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i really saved her
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: the popular boy, katsuki bakugou never thought he would’ve ended up liking someone like…you.
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ CONTENT WARNING :: violence, harm, and emotional distress, handled non-graphically, but may be upsetting for some readers.
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chapter 4: his "fault to blame"
it’s now the next day, you were in bed since you weren’t able to go to school till tomorrow, due to your injuries. or at least until the non-stop pain went away, and you got your crutches. meanwhile, bakugou was bored and restless in class, constantly looking over at your empty seat with a slight frown on his face. He couldn’t focus, even mr. aizawa called him out for it. when lunch break came, he immediately got up and left the classroom to go check up on you. he walked up to your door, and after a moment of hesitation, knocked on it.
“it’s open!” you yell loud enough for him to hear you. bakugou entered your room, his eyes darting around to see if you were okay.
“hey, how are you feeling, idiot?” he asked in a surly tone, as he closed the door behind him.
“i’m good, it's a little boring being here by myself though,” you sighed, watching him as he sat on the edge of your bed.
“sucks to be you, huh?” he teased, his tone light and playful.
“is it boring without me there?” you teased back, matching the same tone as him. he rolled his eyes as he noticed you were being playful back.
“tch, as if. it’s more peaceful without you there causing trouble and getting on my damn nerves all the time.” he scoffed in a snarky tone, trying way too hard to seem uninterested.
“yeah whatever,” you smiled, laughing at his tease.
his smirk widened into a slight smile as you laughed at his joke, the sound of your laughter making his heartbeat a little faster. he tried to look unaffected, but your smile was too damn cute to not notice. he leaned back against the wall, trying to keep his casual, confident demeanor. “this is way too damn distracting.” he thought to himself.
“you think you can send me the notes in class today? i don’t wanna be too behind” you asked, pushing yourself out of bed.
“yeah, yeah i will. you don’t even have to ask,” he said, willingly. he watched your attempt to get out of bed, making him annoyed. “stop trying to get up, you’ll just hurt yourself more,” he huffed in annoyance.
“i was just getting out of bed,” you explained yourself, plopping down on your vanity chair.
“you can barely get out of bed,” he complained, rolling his eyes again before falling silent for a moment. he glanced at you, taking in your bandaged leg and your current state on the chair. he let out a sigh before speaking again, his voice slightly gentler than usual.
“you’re not supposed to be walking around yet, you're making things worse,” he repeated.
“well, do you want the honor of carrying me around everywhere?” you turned to face him.
his face turned a barely noticeable shade of pink at your comment, caught off-guard by your unexpected tone. he quickly tried to cover it up by standing up. “tch, it’s not like i have anything better to do, but don’t get too comfortable, i’m not your damn personal taxi.”
“okay then,” you smiled, you were going to say something else but the bell had rang, making him forced to go back to class. “you coming back after school?” you questioned, making him stop by the door.
his expression softened a bit as you smiled, but he quickly schooled it back to his grumpy persona. “yeah, i’m coming back,” he said, not making eye contact as he spoke.
he then opened the door, closing it behind himself and heading back to class. you were now back to being by yourself. for some reason, you had the motivation to get yourself all dolled up. you put something cute on, but taking small breaks every so often since your leg was in excruciating pain. you did your hair, and added some jewelry while looking at yourself in the vanity mirror. by the time you finished, bakugou had came back opening the door, looking at you while you were in the middle of a tiktok.
“where you goin’?” he asked in a neutral tone, trying to hide the fact that he actually found you cute as hell at that moment. he closed the door behind him as he stepped into the room, his gaze still on you.
“oh i just got ready just because i’m bored. ya’like it?” you asked, turning your body towards him, watching his eyes go down your whole body.
his eyes scanned over your outfit for a moment. “it’s decent,” he complimented regularly, trying to play it cool. you wore a butter yellow matching two-piece quarter zip and sweatpants. “well, since you're already dressed, i was gonna ask if you wanted to go to the coffee shop. and i also was told to tell you that recovery girl has your crutches.”
“yeah, i would love to go!!” you exclaimed, smiling in excitement.
his expression softened as he saw your excited smile, a small smirk appearing on his face at your reaction. “alright, i'm gonna go change, then we can go get your crutches then head to the coffee shop,” he explained, stuffing his hands into his pants as he walked out.
you went back to making your tiktok. after a few minutes, bakugou walked back into your room wearing a black shirt and black sweatpants, his usual confident color. he looked at you while you were on your phone, walking up to you.
“ok, let’s go nerd.” he got close to you as you stood up and got on his back. “you’re gonna need a coat, it’s pretty cold outside,” you reminded him, looking at his facial expression as your hands wrapped around his neck.
“it’s only 69 degrees, it’s not cold.” he dismissed your worry as he carried you down the hall.
you guys went down the elevator and saw the class again, everyone questioning where you two were going this time. you quickly explained to them your guy's plan and headed off to recovery girl. once you got there, she handed you your crutches and told you that you’d be on them for about a week or two.
after that, you and bakugou walked to the coffee shop. he walked beside you, he had his hands stuffed into his pockets, but was paying attention to make sure you didn’t fall. once you both arrived at the coffee shop, he opened the door for you, the café was half empty since people didn’t come here often. there were only a few people scattered around the shop. bakugou ordered the food while you sat down, he came back with some danishes, apple juice, and coffee. you two were now sitting down and chatting.
“so, what did you guys do in class today?” you asked, taking a sip of your apple juice.
he took a sip of his coffee before answering your question, “tch, just our normal lessons, mostly hero stuff. we also did a little bit of training but, it wasn’t anything extraordinary.” he leaned back in his chair, looking out the window at people passing by outside.
“did you guys take notes?” you asked, looking over at the window, then back to him.
“of course i did, idiot,” he joked in a playful tone, “you're not getting them though.”
“why?! that’s not fair. i wasn't even at school,” you whined, taking a bite of your danish.
“calm down, i’m only joking with you, crybaby,” he added, also taking a bite into his danish.
“yeah, whatever,” you shifted in your seat, facing your body towards the window to give him the fake silent treatment. while looking outside the window, you noticed a purple fog coming towards the café, similar to the one during the exam.
his smirk widened seeing your fake silent treatment, finding it amusing. “don’t get pissed over a little joke,” he chuckled, following your gaze towards the window, noticing the same thing as you.
“you see that?” you pointed over to the fog, a figure now appearing inside of it.
his smirk vanished as he followed where your finger was pointing at, his eyes locked onto the strange gaseous cloud and the figure inside of it.
“what the hell is that?” he gasped in a low, cautious tone, keeping an eye on the fog as it moved closer.
as the fog grew thicker and more opaque, a sword came soaring out the gas, darting to the window you and bakugou were sitting at. his body stiffened as the sword was close to hitting you. you rose up using your crutches as the villain took out their sword and kicked the shattered glass onto your guys' table. you realized it was the same guy from last time.
“bakugou, that’s the same guy from last time,” you whispered hesitantly.
his eyes widened in recognition as the villain stepped into the café, and you mentioned it was the same guy. he stood in front of you in a defensive position ready to fight. “the hell is he doing here again? damn pro heroes can’t do shit right.” he barked in a low tone, his mind already coming up with a plan to protect you.
the villain scanned the room, remembering your face instantly. seeing you in your vulnerable, defenseless state only made him laugh. “thought it was over, huh?” he asked, extending one his swords under bakugou to knock you off of your crutches, making you fall on the floor.
“bastard!” bakugou yelled, his palms popping small sparks as he prepared to fight. he fast-charged at the villain, using his quirk to flame the villain outside the coffee shop so nobody else would get hurt.
the villain rolled around before catching himself, he extended multiple swords, making bakugou jump and dodge each one of them while also blasting the swords into pieces. the villain was obviously going to lose this battle with bakugou. even the tiniest blast was still effective on the villain.
“that’s enough! i'm not here for you,” the villain exhaled, creating more swords for bakugou to dodge as one of his swords extended all the way into the coffee shop, trying to capture you. you were still on the ground, but seeing the blade burst through the café frightened you. you levitated anything off of the ground trying to distract the blade while you made countless failed attempts to run away, only for the sword to slice each object thrown at him. the sword finally reached you, stabbing you in the same injured leg as last time. you screamed in horror and agony, a tear strolling down your face.
“HEY!” bakugou yelled as he watched the villain stab your injured leg, anger coursed through his veins. he charged forward using his explosions to propel himself toward and launch a powerful attack on the villain. “I SAID LEAVE HER ALONE!” with the villain distracted, bakugou used his ultimate power move onto destroying his swords. “HOWITZER IMPACT!”
that sent the swords flying everywhere, he obliterated every single one, even the villain himself. with the villain unconscious, bakugou dashed over to you. you were on the floor with a bloody bandage, and dried tears on your cheek. his heart ached seeing you like this.
“dammit,” he cursed under his breath as he knelt down next to you, his eyes focusing on your wound. he carefully picked you up as an ambulance truck and some police cars pulled up to the café, thank goodness. “you’re gonna be okay,” he comforted you in a rough tone, trying to reassure both you and himself as he took in the situation.
the ambulance rushed in the coffee shop, a man took you out of bakugou’s arms and placing you on the hospital bed. bakugou walked out right next to you. he watched the police arrest the villain, knowing he totally fucked up. his eyes darted back to you after seeing you started to hyperventilate from the excessive blood loss.
the ambulance workers took you into the ambulance truck, letting bakugou ride with you guys on the way to the hospital. while you passed out, bakugou was right there with you, holding onto your cold and fragile hand the entire drive. once you made it to the hospital, you soared up, sweat glands appearing on your forehead. you looked around, and saw bakugou slumped in the waiting chair next to your bed. he was holding onto your hands, his head lent back, and eyes half-lidded from exhaustion.
“bakugou,” you looked over at him.
his eyes opened slowly at the sound of your voice, his body tensing as he looked up to see that you were awake. “good you’re awake..” he sighed, in a tired voice.
“mhm, are you okay?” you asked, seeing you look all wearied.
his expression softened at your concern for him. "i should be asking you that, you got hurt again,” he pointed out, his hands still holding onto yours, refusing to let go.
“i’m okay bakugou, you saved me,” you smiled, holding onto his hands tighter.
his heart clenched at your words, him still vividly remembering the panic he felt when he saw you hurt. “i should’ve been stopped that bastard before he got to you,” he mumbled, his voice filled with a mixture of anger and guilt.
“i'm still alive, isn’t that all that matters? my condition could’ve been much worse, and at least he didn't ruin my other leg.” you added, trying to lighten the moment.
bakugou’s gaze met yours, his eyes filled with relief but still some guilt. “i know, but i failed at protecting you. how can i become a pro hero if i can’t even save you?” he shuddered in a hasty pitch, his hand tightening around yours as he stood up out of his seat.
“i don’t know what i could possibly say to convince you that you saved me, but to me, you're like my hero.” you said, pulling him into a hug.
he was hesitant at first, but he then relaxed into the hug. his arms wrapped around your back as your head was into his chest. “idiot.. you always find a way to turn things around.” he mumbled into your neck.
you both then pulled away from the hug. the air felt thick between the two of you, both holding eye contact, waiting to see what either would do. both of your hearts were pounding in sync, time seemed to slow down as a mix of emotions passed between you, neither of you were sure what to do. his eyes flickered down to your lips for a brief moment, his mind filled with the thought of how soft they would feel, it made you stare at his lips too. so pink and plump.
“you starrin’ so hard, might as well kiss ‘em,” bakugou flirted, smirking down at you.
you both leaned into each other, your lips pressing against each other. his hand shot up to your cheek, cupping it as you guys were deepening the kiss, allowing you both to get lost in the moment. his lips moved with tenderness and intensity, yours moving with passion and desire. you pulled back from the kiss, having to stop yourself from smiling way too much.
“you can’t even kiss properly without smiling like an idiot,” he teased, his hand rubbing the back of his neck.
you laughed at his joke. a few moments later, the doctor came into your room explaining your injuries and that you wouldn't recover for another 2 weeks, and you’d be taking stronger medication. all might sent you guys a ride back to the campus. everyone was already in their dorms asleep, while you and bakugou went onto the third floor together.
