quickly grabbed her hand and bought it up to his lips for a quick kiss.

"I'll be waiting for your call, Jirou" Kaminari smiled at the sight of Jirou's flustered face and let go of her hand.

"Idiot," Jirou muttered before Kaminari completely turned around to leave.

"What?" Kaminari was confused. Didn't girls normally like the whole princess treatment?

"I said that you're an idiot! We just spent the last half hour talking about Bakugo and classes when this whole weekend you literally spammed the internet to find me," Jirou pouted.

"Yes?" he answered, unsure of what she was asking.

Jirou scoffed, "Maybe Slipping Beauty hasn't properly woken up yet?" Jirou dropped her bags and grabbed onto Kaminari's shoulder. Before the boy could say another word, she pulled herself onto her tippy toes and kissed Kaminari right on the lips. It was short but full of a few unexpected surprises, just like the girl herself. The warmth of her lips was gone just when Kaminari realized he needed to breathe.

"I-I don't think I'm fully awake yet," Kaminari stuttered, which only made Jirou laugh as she picked up her bag.

"Good, because my roommate isn't coming home anytime soon and I could use some company after the weekend I had," Jirou said as she opened the door to the apartment, "Make yourself comfortable, Denki."

Kaminari Denki could barely keep up with everything that was happening, but one thing was certain. He was a Disney princess with a piece of dynamite as a fairy godmother that somehow managed to find his Prince Charming.

Bonus~

The next day, Jirou skipped most of her classes, not because of the nearly impossible to hide marks on her neck but because her and Kaminari's faces were plaster on the front cover of the school newspaper. The title, Slipping Beauty's Happily Ever After, did give her a good laugh though. Denki came over to her apartment in the afternoon with a framed copy saying it was going to be their family heirloom. He got a good smack upside the head for that.

Fin.

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