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"Cute-cumber."
You tapped your fingers against your chin, staring out at the packed auditorium. You could hear Nejire Chan at the other end of the stage, answering questions that hadn't been asked yet. You double checked that the red light of your mic was still safe and unlit. You frowned.
"Ummm...sounds like you used that one at a farmer's market." You turned and squinted at the wide smile of Lemillion. "...or a mom in the produce section." He laughed loudly, earning a stern glare from the erasure hero beside him. Mirio leaned towards you so he could whisper.
"You give up?"
"Never!" Another glare from Aizawa landed on the pair of you. You bowed your head to your old homeroom teacher for a moment before switching to a whisper as well. "Ummm something about vegetables right?"
"Mayyyyb-" You straightened up in your seat and your eyes widened.
"Oh! If you were a vegetable, you'd be a-"
"Yes! My turn, make it good." You heard a soft slap and bit at your cheek to prevent from laughing to see Aizawa slowly running his hand down his own face. He looked exhausted. You allowed a small giggle to escape your lips. It was like being back at UA. You pitied the veteran pro hero enough to return to a whisper.
"Because you're super hot and I want s'more."
"Hmmm. You must be-" He didn't even pretend to think before reciting the beginning of the pickup line. "-a campfire."
"Well, I thought it was good. It's not my fault you memorize these in your free time." You crossed your arms, sliding down in your chair and pouting until a throat clear from Eraserhead reminded you where you were.
"Another?" You both glanced at the end of the stage where Nejire Chan had flown away with the mic, directing questions into the crowd faster than they could answer. The moderator had found a chair to sit in and didn't look like he planned to take over again anytime soon.
"Yea yea, let's go."
"Because I find you apeel-"
"You must be a banana!" You were too excited to feel guilty when Aizawa rubbed at the bridge of his nose. To be fair, his headache could easily be from Nejire.
"You've learned a lot more since last time we played this." You grinned at the praise from Lemillion, not that he was stingy with his compliments. Everything he said was just so enthusiastically stated as a fact.
"Well, I really wanna win this time." His smile widened when you wriggled in your seat before squaring your shoulders.
"Okay, I'm ready." You glared at him, hoping this one would mean victory.
"You'd...be impeccable." Your cheeks puffed up with air when you saw he was already reciting the beginning.
"If you were a chicken." He leaned towards you, resting his elbow on the table and his chin against his fist. He poked your cheek with his other hand. You puffed the air into his face and he chuckled, but he didn't move away.
"Dammmmit! Okay go."
"Go out with me." You scrunched your nose and your brows furrowed, while you let the words sink in.
"That's...not a very good one." You tilted your head when he blushed. Was he embarrassed to be losing this time?
"Aw geez, you're totally right." He straightened up and scratched at the back of his neck, but left his gaze on you. "Yea I should've saved a better one for you."
"...for me?"
"Well, yea-"
"Oh." You turned to watch Nejire spin back to her seat. You had a wide grin when you turned back to the flustered hero. "So I won this time then?" He threw his head back this time when he laughed.
"Yes, y/n you're the Punniest Hero. Congratulations." Your smile softened as you leaned closer into him.
"Great, so where are you taking me to celebrate?"