“goodnight bakugou, thanks again for saving me,” you said, twisting the knob and pushing the door open with your crutches.
bakugou stood at your door frame leaning against the wall, his mind was still a mess from the emotions of today. “goodnight, idiot,” he huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets. “and don’t mention it. just…take care of yourself while you're healing alright?”
you got a little closer to him, planting a small kiss on his lips. “i will,” you smiled as you entered your room and used one of your crutches to close the door carefully.
his heart fluttered at the soft press of your lips against his, all the words on his tongue suddenly vanishing. he stood outside your door for a moment longer, his fingers gently touching his lips as if he could still feel the ghost of your kiss.
“damnit…” he muttered under his breath as he pushed off the wall and headed back to his dorm. he reached his room and entered, closing the door behind him with more force than necessary. his mind flooded with thoughts of you. he changed into his pajamas as the events of the day replayed in his mind; the way you were injured and in pain, how it felt to hold you close, the way your lips felt against his..
he sat down on the bed, letting out a frustrated sigh as he ran his hand through his hair, his mind still swirling. he heard some noises coming from your room, probably you struggling to get into your pajamas, but then finally lying in bed. his thoughts were then interrupted by a text message. he checked his phone realizing it was from you.
y/n
you: you know I can hear you right?
you: stop worrying about me
you: i'm okay i promise
he felt a pang of guilt as he read your message. he knew he shouldn’t worry so much, but he couldn’t help it. he sighed and typed out a reply.
bakugou
bakugou: easier said than done, dumb ass.
you: would it be easier if you slept next to me?
you: you know just to make sure i'm okay
his heart skipped a beat as he read your message. the thought of sleeping next to you, being able to be close to you and make sure you were okay, was both tempting and nerve-racking at the same time. he didn’t reply to your message, he had been conflicted after reading your message, but eventually, his protective instincts won out. he quietly walked over to your room and let himself in, closing the door behind him. he saw you lying in bed, and without a word, he walked over and climbed into the bed next to you, his body instinctively seeking your warmth and closeness.
he laid in bed next to you, still awake as you slept hastily and silently. his mind still rushed with conviction, replaying the same events in his head. he looked over at you, taking in your peaceful features, and a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. he couldn't deny it anymore. he was completely smitten with you, and as he laid there, holding you close, he thought to himself,
“i really saved her.”
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i really saved her
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: the popular boy, katsuki bakugou never thought he would’ve ended up liking someone like…you.
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ CONTENT WARNING :: violence, harm, and emotional distress, handled non-graphically, but may be upsetting for some readers.
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (popular-highschooler!)bakugou x (quiet-highschooler!)f!reader ᯓ bakugou “cheating” ᯓ blades ᯓ knifes ᯓ blood ᯓ bones breaking ᯓ stabbing ᯓ fainting ᯓ gore ᯓ small language ᯓ f!reader has a quirk ᯓ wc: 4.9k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ series ᯓ
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ AUTHOR NOTE :: f!reader’s quirk: bone curdle; able to levitate anything, while also being able to break anyone’s bones if they have indirect (bloodborne) or direct contact to someone’s skin ★ f!reader’s quirk drawback: nose bleeds based on how much energy your using ★ e/n = enemy name ★ n/n = nickname
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 @ruthlesslypinkspark @yupbruh (🩵) if you wanna be added
chapter 3: his worst nightmare
sigh, school once again. this time you were running laps, having to touch the floor every time you passed the white line while the teacher tallied how many times you touched the line. you were also racing bakugou as you promised last thursday. you ended up four tally marks behind bakugou, 26-30. the coach finally blew the whistle, and he told you guys to sit down. once you sat on the bench, you grabbed your water bottle out of your bag just to realize… you didn’t fill up your water bottle.
bakugou watched you as you looked at your empty bottle flipped upside down, hoping for even a small drop of water to leak out, yet none did. he walked up to you, and as usual, he handed you the water bottle. you grabbed the water and squirted the water into your mouth.
“see i brung my water bottle… just forgot to fill it up,” you laughed, but also wanted to slap yourself for forgetting.
“not surprised, you would be the type to forget something so idiotic,” he joked, his tone laced with sarcasm.
“whatever,” you giggled, handing his water bottle back to him.
the coach yelled out, bringing you and bakugou’s attention. “i hope you guys are ready, because you have some more training to do after your lectures. your homeroom teacher will explain more to you. just make sure you bring your water bottle. especially you y/n!” the coach pointed at you, making your face steam from embarrassment.
“okay coach…” you shouted, embarrassment still flowing through your body.
once the bell rang, you two changed into your school uniforms and got ready for class. you went to mr. aizawa's class and sat down in your assigned seat. half-way into the lecture, bakugou was called to the principal's office for whatever reason. you watched him leave the classroom, then continued to write your notes down. later on, near the end of class bakugou came back a second before the bell rang.
he cursed silently to himself when he realized he missed half of the lecture and didn’t get to write enough notes. he huffed in annoyance, obviously pissed. he turned around and shoved his hands in his pockets while you quickly packed up so you could catch up with him.
“hey, why’d you go to the office?” you asked, trying to put your book bag strap over your shoulder.
he looked over at you for a second, a little annoyed about the question but still answered you, “i don’t even know. the old bastard just called me to his office out of the blue, lecturing me on my behavior in front of citizens, as if I give a damn.” he swore, gritting his teeth.
“well, i wrote down some notes for you, i can send you them if you want me to.” you turned over to look at his grumpy, but cute face.
he was hesitant about accepting the notes. he didn’t like the thought of someone else helping him out with his work. maybe when it came to you, he thought differently. “sure i guess.” he uttered, his usual grumpy tone fading a little. he soon looked over at you again for a moment before continuing “thanks, nerd.” he said in a softer tone this time.
“you’re welcome, what’s your phone number?” you asked, pulling out your phone and opening the contact app.
“just hand me the phone,” he took the phone out of your hand as he entered his number, then gave it back to you, shoving his hands back into his pants.
“okay, i’ll text you.” you cleared your throat, trying to hide your smirk. you saw yaoyorozu and mina up ahead. “i’m gonna go with mina and yaoyorozu, but i’ll text you.” you announced, about to part ways.
he nodded silently, his expression now turning into his usual grumpy, annoyed look. he watched you walk away for a few seconds before he too turned the corner.
“omg!! guys!!” you ran up to them both. “bakugou just gave me his number!!” you screamed, jumping up and down, their faces lighting up.
both yaoyorozu and mina squealed in excitement as you told them the news. they both started jumping up and down with you.
“no way! did he really??” yaoyorozu asked, as she stopped jumping.
“oh my gosh, that’s so exciting!!” mina held onto your shoulders as you still jumped up and down.
“yess i know, i’m so excited! but i’m not gonna let him distract me because we all have a training exam coming up,” you reminded yourself, looking down at the now saved contact of bakugou on your phone.
“ohh, right, i forgot all about that,” mina oh'd herself.
yaoyorozu nodded her head, “yeah, but i’m sure it’ll be fun!”
“it’ll probably be like some intense training though knowing mr. aizawa.”
“that’s true, but it can’t be that bad, can it?” yaoyorozu questioned.
“anything with mr. aizawa is pure torture,” you laughed, mina and yaoyorozu laughed with you. “anyways, you guys wanna come with me so we can upgrade our gear with hatsume later?” you asked.
they nodded almost immediately, “of course! i love hatsume’s stuff, her support items always work like a charm!” yaoyorozu gushed, agreeing to go with you.
“yeah! it’s gonna be so fun to see what she cooks up for us!” mina smiled.
“okayy, i’m gonna head to my room first. i'll see you guys in a little. byee!” you waved at them. they waved back at you as you walked to heights alliance.
when you got to your dorm room, you placed your bag on the floor and sat down on your bed. you then remembered that you had bakugou’s number and went ahead to text him.
bakugou
you: hello is this bakugou?
he checked his phone as he heard it ring. he looked over at his phone to see what he assumed was your number at the sender. he felt a small flutter of excitement, though he tried to ignore it and keep his cool. a small smirk played across his lips as he typed a quick response.
bakugou: yeah, it’s me.
you: okayy just making sure
you: [1 attachment sent]
you: here’s the notes from today
bakugou: thanks.
bakugou: wow
you: what?
bakugou: these notes are surprisingly well written.
you: well thank you 😊
you: oh and do you know what time the training exam is?
bakugou: 5:00.
bakugou: you must be afraid you’re gonna get your ass beat, hm?
you: well now that you mentioned it kinda
you: but i have to go meet with hatsume to fix my suit so i’ll text you later bye!
‘bakugou liked your text message’
you turned off your phone, then went to hatsume to upgrade your hero suit. mina and yaoyorozu finished early, so you told them they could leave you behind. you were with hatsume for around 15 minutes, and you upgraded your suit just the way you liked it. once you finished, you walked out her room seeing bakugou talking to someone across the hallway... a girl, e/n.
he was leaning on the wall near the gym, he waited for the event to start in his gear. he was scrolling through his phone, looking bored out of his mind until he heard an unfamiliar voice approaching him. a soft voice cut through the air, drawing his attention away from his phone. he looked up and saw e/n standing in front of him, leaning close to him with a flirty smile on her face.
“hey there, you're cute,” she flirted, her voice dripping with sweetness as she gave him a seductive wink.
you continued to watch what was unfolding in front of you, but it was hard since you weren’t able to hear them talk. you couldn’t see bakugou’s facial expression either, all you saw was the girl giving bakugou a kiss on the cheek. you stood in complete shock, and ran away before he could see you. bakugou himself was completely taken by surprise as e/n kissed his cheek, making his eyes widen in shock.
“GET THE HELL OFF ME BASTARD!” he yelled, as he shot an explosion at her, making her fall on the floor.
before he could even process what had just happened, he heard the sound of footsteps rushing away. his eyes darted towards the direction of the sound, and he caught a glimpse of you running away. his expression turned into one of realization and a tinge of panic. he ran over the girl and ran after you, calling out your name.
you ignored him calling your name, you ran off before he could find you. once you lost him, you slowed down your pace and started walking to find yaoyorozu and mina. when you found them, they saw the embarrassment and shame plastered on your face. mina and yaoyorozu looked at you, confused on the long face.
“i was dumb to think he really liked me,” you sniffled, a warm tear rolling down your cheek. both of their hearts swelled for you, them seeing you in such a hurt and vulnerable state was very rare for them.
“aww my poor baby, what happened?” mina asked, giving you a warm and embracing hug.
“i saw e/n kissing him on the cheek…” you weaped in a dreading tone.
“i’m so sorry for you, he didn’t deserve you anyways,” mina comforted you.
“yeah don’t even worry about him, he was just a distraction to your achievements.” yaoyorozu added as she also hugged you.
you wiped your tears, trying to stay confident. “yeah guys, you're right, thank you.” you hugged them back.
“girl that’s literally what friends are for,” mina smiled, putting her arm around you as you guys started walking towards the gym.
once you guys made it to the gym, the training exam was about to start. present mic used his quirk to announce the instructions. you, mina, and yaoyorozu looked around the gym seeing everyone’s expression. excitement, fear, maybe even both. as you scanned the room, even through the big crowd in the gym, you managed to spot bakugou from a mile away.
he stood away from the crowd, which made him easy to spot. he noticed you as well, you two both making eye contact from across the gym. he could tell you were distraught and embarrassed due to what happened earlier.
the horns blared, and the event had now started. everyone was placed in groups, having to fight fake robotic villains. you were in a group with mineta, mina, and bakugou, and everyone started to get sorted into their groups. bakugou wasn’t exactly thrilled about the fact he was paired with mineta and mina. his eyes then glanced over at you again, noticing your slightly saddened expression which annoyed him for reasons he couldn’t explain.
you guys were taken outside into the real city, they closed some parts of the city for the training exam. once present mic announced that the exam started. a bunch of robots appeared within seconds. you easily took down most of the robots, mainly the smaller ones because bakugou took over all the giant robots. you were able to see how many points your group had with a special bracelet hatsume made. you guys had the most points overall, thanks to bakugou.
once you realized you started slacking on personal points, you decided to go check the alleyways to find any robots. meanwhile, bakugou was doing his best to get as many points as possible to beat all might's school record. he went on a rampage as he took out robots left to right, his mind focused on winning and his team getting first place. he quickly noticed that your score was quite low compared to his, which only annoyed him further, and he mentally cursed you for slacking off. he didn’t bother saying anything about it though, letting you go off to find more robots to defeat.
you started running, passing every alleyway as quickly as you could. finding robots in alleyways would double your points, and it was good since most villains are known to be in alleyways to bring the experience to reality. the exam also had fake bystanders who pretended to be hurt. you could earn points from saving their lives. with every alleyway you walked through you said your line to make sure you didn’t miss anyone.
