MHA 2025!

The air in Bakugo's house always felt charged, even when he wasn't yelling. Tonight, though, it was a different kind of charged. I'd crashed on the couch after a long patrol, expecting the usual quiet chaos, but the house was… different. There were definitely more people.

I padded towards the bathroom, and that's when I saw it. The door was cracked, and through the sliver of an opening, I witnessed something that made my heart hammer in my chest. Mia, Bakugo's sister with those striking red eyes, was tangled in a kiss with a woman I'd never seen before.

This woman was… captivating. She was tall, probably around 5'9", with long, fiery red curls that danced around her face, matching her red eyes. Black nail tips peeked out from her hand as she had them wrapped around Mia. It was an intense scene, all passionate grabs and hushed sounds; a level of intimacy I'd never encountered in person. I saw the telltale marks forming on Mia's neck before they both broke apart, breathless and flushed. Their eyes shot wide when they saw me.

Panic flared in Mia's eyes. She grabbed my hand, yanking me fully into the room and slamming the door shut. The room was thick with a sudden silence. "What did you see?" Mia's voice was tight, her red eyes burning into me.

"N-not much," I stammered, my face heating up. I could feel my cheeks burning.

She didn't believe me for a second. Her eyes narrowed and she open her mouth to push further before the fiery red head placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, it's okay. He's probably just surprised. It's fine." Her voice was calm, like a gentle flame, soothing the tension in the room. She turned to me, her red eyes warm. "Hi there, I'm sorry you had to see us like that. what's your name?"

"Eijiro," I managed, my voice still a little shaky. "Eijiro Kirishima."

Her eyes widened, mirroring my own usual shock. "Kirishima?! My last name is Kirishima too!" A smile bloomed on her face, bright and genuine. "This… this is amazing!" It felt like we had an instant connection. The name thing could be coincidental but the way we mirrored each other I felt it had to be true. "I'm Elana, by the way. I'm your sister."

My jaw dropped. Sister? I had a long lost sister? A broad grin stretched across my face. Elana. What a beautiful name. "It's nice to see you sister."

She grinned too, her hand reaching out to grasp mine. Her grip was strong and confident. We sat and talked for what felt like hours. I learned so much about her. She was a childcare doctor, and one of the best in Japan. That just added to the list of why I already liked her.

The topic of Mia and Elana came up naturally. "So, how long have you two been together?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

Elana smiled, a soft expression washing over her face like a warm hand. "A few months now," she replied, glancing at Mia, who was trying to act like she wasn't eavesdropping.

My mind reeled. Months? This was like a whole other world I didn't know existed within Bakugo's house. It felt amazing. "What happened to you?" I asked. "Why didn't we grow up together?"

Her smile faded slightly, a hint of sadness flickering in her eyes. "Our mom was in the military, and it was easier for me to stay with our aunt growing up. She and mom thought it was the best option. Even if we weren't living together we still always tried to stay in touch with each other."

It explained so much. I felt a pang of longing, like I'd missed out on something important. Elana was amazing. It felt like she understood me already.

The conversation shifted as naturally as it started to more intimate matters. "So, I'm, uh... well, I'm dating Bakugo," I confessed, my face flushing again. "But we haven't... you know... gotten intimate."

Elana raised a playful eyebrow, a smirk dancing on her lips. She had definitely caught on something. I looked down, embarrassed. I was so nervous to even say this out loud.

"So?" She prompted, her smile reassuring.

I decided to throw caution to the wind. "I just... I don't know what to do. I get caught up in my head and I just want us to both enjoy it," I confessed, my voice barely a whisper.

Elana's smirk softened into a genuine smile. "It's okay to feel like that, Eijiro. Intimacy, real intimacy, is much more than just the physical," she said, her voice gentle. She then launched into a detailed conversation about the emotional, mental, and physical aspects of intimacy, her advice thoughtful and well-rounded. She stressed on open communication, mutual respect and pleasure, and going at our own pace. "Take it slow, Eijiro. Enjoy every step of the way. There's no rush to get to the end of the journey," she advised with a reassuring pat on my shoulder.

I spent the rest of the night talking to Elana. She was amazing. Smart, articulate, caring, and beautiful. I felt like I finally found a missing piece of myself. And to think, it all started because I needed to use the bathroom. The night turned out to be a beautiful chaos. I still have a lot to process about my new sister and our growing family. But one thing I know is that, I can't wait to see what happens next.