cup_of_tea | [Gen] - Interrogation Tactics

Title: Interrogation Tactics

Fandom:Boku No Hero Academia

Characters/Pairings:Aizawi Shouta, Kayama Nemuri, Yamada Hizashi hints of EraserMight

Challenge - Prompt:

fan_flashworks - #234 Did What Where

Rating: General

Word Count:695

Contains: Midnight's cleavage and jiggle physics.

AN: Interrogation tactics and me attempting to work on character rapport

"He did what?!"

Shouta sighed loudly over this full spoon hoping to hide his irritation and embarassement by literally blowing off steam. This shop served one of his favorite stews. Not only was it very filling but it had a tendency to keep one warm long until the night. And given the high likelihood of rain tonight, he needed all the warmth he could get.

He has hoped his nonchalance would get his friends to sit down and stop leaning over him like deranged madmen. Or madwoman in Nezumi's case.

She grabbed his arm as lifting another spoonful, stopping the soup from reaching his mouth. "Shouta." she started, then leaned further into his space.. He knew what she was doing, he could hear the smile in her voice. "You can't drop a bombshell like that and not spill. "

"Really?" Shouta said deadpan, making sure to not move his gaze from his soup. Both his friends where aware of his habit of blurting things out when embarrassed.Even though it had gotten harder for him to get to that point as he got older, Nemuri knew that the Incident still effected him and that her breasts stll caused him to blush like his students. em he just had to hold out until one of them got too impatient (Nemuri) or hungry (Hizashi).

"Nemuri," Hizashi said, around a mouthful of barebeque, which brought his voice down to level decibels. Sometime during the silent battle between Nemuri’s chest and Shouta’s gaze, the blond had sat back down on the bench and started eating again. He plate was already missing a quarter of his food. “If you lean any closer, Shouta is going to give you second degree burns. And not in the usual ways."

At their blond friend's reminder, Shouta’s gaze flicked from his captured hand to see that Nemuri was almost in his stew. Her white v-cut t-shirt, which was stretched obscenely across her chest and did nothing to hide the straining lacy, purple bra was hanging above his food, the steam making it even more transparent to the point where he could possibly see….

Shouta flushed at that, dropping the spoon and raising his hand to rub his forehead. At the small, devilish giggles coming from the two across from him let him know he’d been had. He glared.

“Sorry,man’ Hizashi stated without a hint of remorse, as he lifted and pointed an bare rib bone at him, “I know you’ll clam up later, and I really want to know.”

Shouta looked at his bowl resignedly before pushing it away, “I hate you two.”

Hizashi shook his head, “No you don’t and quit stalling. I know you have patrol in an hour and I’d like to spend only a portion of my off day on figuring out how to torture you beau.” he said, tapping his chopsticks at the pushed bowl and sliding it back in front of the brunet.

“Really, you two.” Shouta said in an exasperated tone, before picking up his spoon and continuing to eat. “He only asked me out to dinner to help be abetter teacher.”

“Of Course, Really,” Nemuri started, taking a forkful of her own dish, some shrimp and vegetable new to the menu, and eating it daintly before looking pointedly at her friend. “You got asked out by All Might, a hero that you have be bad mouthing for years, to dinner, a meal that is usually found in a vending machine, on Friday, a night that you claim people are extra stupid. “

At that pronouncement, the trio just sat in silence, slowly working their waythrough their meal. Hizashi finished first, stacked his plate and utensils in the center of the table, took out his phone and started humming.

The song sounded familiar but it wasn’t until he was to the bottom of his bowl that Nemuri started murmuring the words to “”Get Lucky” that Shouta realized that they weren’t going to let this go.

“Ok, fine,” Shouta sighed, dejectly, slumping his shoulders towards the window before blushing a bit. “I planned to go. And the whole thing went like this. “