“is anybody there?” you asked.
after hearing no reply, you turned around to check the next alleyway. you noticed a bit of purple fog forming under your feet, yet didn’t seem to understand till the second you were about to walk off, a blade was thrown at you, cutting the side of your cheek. you quickly held your cheek, letting out a strangled scream, you turned around to see a villain, covered in swords and blades. “oh my gosh” you thought to yourself.
it was a real villain in the exam arena. you didn’t have any time to call for help or back up, since the villain was already charging at you, using their blades to move them like a spider. you quickly jumped over all the blades and slid onto the floor. your quirk only worked if you could locate the person’s body, but since they were covered in blades, it was much harder.
you used your quirk to disassemble the swords, making him defenseless, or so you thought. the idea immediately backfired as his swords regenerated, but he was weaker. more swords were thrown at you, dodging each one and using your quirk to levitate all the blades and send it right back to the villain. your nose started to bleed from the overuse of your power, the swords you threw back at the villain sliced each blade he used to stand on, but once again he regenerated his blades.
the villain seemed to be getting impatient as they charged at you once again, this time sneaking a sword into your calf. you yelled out in pain as the blade broke in half, leaving a shard stuck inside your leg to cause you to fall. the sword he struck at you showed a part of the villain’s torso, making you able to see their body. you quickly used your arms to levitate the monster, giving you coordination. you started breaking his hands and legs, then dropping the villain cold on the floor leaving him unconscious, possibly dead.
using your quirk, you pryed the blade out of your calf, screaming in unbearable pain since the sword was very deep in your leg. tears streamed down your face. once you got the sword out, you used your arms to drag yourself out of the alleyway. your nose was gushing with blood, your cheek left with a deep scar, and your leg cut so deep you could see your bone.
you leaned against the wall to help stand up so someone—anyone could notice you. but you could only spot the spiky-haired blonde. you watched him destroy the last robot. he was exhilarated and filled with adrenaline, but that feeling quickly faded as he heard a yelp coming from an alleyway behind him. he immediately recognized your voice and his head whipped to the direction of it.
his heart raced when he saw you stumbling out of the alleyway with a bleeding cheek, a bloody nose, and a shiny piece of a sword still buried in your leg. you wanted to walk towards him, or at least try to get a little closer to him. but when you took another step off the wall, you lost your balance, nearly falling on the ground until a pair of strong hands caught you. and that’s the last thing you felt before you blacked out.
he yelled your name as he ran to the gym, seeing mr. aizawa, all might, present mic, and mt. lady. they all saw him carrying you in his arms. he quickly explained that there was a villain in the alleyway, near the pink blossom trees. all might and mt. lady ran to the location bakugou told them while mr. aizawa followed behind them.
mr aizawa instructed bakugou to take you to recovery girl first, and without a doubt, he took you there. he had to wait outside the room while she worked her magic on you. his heart was banging against his chest with worry and uncertainty as he anxiously waited for any news from inside. it felt like hours passed by, but it was only a couple of minutes. when the door fully opened, he practically jumped to his feet as he saw recovery girl walk out.
“she’s going to be just fine sweetie, she should be waking up soon,” recovery girl reassured, giving him a sweet ol’ smile as she walked out, allowing bakugou to enter the room.
he silently sat next to the bed, his crimson eyes watching over your unconscious body. not long later, you opened your eyes and were greeted to the sight of bakugou looking down at the floor and his gauntlets on the ground next to his chair. you were happy to see him, but didn’t forget about what happened before all of this. you pushed yourself up shakily, finding some strength to talk.
“w-what are you doing here?” you asked, staring at him.
his gaze immediately flew up to meet your half-opened eyes. he lets out a soft sigh of relief at the sight of you finally waking up.
“what do you think i’m doing here, idiot? you passed out after that dumbass villain attack,” he replied with his usual grumpy tone.
“i’m fine, you should go be with e/n anyways,” you grumbled, annoyed, but still grateful he came to check on you.
his eyes widened for a split second at your words, taken aback by the fact you said that. he cursed himself for being careless enough to not talk to you about it sooner, not wanting you to get the wrong idea.
“so that’s what your attitude was about. you really think i would let some random ass girl kiss me?” he questioned with mild annoyance in his voice as he looked down at you.
hearing his tone caused you to rethink your reaction from earlier. “so...what happened then?”
he ran a hand through his spiky blonde hair, feeling frustrated by your stubbornness. he let out a sigh before explaining what happened.
“she just came up to me while i was waiting for the exam to start and suddenly tried to kiss me. i pushed her away as soon as i realized what was happening, but i’m guessing you already saw that.” he inferred, looking at you with a slight glare to assuming the worst about him.
it didn’t take a battle for you to believe him, since knowing him, he wouldn’t lie about that. “mmk, i guess i believe you,” you said playfully, trying to lighten the mood.
he grunted at your response, narrowing his eyes at you with mild annoyance, but the slightest hint of relief. “damn right you should,” he mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. “i’m just glad you're okay. you should’ve said something before you went off alone, that villain nearly fucked you up.”
“like i knew there was going to be a villain there,” you rolled your eyes.
“damn idiot, didn’t you see the robots and fake villains all over the place? why would you think that no one was going to pull something like this? and why the hell would you try to fight him alone? you were going to seriously get yourself killed.” he explained, holding onto your shoulders making you look at him.
you cracked a smile at him for being so protective of you and caring about you. “okay, i’m sorry for scaring you, i’ll make sure i’m not too reckless next time, i promise.” you apologized sincerely.
his expression softened a bit at your apology. “whatever, nerd,” he grumbled half seriously.
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some time later, you were let free and had a cast on your leg. everyone was in the common area talking about their experiences during the training exam, until the topic was asked about what happened to your leg.
“oh, i got attacked in the alleyway, and it was so scary since he was like a full-blown sword man. i managed to defeat him, but i lost so much blood, i passed out. oh— and he launched one of his blades super deep in my leg. but other than that i’m great.”
the group of students all gasped and muttered in shock, all turning their gaze to you in concern and amazement after hearing what you had experienced.
“oh my gosh! you’re seriously okay? you fought a real villain on your own? that’s insane!” jirou exclaimed, her eyes wide in shock as she looked at you.
“yeah man, that sounds dangerous. i’m glad you're okay though,” kirishima added, flashing a smile at you.
“thank you, i’ll be okay. i just hope i passed with enough points,” you sighed.
mineta chuckled in disbelief and muttered something no one could quite hear, probably some perverted comment. kaminari shook his head in amazement, a look of dubiety on his face.
“you seriously fought a villain alone? and you’re worried about points? you’re insane,” tokoyami added.
sero also looked at you with wide eyes and let out an amazed whistle. “you really have some guts, i gotta admit that.”
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it was now night time. you took your pills recovery girl gave you, and was also excused from going to school until you got your crutches. since you could do whatever you wanted to, you decided to go downstairs for a little bit and watch tv to let time pass till you were tired. you limped your way to the elevator, wincing at the pain for every step you took.
once you stepped out the elevator, you saw your favorite spiky-haired blonde already sitting on the couch, his arm outstretched over the top of the backrest. when you limped your way to the couch you sat down next to him. his face was frowned while he was watching tv, it was a long and stressful day for him since all he could think about was you. he was annoyed that he couldn’t focus on his own stuff without you crossing his mind.
“are you okay? you seem pretty stressed?” you asked, putting your leg on the couch and keeping your injured leg on the floor.
“yeah i’m fine, just frustrated by stupid shit,” he responded in his usual gruff tone, his eyes darting to your injured leg.
he noticed you were sitting uncomfortably, so he moved your leg up to his lap. he claimed it was to keep your blood flowing correctly, knowing he just wanted you on him in some way. you two sat in silence for a little bit, not knowing what to say to keep the conversation going. but bakugou didn’t seem to wanna talk, he just enjoyed your presence as his facial features slowly relaxed.
“y’know, i've always wondered something about you, but don’t get mad when i ask.” you looked at him, then back at the tv.
“don’t get mad? why the hell would i get mad at a simple question? just spit it out already.” he rolled his eyes.
“why do you always want people to call you bakugou? why don’t you want them to call you kats—”
“don’t call me that,” he replied in a gruff tone, his voice barely above a growl.
the question was a sensitive one for him, and he had good reasons behind it on why he didn’t want people calling him by his first name. it reminded him of his childhood a lot, back when he was only six years old.
“sorry,” you apologized. you were about to slide your leg off his lap, yet he stopped you, keeping your leg right where he wanted them.
“it’s just childish, i don’t want people calling me that. i’m way above that dumb ass name anyway,” he said arrogantly, a hint of vulnerability in his tone too.
“i understand that. it reminds me when people used to call me n/n, it made me feel so young and weak,” you scrunched your face in disgust.
he grunted in understanding, his expression softening a bit. “yeah, somethin’ like that.” he said, feeling awkward, not really comfortable or used to talking about his feelings.
“who only calls you by your first name?” you asked, trying to get him to talk more about his feelings.
he grumbled for a moment, thinking about your question. he really didn’t want to answer it, but he knew that you were stubborn enough to keep asking until he answered. he begrudgingly mouthed a few words in a low tone, just barely audible enough for you to hear.
“my parents. they’re the only ones that ever called me that, and that bastard deku. that’s just because we’ve known each other for so long,” he mumbled.
without notice, he continued rambling on about his life, surprisingly talking more than usual and opening up about a few things he had never told anyone before. once he started he couldn’t stop, but you continued to listen to him. it was strange how comfortable he was with you at that moment, letting down his walls just a slight bit and letting himself be more vulnerable. as he spoke, he couldn’t help but glance down at you every once in a while.
you added some comments every few words he said, nodding every once in a while to show you were still interested in what he was sharing, even sharing a couple laughs together. you being around him encouraged him to talk even more.
and since you were typically an antsy person, you ended up moving your position on the couch quite a few times. you now ended up on his chest with your legs resting on the arm of the couch. you were half asleep while he was talking, just replying with “mhm,” at this point. when he looked down at you, his expression softened as he saw you slowly drifting to sleep, your head falling onto his chest. he paused for a moment with a half-smirk, watching as you leaned on him.
he could’ve easily pushed you off, like he did when anyone else tried to touch him. but for some reason he didn't. instead, he continued talking, enjoying the comfort of your presence and, surprisingly, not minding your sudden clinginess.
“oh, shoot,” you said, trying to get up but your tiredness was weighing you down. “i have to take my medicine recovery girl gave me.”
he noticed you were struggling to get up, and he could only sigh. “you idiot, you're practically falling asleep. just sit still and stay there, i’ll get it for you.” he said, getting up from the couch.
“no, it’s okay, i was heading to my room anyways,” you reassured him, giving him a small smile while you used the arm of the couch to lift yourself up.
he couldn’t help but roll his eyes at your stubbornness. “whatever, but you're not gonna heal properly putting pressure on your foot. just get on my back.”
you looked at bakugou, smirking as he signaled for you to get on his back. you wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed yourself up a little. he wrapped his strong arms around your legs and easily walked you to the elevator. his heart was fluttering by your half-lidded eyes, and the way you clung onto him. once you made it to your dorm, he laid you down on the bed and placed your injured leg on a pillow.
“where’s the medicine?” he asked, looking over your vanity trying to find it.
“it’s in the drawer on the left side.” you grabbed your water bottle from the night stand, getting ready to take your medicine.
after quickly rummaging through the drawers for a moment, he finally found the medicine recovery girl gave you. he grabbed the bottle and walked over to you on the bed. you opened the bottle, and took two of the small white pills. once you placed them in your mouth, you drunk some water and swallowed the pills.
“thanks bakugou.” you said softly and sweetly.
“yeah whatever, just get some sleep,” he said in his usual blunt tone, clearly trying to hide his concern with a constant grouchy attitude.
he opened your door, then closed it as he walked to his dorm room. he sighed, flopping down onto his bed and staring at the ceiling. his thoughts were all over the place, and he couldn’t stop thinking about you. he didn’t understand it. why did he feel so comfortable when you were there? why was your presence so damn addicting to him? he groaned in frustration, putting a hand over his face, confused by his never ending thought of you drowning his mind every day.
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i really saved her
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: the popular boy, katsuki bakugou never thought he would’ve ended up liking someone like…you.
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chapter 2: his boba date
the next day, bakugou got up a little excited for what was to come today. he showered, brushed his teeth, washed his face, did his hair and changed into a black polo t-shirt and baggy light washed jeans. he decided to wear a chill outfit, considering the place you guys were going to wasn’t a fancy place. he then sprayed his best smelling cologne just so you could compliment it when you smelt him. he left his dorm room at exactly 11:55am, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he made his way to your dorm room. he stood outside your room, looking down at the floor for a second before knocking at the door.
“comingg!” you yelled sweetly, as you finished spraying your favorite perfume all over your body.
you grabbed your phone and opened the door to be greeted by bakugou and his sharp smelling scent. his eyes looked up from the floor to look at you when your door opened. he noticed the light smell of a sweet vanilla perfume. he enjoyed the scent of it on you. a smirk appeared on his face as he looked you up and down.
“you ready to go?” he asked.
“yup!” you exclaimed, closing the door behind you.
you both walked to the elevator and bakugou pressed the down button. you noticed him checking out your outfit a couple of times, pushing you to speak up.
“you like my outfit?” you asked harmlessly.
he looked down at you with a smirk on his face, his eyes roamed your body ever since you left the dorm. he shoved his hand in his pocket as he chuckled. “yeah, it looks good,” he complimented.
“thank you,” you smiled. you wore a baby pink cropped zip-up hoodie and a matching heather grey set with tapue birkenstocks.
“you smell good, by the way,” you complimented, looking down at his body.
he noticed your gaze down at him. “my eyes are up here,” he mentioned in a low tone.
you quickly darted your eyes over to the elevator buttons, too embarrassed to look at him. he laughed as the elevator reached the main floor. he started to walk out of the elevator before he stopped and looked at all the people that were in the common area. he wasn’t surprised that most of the class were there.
“oooo, where are you two going?” mina ran up to you excitedly.
“oh we're just going to this new boba place that’s not too far from here, you wanna come with us?” you asked. she was going to say yes until she looked at bakugou’s fierce expression behind you.
“of cour— uhm.. actually i can’t. i’m helping kirishima learn this new tiktok dance we’re doing together, maybe next time though!” she smiled at you.
“aww, okay, well we'll be back, bye guys!” you waved at everyone in the common area while bakugou looked down at you. he held you by the wrist and guided you out the door, a cocky smirk on his face as he led you outside.
you could tell he was a little irritated that you asked mina to tag along, but he was glad she at least got the hint to not come when she saw his vehement expression. he didn’t want others to be around and ruin his alone time with you.
“are you excited to go and check out this place?” you asked, trying to keep up with his pace since he was practically dragging you. he finally let go of your wrist as you walked alongside him, his usual smirk on his face as he began to answer your question.
“i guess. i’m more excited to prove that my spice tolerance is way higher than yours.” he teased, looking down at you.
“whatever, you already know the answer to that,” you rolled your eyes at him.
ten minutes later, you both finally made it to the boba place. bakugou opened the door for you as you stepped inside, and followed behind you.
“hello, welcome to taichi boba, how may i help you?” the lady welcomed you both at the register while tapping a bunch of buttons onto the screen.
“hello miss, can i get two large mango milk tea boba with two spicy tonkotsu noodles, in addition to your spicy sauce please?” you flashed her a sweet smile.
“of course, and will that be it?” she smiled while putting in the orders while you nodded at her question. “okay, that’ll be $21.15”
bakugou silently stood beside you as you told the lady your guy’s order, not paying too much attention and just waiting for you to finish talking. he looked around the restaurant while you placed the order, looking at the other customers and the decorations the place had. once you finished ordering, he quietly pulled out his wallet and swiped his card. you guys then stepped to the side to wait for your food.
“have you ever tried mango milk tea? it’s literally so good, i hope you’ll like it.” you scanned the restaurant and it’s decorations.
“It better be good, or you owe me from wasting money on that nasty shit.” he joked.
“it will be, trust me—” you were cut off by the lady shouting out your number order. you both grabbed your food and sat down at a table booth. “okay, try the boba first..” you scooched into the seat, sitting across bakugou.
he grabbed his boba cup, inspecting the drink at first, then took a sip from the straw, his expression remaining mostly neutral as always. he put the drink down on the table and looked at you with a smirk.
“not bad, i guess,” he responded, taking another sip from the cup.
“yay, i knew you’d like it!” you cheered.
you then grabbed a smaller bowl and placed some noodles into it while you added the extra spicy sauce and poured it into the bowl. bakugou did the same. once he finished, you both picked up a little bit of noodles, mentally counting down and both eating the noodles, chewing attentively. he didn’t appear to be affected by the spice as he remained calm and collected. he glanced over at you while you chewed the spicy noodles.
he saw a bit of sweat form on your forehead, making him snicker. he already knew he was gonna win this challenge. you swallowed the noodles, your mouth burning on fire. you stuck out your tongue and attempted to fan it with both of your hands. you then grabbed a napkin off the table and dabbed the napkin over your tongue repeatedly, trying to ease the pain by drinking your boba.
“oh my gosh, that was hot as fuck.” you coughed, indulging your drink.
he laughed at the way you cursed and watched you attempt to get rid of the burning sensation. he swallowed his own food slowly and was completely unaffected by the spice. he smirked and leaned back in his seat, his hands in his pockets.
“looks like i won,” he blurted in a cocky tone. “should’ve put a bid on this or something,” he continued to tease you.
“yeah whatever. well the good thing is i didn’t put that sauce into my entire bowl of noodles.” you switched your bowl, eating your regular noodles.
you two were now having random conversations, talking about anything that came to either of your minds. “so what made you want to become a pro hero?” you asked, twirling your noodles inside the bowl with your fork.
bakugou chewed on the noodles slowly as he heard your question, a bit surprised at first, but then he swallowed his food to answer your question.
“why do any of us here want to become pro heroes? to be at the top and become number one. to prove that we’re the strongest, obviously. why else?” he answered the question.
“i mean yeah, but is there anything else to it? like maybe something inspired you during your childhood.” you finally took a bite of your food.
he continued to eat his noodles slowly as you asked another question, this one making him remember his childhood. he thought it over for a second, thinking of a time in his childhood that he could tell you about.
“well, i guess there was once where me and mom watched some of all might’s videos when i was younger. you know, the one where he saved a million people at once during that fire.” he answered your question, looking down at the soup left in the bowl.
“aww that’s adorable, i never knew you adored all might. you actually made it seem like you hated him.” you giggled.
his eyes narrowed slightly as you said his answer was ‘adorable’. “i don’t 'adore' him, i’ve just looked up to him since i was a little kid. plus i don’t ‘hate’ him either. i just know i can surpass him and be even better than he is.” he explained, the cockiness in his voice.
“oh okay, that makes sense,” you nodded, smiling at him a little. he hummed as he watched you smile, leaning back into the seat after finishing his noodles.
“how about you? what made you want to be a hero?” he asked, tilting his head and looking down at you. he was actually curious to know why you wanted to become a hero.
“well, when i was seven years old, my mom died to a villain. i was so heartbroken.. and i wanted revenge. she died trying to save me, and i always thought becoming a pro hero would make up for her risking her life for me. she wanted to be a hero herself, but she was quirkless. so now, i’m going to make her proud.”
bakugou’s usual smirk slowly disappeared once you started to explain why you wanted to become a hero. he knew that you had lost your mom, but didn’t know how she died. he was surprised to hear that your mom risked her life to save you from a villain. he was silent as he listened to you talk, silently sympathizing with your story.
“damn, i’m sorry that happened,” he spoke quietly, his cocky demeanor and tone completely vanished. his voice now had a slightly more sympathetic tone.
“it’s fine, don’t feel bad for me.” you drank your boba. “but anyways, let’s change the topic.”
you two continued to talk until you were both ready to leave. it was now 1:00pm, and you both finally left the boba place. “today was fun!” you beamed, still sipping on the tapioca pearls from your drink.
he nodded in agreement, his hands now stuffed in his pockets as the two of you exited the boba shop. “yeah, it wasn’t too bad,” he responded, his voice sounding a bit more calm and less cocky than usual.
“y’know it’s much more fun being around you when you're not a complete crash-out, but who can blame you. if i was rich, top of the class, had an amazing quirk, and had supportive parents, i would be just like you.. maybe a tad bit nicer.” you laughed a little.
he huffed in slight annoyance. “tch, you wouldn’t be able to live a life like i do,” he teased.
“i said i understood you, rudeass.” you playfully nudged his stomach, but instead tripping into his hard abs. he smiled a little when you called him a ‘rudeass’, enjoying how feisty you rarely got.
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once you both got back to the height alliance, bakugou ended up going back into his room. as soon as he did, he flopped down on his bed and laid on his back, arms crossed behind his head. he thought back about everything that had happened during the outing. a content expression on his face.
meanwhile ,you sat in the common area while mina and yaoyorozu asked you what had happened. you told them everything in full detail as they started ooh-ing and aw-ing, making you blush every time.
“he seems like a good guy, but i would still be careful, y/n. you should never trust a popular guy. i mean he’s popular for a reason, right?” yaoyorozu argued.
“i mean he’s popular because of his looks and athleticism. i think he has good intentions,” you argued.
“and i doubt he has a body count, but he does give out his numbers to multiple people,” mina added.
“i heard he doesn’t even text the girls back, but that one girl from class 4-C is totally obsessed with him. i think her name was e/n, she never gives up on trying to talk to him,” yaoyorozu called out, sipping on her tea.
“okay how about i won’t get myself hyped up, and just go with the flow? he may just be being friendly or something, and i don’t wanna get any ideas just from friendly gestures. plus, i don’t even think he would find me attractive.” you slid back off the arm of the couch and onto the cushions.
“i mean yeah, he always seems so serious or angry about everything, he never seems to show interest in any girls,” yaoyorozu said.
“he can be difficult to read but you never know what he’s thinking,” mina replied, nodding in agreement to yaoyorozu’s statement.
“yeah, i guess,” you sighed, covering your eyes with your forearm while lying on the couch.
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it was now nighttime, and you were headed towards the elevator to grab a drink before you went to sleep for the night. when you entered the common area you were greeted with a lovely aroma and an even lovelier sight of bakugou shirtless cooking food.
“hey bakugou, watcha’ making?” you asked, opening the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water.
he slightly flinched when you suddenly spoke. he took a second to respond as he turned his head over to you. “i’m meal-prepping some curry for this week,” he answered, turning back to the stove as he began to stir the rice that was in the other pot.
“it smells good,” you complimented, closing the refrigerator and went to sit at the island counter.
he turned the heat down low so that the curry wouldn’t burn before turning around fully to look over at you. he leaned back against the counter as he watched you sit down, watching him cook. “of course it smells good, i’m the one making it.” he responded somewhat arrogantly.
“can i try some?” you asked curiously.
“come over here then,” he grabbed a bowl and spoon for you, then dished up some of the curry into the bowl.
you walked over to him and took a bite of the food. “mmm, that tastes so good. but, it would taste even better if you added some chili powder,” you added, reaching into the cabinet and grabbing the chili powder out of the cabinet.
his eyes twitched in annoyance, the thought of you perfecting his work? yeah right. he huffed softly as he watched you grab the chili powder, “i don’t need your help, it’s perfectly fine,” he scoffed.
“trust me, you’ll like it.” you eyeballed a little bit of chili powder into the curry, bakugou rolled his eyes, annoyed at the fact you were trying to ‘improve’ his cooking.
he grabbed a spoon and scooped a bit of curry into his mouth. he chewed the curry slowly and silently, reluctant to admit that the additional chili powder did in fact make it taste better than before. he didn’t want to give you that satisfaction of being right.
“it’s alright, but it was fine before, too.” he cleared his throat in defeat.
“yeah sureee,” you giggled. you could tell he enjoyed it much better. “i didn’t know you liked to cook, you must be good at everything,” you extolled, pulling yourself up to sit on the counter right where he was cooking.
he looked at you while you were sitting comfortably while on the countertop. he waited a couple of seconds till he glanced over at your body in your night clothes, thinking about how cute you looked while you were sitting there.
“yeah, my parents taught me a lot, especially how to cook. i’m surprised you morons don’t know how to cook,” he bragged jokingly.
“well, when there’s people like you, who needs to learn how to cook?” you took a sip of your water.
“tch, you’re damn right,” he smirked cockily.
he turned around and finished the curry. he was planning on saving some for his friend, but he decided to share some with you since you kinda helped. he grabbed the bowls and filled them up with white rice, then he placed some curry on top. he handed you the bowl with two wooden chopsticks inside.
“uhh, i don’t really know how to use chopsticks,” you admitted, scratching your head in embarrassment.
“do i have to teach you everything?” he sighed, taking the pair of chopsticks from the bowl he handed you and pulled them apart, then held them out for you to take them.
he grabbed your right arm, placing the first chopstick in between your index finger and your thumb. he then grabbed the other chopstick, making you hold it with your middle, index finger, and thumb.
“pinch the second chopstick and move it up and down,” he instructed, letting go of your hand.
you did exactly as he told you, moving your chopstick correctly. “i did it!” you cheered in excitement.
his smirk grew as you listened to his steps, not as hard-headed as he thought. “yeah, you did it, good job, weirdo,” he praised, a hint of teasing in his voice.
you both ate the curry, enjoying and finishing every last bite. once you two finished, you both washed your plates and headed up to your dorms for the night.
“goodnight bakugou,” you said, planting a soft smile on your face, as you were about to enter your room.
he followed behind you, his hands stuffed into his pockets, trying to hide the constant effect you had on him. “goodnight,” he responded with his gruff voice, but his tone lacked any real animosity.
after you closed your door, you jumped onto your bed, daydreaming about bakugou. “could this actually become something?” you thought to yourself.
you reminded yourself you didn’t want to get excited over a bunch of friendly gestures, but something coming from katsuki bakugou?? is ultimate, rare, once in a blue moon. you finally shook off the thought and started to head to sleep, yet a cracked smile was left on your face thinking about him.
once bakugou returned to his room, his mind raced while he closed the door. his thoughts immediately flooded with thoughts about you. he couldn’t help but think about how cute you looked sitting on the counter in your pajamas, how excited you were when you successfully used the chopsticks, and the smile you gave him as you said goodnight. he tried to shake off the thoughts, but they continued to linger in his mind, causing both annoyance and.. something else.
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i really saved her
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: the popular boy, katsuki bakugou never thought he would’ve ended up liking someone like… you.
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (popular-highschooler!)bakugou x (unknown-highschooler)f!reader ᯓ wandering eyes ᯓ slowburn ᯓ wc: 2.8k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ series ᯓ
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 (🩵) if you wanna be added
chapter 1: his little crush
you. you were… not much, to be honest. you’ve always been out of the picture in every school you went to. you weren’t popular, didn’t catch too much attention unless your class, class 4-A was famous for defeating another bad guy. truthfully, you were fine with your two friends, mina ashido and momo yaoyorozu. so why the hell did you catch the most popular boy in your school’s attention? katsuki bakugou; spiky short blond hair, hot sharp looks, fit yet modest tall body. he was a jack of all trades, and was apparently attractive to both girls and guys at school. i mean, who wouldn’t want a short-tempered boy, who stays to himself and loves cooking? that was bakugou. the same bakugou walking over to you.
“hey,” he called to you after dismissing the other popular kids in your class, lifting the cap on his squeeze gatorade bottle. he gestured it towards you, wanting—no, hoping you’d take his offer. after all, the whole class had run one too many laps. “need some?”
you were hunched over with your hands on your knees. you looked up to see bakugou offering you his water bottle, it shocked you a little as you grabbed the water hesitantly, accidentally touching hands with him. he smirked when you accidentally touched his hand. you tilted your head back a little as the water squirted out of the bottle into your mouth. you swallowed the water breathlessly, handing the water bottle back to him.
“thank you,” you huffed, wiping the water that split on the side of your face. he watched you as he knew you needed the water. you were very fast, nearly faster than bakugou himself. he was almost a little cocky now, seeing how you were almost quicker than him. he hummed in acknowledgment to your ‘thank you’.
“impressive. you’re fast, i’ll give you that…” he teased slightly, flipping the cap back on his water bottle and taking a long gulp, “but i’m sure i can still beat you in a race.”
your eyes widened at the compliment he gave you, making you crack a small smile.
“thank you. and yeah, i’m sure you can beat me any day,” you picked up your gym bag and threw it over your shoulder.
he smirked and hummed arrogantly, shoving his hands in his pockets. “you’re damn right i can.” he scoffed in confidence, he couldn’t help but notice that smile, how small it was. it made something in his stomach stir. he glanced to the side for a moment, before he looked back over at you. “maybe we can race monday,” he suggested before walking away with kirishima, kaminari, and sero. they all stared at him with knowing looks in their eyes to the conversation he just had with you.
your stomach twisted a little when he planned on racing you. you walked out of the gym, going a different way from bakugou so his friends couldn’t catch more glances at you. you ended up going to the dorms. “thank goodness tomorrow’s friday.” you thought to yourself. you opened the door to your dorm and placed your bag down to get ready for your shower. once you got out of the shower, you put on some black sweatpants and a black sports bra.
you checked your phone to see text messages from mina and yaoyorozu talking about movie night. even though it’s thursday and usually the class watches a movie on friday, you still agreed to go. you left the dorm room and noticed bakugou leaving his dorm too.
he stretched as he walked out of his dorm, running a hand through his spiky hair. it was a little damp, signaling he had just taken a shower. his eyes widened slightly when he saw you walking out of your room as well. he paused for a moment contemplating whether or not he should say something or not before he decided to push forward.
“hey,” he spoke up, getting your attention. you turned back to see him with only black sweatpants on. his v-line was exposed and his usual spiky hair was a little curled up at the top from his shower.
“oh hey,” you smiled. he could tell you were nervous just from the appearance of you. though, something about the fact you were nervous just made him feel…happy? he smirked with a raised eyebrow, shoving his hands in his pockets as he leaned his shoulder against the wall.
“where you heading?” he questioned, a slightly teasing tone in his voice.
“oh, the class is having a movie night in the common area and they wanted me to come watch the movie with them.” you pointed over to the elevator you were headed to.
he hummed, looking in the direction of the elevator for a moment before looking back at you. he paused for a moment, contemplating something. after a few seconds, he pushed off the wall he was leaning on and smirked. “sounds fun, guess i’ll join you.” he replied cooly.
“okayy,” you smiled, and you both stepped into the elevator. you were a little nervous about the reactions that would be on everyone's faces once they saw you and bakugou exiting off the elevator together.
he pressed the down button, stepping in after you. he could tell you were nervous. “you scared or somethin’?” he teased, smirking at you. he leaned back against the rail, his arms holding onto it behind him.
you looked over at him, a little annoyed at how strangely observant he was. “just a little,” you gulped, watching the elevator door close.
he chuckled quietly, tilting his head slightly. “there’s nothin’ you should be worrying about,” he spoke casually as the elevator made a soft ding, signaling they had arrived on the main floor. “if they say anything i’ll deal with 'em so no need to be worrying,”
you both walked out of the elevator and into the common area. the others paused, staring directly at the two of you. you fastened your pace and moved to sit at the end of the couch, pulling a cover over you that you found right next to you. bakugou followed right behind you, sitting on the couch, but with enough space between the two of you.
the others were still looking at you guys with questioning looks, some even looked.. surprised. before you even opened your mouth to say something, the lights turned off and the movie started. you looked around every once in a while to find mina and yaoyorozu. bakugou leaned back on the couch, his arms folded over his chest as he looked up at the screen. from time to time, his eyes would glance over to you and linger for a moment before looking back at the screen. meanwhile, you pulled out your phone to text mina and yaoyorozu in the group chat you three had together.
go piss girl 💫👅:
you: guyssssss
you: where are you at??? i thought we were gonna watch the movie TOGETHER
mina: girll we see you over there with bakugou!!
mina: go have some fun girlly😉
yo-momo: yess but not too much fun
yo-momo: i heard he’s a f-boy 🤫
you: omg you guys are literally insane
bakugou glanced over at you, he could see your phone screen from the corner of his eye for a second. he faintly saw a part of the group chat, but couldn’t read the text. he raised an eyebrow curiously. he was quiet for a moment, then decided to speak up.
“why aren’t you watching the movie, idiot?” he asked, leaning a little closer to try to read the messages.
you quickly turned your phone off, and you looked over at him, “i was just asking where mina and yaoyorozu were,” you whispered, focusing back on the movie.
he hummed and leaned back again, a little suspicious of why you were hiding your screen from him. he was staring at you intently, trying to read you. while looking at you, he noticed the sports bra you had on and how it was holding your boobs up well, making him look down for a split second. but you noticed it, making you self-conscious about the sports bra you had on and covered yourself up with the blanket. once he noticed your actions he chuckled quietly. obviously amused by how embarrassed you were from him looking at you.
“relax,” he spoke quietly, “it’s just a sports bra. you’re acting like it’s something bad,” he teased slyly.
“i’m just cold,” you lied. even though it was always cold in the common area, that wasn’t the reason why you were covering up this time.
he hummed with a smirk plastered on his face. he could tell you were lying, but let it slide.
“then c’mere,” he pulled you closer, closing the gap between you two that had been made on the couch earlier.
as you got pulled in, you were a little flustered. he was pretty touchy yet calm towards you. almost like you didn’t just start talking to each other today. but you didn’t mind since he was really warm and comfortable. he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you in closer to him as he looked down at you to make sure you were comfortable.
“is that better?” his voice gruff, but his tone soft.
“yeah thanks,” you giggled, giving him a smile once more.
the corner of his lips perked up, his eyes going back to the movie. he glanced down at you every once in a while, looking down at the way you were resting on his bare chest. his smirk returned when he realized he was actually enjoying this. you two continued watching the movie until it was cut short by mr. aizawa turning the lights on and unplugging the tv cord.
"you all must’ve forgotten today is only thursday and not friday,” he sighed. “get to your dorms, everyone will be running laps first thing in the morning,” he ordered with his hands in his pockets. bakugou and everyone else groaned in displeasure. the last thing everyone wanted to do was laps first thing in the morning.
he looked down at you, “great,” he huffed sarcastically. he lifted his hand that was around your waist and stood up shoving his hands in his pants. everyone went to their dorm rooms. the elevator filled up with students. on each floor everyone left only leaving you and bakugou on the third floor walking out of the elevator together.
“see you in the morning, gotta wake up early for those stupid ass laps,” he reminded you.
“oh yeah, see ya in the morning,” you whined, opening your door and closing it behind you.
he watched you step into your dorm, closing the door behind you. he stared at the door you had just closed for a few seconds before he sighed and walked into his own dorm room. you hopped onto the bed and thought about the night you had with bakugou.
“it’s probably just him being friendly or something,” you thought to yourself, trying not to get yourself hyped about nothing. “but why would he suddenly want to be near me out of nowhere?” you questioned. you decided to brush it off and head to sleep for the night.
bakugou laid in his own bed, staring up at the ceiling with both hands behind his head. he couldn’t stop thinking about you, and how weirdly comfortable you were on his chest. he’s never experienced anything like this before, the feeling you gave him was strange. a good strange, he could still feel the warmth of your body on him. after tossing and turning for a while, he finally managed to fall asleep.
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it was now morning again. you and bakugou were neck and neck running laps once again. he exhaled heavily as he ran, his breathing becoming uneven. he could hear your footsteps behind him, and that motivated him to run faster. the coach finally blew the whistle, letting the class know that you guys could now rest. you went to your gym bag trying to find your water bottle realizing that once again you forgot it.
bakugou went to grab his water bottle and take a sip, but he noticed you didn’t have yours again. he paused for a moment, an idea going off in his head so he could find a way to talk to you. he walked up to you, handing you his water bottle. you looked up at him again, this time smiling when you grabbed the water bottle and squirted the water in your mouth and handed it back to him.
“thanks…again,” you giggled, knowing a part of you left your water bottle on purpose this morning.
“yeah whatever. you really need to start remembering to bring your water. i won’t always be here to save the day,” he chuckled with a cocky tone.
“yeah sure,” you let out a small laugh and picked up your bag. once the bell rang, you left the gym and went to the locker room to take a shower before class started.
bakugou watched you leave with a smirk as he picked up his own bag. once you were out of sight, he went back to the dorms to shower and get changed before heading to class as well. he got to class and sat at his seat. class seemed to be going by faster for him today. his mind occasionally drifted off thinking about you and the feeling you gave him the previous night, and this morning. he just couldn’t seem to get you off his mind.
you two both took notes the entire class until finally the bell rang. bakugou waited patiently until class was over to talk to you. he could see you packing your stuff into your book bag, and he got up from his seat and walked over to you. he stood right in front of your desk, his hands in his pockets as usual looking down at you.
“i'm waiting for you, slow-poke.”
you looked up at him and smiled, “oh, sorry,” you stood up out of your chair and pushed it into the desk. a smirk appeared on his face when you fastened your pace. he walked with you out of the classroom, keeping his hands in his pockets the whole time. he looked down at you with a curious but knowing look.
“you always seem to forget your water, you need to stay hydrated for class,” he teased his usual cocky smirk on his face.
you snickered a little. “i just always forget to grab it somehow,” you shrugged your shoulders.
he rolled his eyes when you snickered, but a small smirk remained on his face. “yeah whatever.” he walked with you outside, looking down at you while he asked you a question.
“you doing anything tomorrow?” he asked, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. he really wanted to spend more time with you, but it seemed like you were always surrounded by other people, and he wasn’t sure how to make an excuse to get you alone with him for a decent amount of time.
“uhh,” you thought, “nope, i’m free,” you confirmed, still remembering if you had plans or not.
“good. i’ll be able to spend time with you then.” he stated with a little tease in his tone. he already had a few ideas on how to get you alone with him tomorrow.
“there’s this new shop that opened that's like a ten-minute walk, and it has all types of spicy ramen noodles and boba. we should go there!” you advised as you both stepped into heights alliance. you both then went to the elevator and went to the third floor.
“oh really?” he wondered, tilting his head slightly intrigued. “how much spice tolerance do you got?” he teased, leaning against the elevator railing.
“it’s pretty weak,” you laughed. “i can take a couple of bites then it just becomes too much.”
“a couple bites? that’s pathetic. i can handle spice just fine,” he bragged.
“we’ll see…” you laughed as the door slid open and you stepped out of the elevator. “what time do you wanna go? maybe noon?” you looked at him.
“yeah noon sounds good, i’ll pick you up from your dorm,” he added, shoving his hands into his pockets.
“okay sounds great,” you smiled hard as you walked into your dorm saying your goodbyes. when the door closed you jumped up and down excitedly. in the way you thought about it, you were basically going on a date with KATSUKI BAKUGOU!
he watched you walk into your dorm and close the door. the smirk on his face only grew when he saw how you were trying to hide your excitement. he chuckled to himself before turning around and walking into his own room. once he was in his dorm, he thought to himself.
“about damn time i get some time alone with her for more than five minutes.”
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moonboard for i really saved her
Y/N L/N
- 17 years old ★ senior ★ shy ★ loves boba ★ hates spicy food ★ athletic ★ best friends with mina ashido & momo yaoyorozu ★ in love with katsuki bakugou ★
- ♬ c u girl; steve lacy
KATSUKI BAKUGOU
- 17 years old ★ senior ★ popular kid ★ athletic ★ loves spicy food ★ chill guy ★ best friends with ejirou kirishima ★ in love with y/n l/n ★
- ♬ sugar on my tongue; tyler the creator
MINA ASHIDO
- 17 years old ★ senior ★ loves shopping ★ stuck in 2000s ★ best friends with y/n l/n & momo yaoyorozu ★
- ♬ skinny legend anthem; ava louide ft. big d*ck chima
MOMO YAOYOROZU
- 17 years old ★ senior ★ intelligent ★ loves studying ★ straight a student ★ best friends with y/n l/n & mina ashido ★
- ♬ beaches; beabadoobee
E/N L/N
- 17 years old ★ senior ★ bratty ★ “if i want it, im gonna get it” mentality ★ obsessed with bakugou ★
- ♬ popular; the veronicas
i really saved her TOC
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: the popular boy, katsuki bakugou never thought he would’ve ended up liking someone like…you.
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ CONTENT WARNING :: violence, harm, and emotional distress, handled non-graphically, but may be upsetting for some readers.
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (popular-highschooler!)bakugou x (quiet-highschooler!)f!reader ᯓ slowburn ᯓ wandering eyes ᯓ f!reader checks out bakugou ᯓ mention of death ᯓ f!reader talks about her dead mother ᯓ bakugou “cheating” ᯓ blades ᯓ knifes ᯓ blood ᯓ bones breaking ᯓ stabbing ᯓ fainting ᯓ gore ᯓ small language ᯓ f!reader has a quirk ᯓ fighting ᯓ injuries ᯓ fluff ᯓ pain ᯓ wc: 14.3k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ series ᯓ
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ MOONBOARD
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ CHAPTER 1 :: his little crush
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ CHAPTER 2 :: his boba date
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ CHAPTER 3 :: his worst nightmare
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ CHAPTER 4 :: his fault to blame
true feelings
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: you and your friend, mina meet your cute classmate, shinso at your first college party
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (college-classmate!)shinso x f!reader ᯓ bad guy x good girl trope ᯓ drinking ᯓ awkward ᯓ smoking ᯓ kissing ᯓ sexual jokes ᯓ men aggressiveness ᯓ small language ᯓ edible candies ᯓ p in v ᯓ lemon ᯓ virgin sex ᯓ missionary ᯓ wc: 4.2k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ story ᯓ
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 (🩵) if you wanna be added
“we have to go, cmon please!!!” mina stands next to your desk and begs with her hands intertwined in between each other.
she was currently trying to persuade you into going to the first ua college party of the school year. everyone has been talking about it since the flyers came out on the school bulletin board.
you turn yourself on your spinny chair to face mina, “school just started two weeks ago, who seriously has time to party?” you cross your arms in sass.
“y/n,” mina grabs onto both sides of your shoulders and lightly shakes you. “people have been talking about this all month long!” she stops shaking you and looks you dead in the face. “do you know how much fun we’re going to have?”
“i don’t see how someone can have any fun knowing we have assignments due,” you turn yourself back in front of your desk until mina spins you back around.
“what if shinso comes, huh? then what? ya gonna go?” she crosses her arm at you.
you break eye contact with mina, immediately turning red and breaking out into a smile. shinso was your classmate in nearly all of your classes. he was just as smart as you—if not smarter, and you were crushing on him hard.
you’ve had a crush on him since the first time you saw him in your advanced english class on the first day of school. he always looks tired, but in such a cute way when his indigo-colored tufts are messy, and his dark bags complimenting his low-lidded eyes.
you two only exchange conversations during passing periods and lunch about work and each other’s personal life. he’s a great conversationalist and certainly emotionally intelligent.
“okay, if shinso comes, then maybe—maybe, i’ll consider going.” you sigh, giving in to mina’s begging.
“yesss,” mina squeals excitedly. “break is about to end, so you should ask him during your last class,” she suggests.
“yeah i should, but what if he’s not the party type?” you wonder. you didn’t want to give off a careless type of vibe to shinso.
“girl, trust me, he looks like the party type. he looks like a smoking type too.” you both chuckle.
at 1:45pm, you left your dorm room and went to your business class. you walk in and sit in your usual spot; the middle row on the further side of the room, with nobody sitting next to you.
you grab your headphones from your book bag and put them on. you had to finish a project in this class so you could present monday. you open your computer and start working on your presentation. just then, someone tall and slim was standing in front of you. you move one of the muffs out of your ear and look up to see their face.
it’s was your classmate, shinso. looks like he was in another one of your classes. “can i sit here?” he asked about the seat that was occupied by your book bag.
“yeah, sure,” you nod, you grab your book bag and place it on the floor next to you. “i didn’t know you were in this class,” you try to start a conversation.
“yeah, as much as i tried to like computer science, it wasn’t really my thing, y’know? i think i enjoy financing much better,” he says, opening his book bag and taking out his computer.
“yeah you’re right, programming has to be the most annoying shit ever,” you both laugh.
the professor clears his throat, “good afternoon class, today and tomorrow is your last day to work on your project with the exception of our new student, shinso. speaking of which, welcome to intro to business, it’s a pleasure to have you in our class.” the professor smiles sweetly.
“thanks, it’s a…pleasure to be here,” shinso gestures and smiles back.
“well, without further ado, you guys may either stay here, or go to study hall to finish the rest of your project. if you’re leaving, i’ll see you all monday!” the professor announced before sitting in his seat.
most of the class leaves expect a couple of random people who usually don’t talk or react in class. you and shinso decide to stay in the classroom since you both knew the study hall was going to be packed.
you and him were now talking while you were working on your project. with every conversation, you were wondering about how you were going to bring up the party that’s happening this friday.
“oh, i’ve been meaning to ask you…” shinso cuts off your train of thoughts, “there’s this party friday, and i was wondering if you were gonna go?” he looks over at you for a second.
for a minute, you thought he could read your mind. “oh yeah,” you chuckle, “i’m gonna be there with a couple of my friends, are you going?”
“yeah, i could never miss out on a party,” he asserts.
“yeah, me neither.” you lie, knowing if it wasn’t for mina to bring it to your attention, you would’ve been working on your presentation all night long.
shinso looks over at you and starts laughing uncontrollably. you furrow your eyebrows, trying to see if you missed something. “what’s funny?”
“you…and a party?” he proclaims, “that doesn’t sound right at all,” he continues laughing.
“okay, whatever, i know how to have fun,” you roll your eyes at him.
after a while, the bell rang and you two were packing your stuff up. you both walked out of class together and walked to the dorms. “so is there like any theme to the party?” you look over at him and ask.
“theme?” he blurts out, breaking out into laughter again. “what is this a birthday party? just wear something nice.” he shakes his head.
“okay…well, what are you gonna wear then? y’know just to get an idea.” you try to defend yourself.
“i dunno yet, i might just wear whatever i wore to school that day,” he shrugs.
you get to the part of the hallway where you both have to part ways to go to each other’s dorms. “okay, well, i’ll see you in class tomorrow, bye shinso!” you wave at him before walking off.
he turns his head and waves bye back, “bye y/n.”
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it was 6:00pm friday, and mina told you the party would start at 8:00pm. you were in mina’s room, she was showing you the outfit she was planning to wear for the party. meanwhile, you still didn’t know what you were going to wear.
“y/n, i’m sure you have something in that closet to pair together,” mina takes her clothes off the hanger to iron them.
you were thinking about what was inside your closet you could wear. “ooh, wait, i do have an outfit!” you squeal, “i’m gonna show you after i get out of the shower and stuff.” you quickly walk back to your dorm room and start to get ready.
you wrap your hair up for your shower, you grab your towel, washcloth, and other necessities. you do an everything shower routine: face mask, eye mask, wash your face, wash your body, exfoliate, shave, and moisturize.
once you finish, you turn off the shower and start your skincare routine: toner, serum, moisturizer, sunscreen, and more toner mist. you went to your closet and found the items for the outfit you created in your head.
once you put on the outfit, you walked towards the mirror to see it, and it was actually cute. you wore an orange kingsplay zip-up jacket with a sleeveless white top, ripped baggy light-washed jeans, and timberland boots.
you did your mascara, and you put on some lip liner. you put on your two favorite necklaces, your earrings, a couple rings, your bracelets and your apple watch.
for your hair, you decide to do a low half up half down with two strands in the front. mina walks into your room with her jaw on the floor.
“oh my gosh…i underestimated you,” her hands covered her agaped mouth. you laugh as you look in the mirror. “it looks that good?” you question.
“girl, YES! amazing actually,” she compliments. “now just imagine what shinso would think,” she playfully nudges your arm.
you couldn’t help but smile when she brung up shinso’s name. it made you wonder what he was going to wear to the party. you checked your phone to see the time showing at 7:45pm on your phone.
“alright, i’m ready, are you?” you put your phone in your back pocket and spritz perfume all over your body. “yup, let’s go!” she smiles as you guys walk out of the room.
you and mina walked out of the dorms and stepped outside into the dark, cool atmosphere. the party was being hosted in a different section of the college, so you two were planning on walking there.
while you guys were walking, a black car pulled up next to you guys. mina quickly pulls out her pepper spray and aims it at the car. “listen, i don’t know who you are, but it’s best to get moving!” she yells.
the car with the dark tint rolls down their window, revealing the tired-looking cutie with a smirk on his face. he puts his hands up sarcastically, “hey, hey, i don’t want any problems, i was just gonna ask if you two needed a ride to the party?”
you and mina look at each other with a smile on your guy’s face. “aww, that's so sweet,” mina puts her pepper spray back into her purse. “yeah, thank you,” you add as you open the backseat of the car.
the car was filled with shinso’s friends: kaminari, bakugou, and kirishima. the car had a faint smell of weed, but shinso’s mint air freshener was stronger. the car ride was short since it was on the other side of campus.
you and mina both step out of the car and close the door, “thanks shinso,” you two say at the same time. he only nods and pulls off to find a parking spot.
you and mina walk into the party and see it’s packed with people. everyone had red party cups, people were smoking, drinking, kissing, dancing. it was all shocking for you.
you saw your other friends, yaoyorozu and jirou come up to you guys excitedly. “hey sisterssss,” yaoyorozu pulled you guys into a hug.
“hey girll,” you reply, “you guys enjoying the party so far?” you ask, looking around.
“yess girl,” jirou chimes in, “here," she grabs your hand, let’s go to the backyard. it’s much more fun out there.”
you four walk to the backyard and see a lot of people sitting around a campfire. you guys sit down, and immediately you get some guys' attention. everyone starts talking and were being asked around what their major was.
“oh uhm, my major is criminal justice,” you took a sip of your water bottle.
“i’d be glad if she locked me up,” a guy from across the circle said to his friend, making them both chuckle.
you and mina side eye each other before mina spoke up. “and my major is law enforcement, so i can lock up any weirdos.” she makes eye contact with the same guy.
after a while, you make it back inside to grab your friend a drink. you grab a cut water out of the refrigerator and close it back up. “hey miss criminal justice,” a deep voice from behind you arises.
you turn around to see the guy who made that weird comment about you. “oh hey, mister computer science,” you joke back. he laughs as he walks closer to you.
“i don’t know, i feel like we got off on the wrong page. my name is monoma, and yours is?”
“y/n,” you said. “y/n, that’s a cute name,” he compliments.
“thanks, yours is not too bad yourself.” you try to walk past him to go outside, but he blocks your way. “do you need something else?” you look up at him and ask.
“i mean, i need you, lowkey.” he smirks, cornering you in the kitchen.
you laugh nervously, “i'm okay, but thanks! you seem really nice, i’m just not really interested, y’know?” you try to walk away before he grabs your wrist.
“are you trying to reject me? i don’t take rejection too well,” he looks down at you, his grip on your wrists tightening.
“get the fuck off of me!” you slam your foot onto his toe and run out of the kitchen.
“stupid bitch,” he spits out, holding onto his throbbing toe.
you continue to run outside, looking back for a moment before you run into someone’s back.
“yo what the f—,” shinso turns around before he sees it’s you. “oh—it’s you, everything alright?” he reads the worried expression on your face. you both turn around from behind you to see monoma standing by the door.
when he sees shinso, he quickly turns around and walks off. “first party of the year and people already can’t keep their dick in their pants,” he scoffs.
“sorry i ran into you,” you apologize. “it’s okay, are you good though?” he asks. “yeah, just some weird guy named monoma, does this usually happen at parties?”
“i mean…” he rubs the back of his head, “kinda? there’s just always one weird ass guy, but nothing ever happens because it's always dealt with.”
“oh, okay,” you sigh of relief.
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you and your friends were laughing at the campfire with a bunch of other people when one girl pulls out a box of red candy cubes.
“guys, we should all take these candies,” she grabs one gummy from the box and passes it around.
everyone took a gummy and passed the box around until it got to you. you took a gummy and took a look at it. you passed the box to someone else and took the tiniest nibble and threw it on the ground behind you.
shinso and his friends walk to the campfire, “yo are those weed candies?” shinso’s friend, kaminari shrieks. “slide me one!” they hand the box to him and shinso and his friends take one.
“wait,” your eyes widen, “these were weed gummies?”
yaoyorozu turns to you, “girl what did you think these were? harbio?” everyone starts laughing.
you look behind you to see shinso throwing one in the air and catching it inside of his mouth before swallowing it. “chill, these barely even do anything.” he takes a sip of his water.
“now i highkey need a good smoke session. who’s with me?” one guy said, standing up.
everyone in the circle agrees with him, people start standing up and walks inside to get the weed stash and wrapping paper.
you took a look behind you and saw all of your friends leaving to go inside. shinso was still behind you, watching you. he sat down next to you and sighed.
“so you’re not the party type, eddy type, or smoking type,” he lists on his fingers, “you’re such a goodie two shoes.”
“i’ve never smoked before,” you shrug, “you wanna learn?” he reaches for something inside his pocket. you agree hesitantly as he pulls out pre-rolled weed.
“you always gotta pre-roll before a party, you can never trust other people’s stash,” he hands you one and grabs a lighter from his pocket.
you look half-confused, which gets shinso’s attention. “you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.” he lights up the end of his roll and inhales some smoke and lets the rest out.
“it’s not that i don’t want to, i don’t know how to,” you correct him. “okay, i’ll teach you. first, put your mouth on this side and i'll light it up for you.”
you did as he told you to and watched as he lit up your roll. “okay, now lightly inhale—not all the way! and hold it for a couple seconds, then exhale slowly.” he guides you.
you follow his very vague instructions, but still manage to do it. “woah,” you cough lightly, “that felt weird but cool.” you repeat the same steps shinso gave you.
“glad, you’re enjoying it.” he chuckles, “don’t hit it too much before you get high.”
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it's been thirty minutes since you’d taken that edible and smoked with shinso. when the edible first kicked in, you were dancing, singing, and laughing your lungs out. but after that, you felt tired and out of your mind.
you were sitting on the backyard stairs with your head on the railing. your closed your eyes and your head felt into your knees. “i need a nap,” you slur to yourself.
“indeed you do,” a voice arose from behind you.
you slid your head over to peak at who it was and saw it was shinso, “how can you enjoy smoking and taking edibles when it makes you feel like this?” you take a sip of your water.
“you’re just lightweight, and i actually have a tolerance.” he looks down at you while smirking. “do you want me to take you home?” he asks.
you nod and stand up slowly to meet eyes with shinso. he grabs your hand and walks you to his car. he opens the passenger door for you, and you sit in the car. he gets into the driver's seat and starts the engine. at this point, you were asleep for about 20 minutes until you woke up in a different dorm room.
you were lying in someone’s bed, it was still dark outside, the lights were on in the room, and you were still in your clothes from the party. you sat up and saw shinso walk into the room with a small smile on his face and a bag in his hand.
“finally awake, sleepy head. you’re a real deep sleeper,” he adds. he places the bag on his desk and hands you a cold bottle of water, pills, and a snack.
“here,” he tosses the water on the bed right next to you, “figured you might need these since this is your first time getting high.”
you stand up at his desk to pick up the pills and take both at the same time. “thanks, shinso.” you smile at him.
he nods, “it’s no problem.” he sits down at the edge of his bed man spread. “you’re really cute, y’know that y/n?” he asks you rhetorically.
you turn to him with a mouth full of water, quickly swallowing it with wide eyes. “you think so?” a faint tint of red spreads across your smiling cheeks.
“i know so,” he checks out your body. he’s never usually the lovey-dovey type, especially for a broad he met a couple of weeks ago. but you felt different, he didn’t have that “one-night stand” type of vibe with you. everything was always raw, and pure, and just—you.
and now seeing you, being able to talk alone, seeing the type of person you are with your friends, how you handle yourself, and the way you interact, turned him on hard.
and you weren’t sure if it was the weed making you feel horny and flirty, but maybe it helped you step out of your comfort zone and unleash your true feelings towards him. this finally wasn’t going to be the scenario where you crush on a guy but never make a move to interact.
the silence was loud but sensual. it wasn’t awkward, more so you guys were practically reading each other's minds while staring at each other’s lips. both of your eyes were low and seductive looking, practically undressing each other.
you walk in between shinso’s legs. his arms found your waist under your jacket while your hands were around him. “i don’t know if the weed is doing this, but you look very kissable right now,” you giggle.
“well, i hope it’s not and that you actually just wanna kiss me, cause i’ve been thinking about kissing you.” he looks up at you again.
you giggle before you lean in to give him a kiss, holding both sides of his jaw as his reels you in closer by the waist. he opens up his covers and leans back to his pillow and lays himself down as you crawl on top of him.
both of your legs were on either side of him while underneath the covers, you two passionately kissing. his hand lazily fell onto your hips. he slid his tongue into your mouth while you signaled for him to take his shirt off.
he holds himself up with one arm, grabbing onto your waist as he flips you over. he looks down at you for a second. “you’re not still high, are you?” he lets out a sharp breath.
you shake your head, “i don’t feel weird anymore, no.” you plaster a small smile on your face.
“and you’re sure you want to do this?” he asks reassuringly. you nod, “i need a yes or no y/n,”
“yes shinso,” you giggle quietly. with your approval, he takes his shirt off in a swift motion, revealing his tight washboard abs.
he looks down at you for a second with a smirk. “you gon' take off your clothes, or you want me to?” your eyes widen. “oh—yeah, i forgot,” you laugh nervously.
you unzip your jacket and put it on the floor next to his bed, you take off your shirt and pile it next to your jacket. shinso grabs a condom from his pocket and puts it on.
"you already have one in your pocket? were you planning on this already?" you chuckled. he shook his head with a small laugh, "somethin' like that,"
once you take off your pants and underwear, shinso hovers over top of you with a shaky breath. “are you a virgin?” you nod, “are you?” “would it ruin the mood if i said no?”
you shook your head, “then no,” he exhales an airy chuckle. he positions himself against your entrance, “uhm, this might hurt a little since you're new, but only for a little. you can hold onto my hand if you want to.” you nod and grab his hand and intertwine it with yours.
he slowly inserts himself inside of you, making you furrow your eyebrows a little. he watches as his member disappears inside of you and looks back up to see if you were okay. “okay, i’m just gonna stay here for a little until it feels comfortable, you alright?”
“yeah, i’m okay.” you take a deep breath while looking up at him. he lowers his head down to give you a couple of kisses on the lips and on your neck, him inhaling the perfume you sprayed earlier.
“i’m gonna start moving,” he moves up to your lips again as he slowly motions in and out inside of you. you let out small moans as the pain shifts into pleasure the more he thrusts into you.
soon, shinso starts to pick up a rhythm and picks up the pace of his thrusts. he lets out whiny grunts as his head falls in the crook of your neck, planting soft kisses and leaving hickeys on his neck.
your moans grow louder. “nngh~ fuck shinso,” you pant, holding onto his wrists. he lets out a small chuckle, “you sound so sexy saying my name like that,” he compliments while kissing your ear.
once again, he picks up the pace, this time more powerful and intense. “damn, you're so wet y/n.” he chokes on his own moan, your hand lands onto his chest as your eyes fight not to roll to the back of your head.
“right there, shinso,” you plead, you voice small and soft. “right there.” his eyes fall back onto you and he kisses you aggressively. “you close pretty?”
you nod, “yeah, i’m about to cum,” you let out a lewd moan.
shinso kept thrusting in and out of you. he could feel you clenching onto him, causing him to reach his climax too. you both came at the same time, moaning and grunting together. shinso finishes inside his condom and quickly disposes of it and collapses next to you in a pant.
he brushes his hair back and looks over at you, “shit,” he breathes, “that felt so good.” you look over at him too, your hair a little puffy and your cheeks flushed red. “yeah, that was good.” you giggle.
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i owe you
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: two times where kaminari has helped you, and the third time you return the favor
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (college!)kaminari x (academically stressed!)f!reader ᯓ oral (f! + m! recieving) ᯓ intimate kissing ᯓ straddling ᯓ fluff ᯓ lemon ᯓ cum shots ᯓ cunnilingus ᯓ blowjob ᯓ kaminari calls f!reader “princess” ᯓ f!reader calls kaminari “‘nari” ᯓ wc: 3.6k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ story ᯓ
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you and kaminari have been friends for awhile. he was always there to help you whenever you needed it and was always keeping you in line when you were chaotic or things got out of control. most people would say he’s very overprotective over you, and your family basically treats him like you guys are dating, but you aren’t. just friends.. right?
currently, you were panicking about how you forgot to finish the 50 point assignment that was due weeks ago. you were at the library trying to multitask your missing assignment, and finish your study guide for the quiz tomorrow. you were literally going insane. luckily, kaminari found you at the library during your panic.
“need some answers, princess?” kaminari flirted as he sat down next to you.
“yes.” you sighed. feeling irritated at the fact you were stressed out academically, once again.
"mmcht,” he sucked his teeth, “you know you should’ve been on top of it, princess, here." he handed you his computer so you could see the completed assignment, and sadly, he was right. you should’ve been on top of your work, but procrastination was definitely your unwanted best friend.
“i know i know,” you scrolled the mouse pad on his computer while frantically jotting down the notes, “i need like a study shock collar or some shit, i don’t even know at this point.
“a study collar?” he questioned, a dirty thought popping into his head, making him chuckle. he just watched as you scribbled down the messy notes in your own notebook. he leaned over and set his head on the hand that was resting on the table.
“yknow, I could keep you distracted 24/7 so you don’t procrastinate or lose focus.” he smirked down at you.
you didn’t reply, trying to dismiss his flirty comment and focus onto your notes.
an even bigger smirk crept up onto his face when you ignored him. he wanted your attention so badly, but he knew he should wait to do anything drastic to make you flustered.
“you gonna ignore me princess?”
you ignored his comment once again, but he only took that as a moment for him to grab your pencil out of your hand swiftly and close his computer shut.
“kaminari, what the fuck are you doing!” you shouted, your head turning to face him to look at his stupid smile.
“you need to calm down, you're overworking yourself, princess. you’re writing so fast you probably won't even be able to understand these notes.” he let out a small laugh.
he leaned you back onto his chest, keeping the smirk on his face as he looked down at you. you were reluctant to lean back, yet slowly gave in. “i’ll do your work for you.”
“really? you would do that?” you sighed into his chest, “thank you kaminari, i owe you.”
he smiled as you laid on his chest. he was so in love with you, but you were so oblivious to it, but he found it cute that you were oblivious to it. he fixed the necklace on your neck and replied to your question.
“yeah, princess. anything for you, and you don’t have to repay me anything.”
you shifted your head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat at a steady rhythm. “hmm i guess,” you smiled. “on the weekend, do you want to watch that movie you were talking about the other day? i forgot what it’s called, but i think you know what i’m talking about.”
that little bit of attention made his heart race as you snuggled yourself onto his chest, chuckling a little when you asked him about the movie. he smirked again as he spoke to you. his voice was deeper than usual.
“yeah i know which one you’re talking about. that’s a good idea.”
not much later, you started talking about your day. kaminari was listening to everything you had to say, even adding some of his own comments and jokes. the comfortableness of you being on his chest and talking to him started to make you sleepy. you were only asleep for about 10 minutes until he gently shook you awake, a smile on his face as he spoke.
“princess, wake up,” he moved your hair out of your face for you.
“oh— i fell asleep?” you spoke groggily, still feeling the tiredness lingering in your body. you realized you forgot to do your work as you quickly scrambled through the pages, coming to find out they were already filled in. he even re-wrote the notes you scribbled down. “you actually did my work for me?”
“mhm” he nodded, “i told you i’d do it for you, princess. you needed the rest. you’ve been stressing yourself out like crazy.” he chuckled.
“aww thank you ‘nari,” you hugged him for a second, then started packing up your stuff and threw your book bag over your shoulder. “let’s leave, it’s getting pretty late.”
he watched you pack up your stuff and put your bag over your shoulder. he did the same and stood up from the desk you two were sitting at. he followed you out of the library and you both walked to his car. you got into the passenger seat and put your book bag on the floor in between your legs.
“are you sure you’re okay with driving me back to the dorms for the rest of this week?” you asked, buckling your seat belt.
“f’course princess, i like driving you around.” he buckled his seat belt and pulled out of the driveway.
once you got to your dorm, he stood in front of your room and unlocked the door. “thank you ‘nari, see ya tomorrow bye!” you smiled at him and he returned the smile.
“bye princess.”
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it’s now been a week later, you were lying in your bed in your dorm while starring at the big fat D- on your paper. luckily, your teacher somewhat likes you enough that they let you re-take the quiz. you had your computer and paper on your lap with a cover wrapped over you. you had your hair in a high bun, while wearing a tank top with matching shorts.
without a knock, kaminari entered your room and closed it shut. he moved your paper and computer out of the way and laid on top of you with his hands wrapping around your waist and his face snuggled into your shirt. you giggled and put your computer and paper on his upper back.
“‘nariii,” you nagged, “i need to study for this test. i’m so stressed i feel like crying.” you covered your hands in your face.
he knew how academically stressed you could get, so he had to get your mind off of it somehow. “i can get your mind off of it.” he smirked, looking up at you.
“at this point, anything will work,” you sighed.
he didn’t need to hear another word as he pulled the covers off of you and he went underneath it himself. you weren’t sure what he was doing until you felt his hands start to pull your pants down.
“w-woah, what are you doing?” you lifted the covers up and looked at him. he looked like he was practically starving with his eyes so dark and low.
“i’m taking your mind off of it princess, duh.” he pulled down your pants to your exposed cunt. thank goodness you shaved yesterday.
“but—” he cut you off, “if you want me to stop, i will.” he said as he grabbed your thighs and spread them opened.
he waited some time, but when you didn’t say anything, he dove right in. at this point, you just had to allow it, it would've been more awkward if he just saw you like that and didn't do anything. he started to kiss your inner thighs before he got to your clit. and once he did, you gasped.
“she’s so pretty princess,” he chuckled, sending vibrations through your body.
“s-stop being weird…” you hiccuped, trying not to let out a moan.
he lapped your clit as he started sucking on it. you let out soft moans until he started repeatedly flicking your clit with his tongue to tease you. your hand instinctively grabbed onto his hair for some type of control to somewhat stabilize yourself.
“you taste so good princess,” he groaned as he went faster, and your moans grew louder. his lips were coated in your silk, he was in complete bliss. his hands went up to toy with your clit and his other hand sunk into your fat wet cunt.
“fuck— that feels good.” you moaned loudly.
your moans sent him off edge, only egging him to go faster. at this point, your legs started to tremble since kaminari had your thighs pinned down with his elbows.
“you like how i make you feel princess?” he moaned. you never heard his voice so raspy and exhausted, which turned you on and started to form a knot in your stomach.
“mmhmm…” your eyes closed shut. you were way too fucked out just off his voice. “kaminari.. i’m about to cum…” you mumbled loud enough for him to hear you.
he smirked while sucking his bottom lip, “cum for me princess.”
that’s all it took when kaminari unpinned your legs and you squeezed your legs shut, cumming onto his tongue. he licked up all your cum, and when he finished, he raised his head from underneath the covers. his hair was messy from your grip, his eyes low and dark; like he could go for another round. his cheeks were rosy along with his pretty pink lips, wet and silky from your cum. meanwhile, your eyes were glossy, and you were panting heavily after your orgasm.
“oh my gosh,” you sighed, the after affects of euphoria taking a toll on your body.
“see princess, told you i would help you,” he chuckled as he scooted up next to you and your head fell to his chest.
“okay i guess it worked, but that was only a one-time thing!” you stuck up your pointer finger before relaxing yourself into him completely.
he chuckled and wrapped his arms around you, “that's fine with me, princess.” he gave you a small kiss on the lips before also relaxing into your bed.
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it’s finally the weekend and everything ended up being great. you were no longer stressed thanks to kaminari. you passed your quiz re-take, and you could finally watch that show kaminari’s been bugging you about all week. you were glad that even though he ate you out, which is something friends don’t do, everything still felt normal. you saw him waiting for you outside your class and you two started walking back to the dorms together.
“let’s go to your dorm to watch the movie, cause i still have so much papers everywhere in my room,” you laughed.
kaminari smiled at your words, “yeah my dorm sounds good.”
you both walked into heights alliance and decided to take a quick shower before you guys watched the movie. once you finished, you both wore these old matching pajama sets the whole class 1-A got. they were white shirts for the boys and white cropped shirts for the girls, and wore red and white striped pajamas. you had your hair in a high ponytail as you walked into his room and jumped on his bed.
“princess you’re hogging all the space!” he walked in to see your entire body splayed out on his bed like a turkey on thanksgiving.
“oops,” you laughed playfully while scooting over so he could get some room.
once you scooched over, he sat down so his knee leaned over yours and was now sitting so close you two were practically touching. he grabbed the remote and turned on the tv.
“so, are you ready for the movie?” he asked, looking at you.
“yeahhh, i hope it's good,” you grabbed the blanket from his bed and wrapped it between the two of you.
“it’s going to be good, i promise. i wouldn’t have made you watch it if it was garbage,” he scrolled through the streaming services to find the movie.
once he found the movie, he pressed start and snuggled into the bed. you two were watching a horror romance movie, his attention was fully focused on the movie. occasionally, he looked away to glance at you out of the corner of his eye. and when it got to a scary part, he would subconsciously wrap his arm fully around you. about an hour into the movie, both of you were talking about anything while watching the movie, but his attention was still mostly fixated on the screen. he was looking at the hot make-out scene between the character's in the movie unfolding before him.
"what if we tried that?" his voice broke the silence, accompanied by the sound of the two character’s heavy breathing. he turned to you, chewing on his bottom lip. "have you ever thought about it? you and me?"
his gaze returned to the tv, readjusting his position on the bed. "just for fun," he added casually, as if testing the waters.
a smirk crept up onto his face when you didn’t immediately speak, you were clearly caught off guard and blushing, which he found so cute.
“uh… i don’t really know how to kiss.” you choked, feeling your face burn from embarrassment.
“hmm, i don’t believe that,” he asserted casually. he moved a little closer to you, your thighs already touching. almost no personal space was in between you two.
your eyes shot over to kaminari, noticing how he was obviously trying to be smart. “who do you take me for?” you ridiculed, placing your hand on your chest in fake disbelief.
his eyes darted between yours, his hand slowly crept up to your chin and tilted your head to face him.
“i take you as my princess. is it a crime for me to want to kiss you?” he teased.
you swallow hard, starting to feel butterflies form into your stomach. “noo,”
he let out another small chuckle. he was completely amused by the nervous and flustered expression you were making because of him.
“why are you nervous princess? there’s no need to be. it’s just a kiss. it’s not like i’m asking you to marry me.” he leaned closer until his face was almost inches away from yours. "It's not like we didn't just do way worse last week."
“i’m not nervous. we can do it,” you rose up confidently.
“are you sure? it's just for fun. it doesn’t have to mean anything,” he asked reassuringly.
“mhmm,” you nod, “just for fun.”
“okay then.”
you weren't sure who leaned in first, but it didn’t really matter. his lips were now against yours. his hands slowly moved from your jawline and down to your waist. the kiss was soft and hesitant at first, almost as if he was gauging your reaction to see if you really wanted this or not. but then he started to get more confident as he slowly licked your bottom lip. he pulled away for a second. looking at your facial expression to see your reaction to all of this. his hands still rested on your waist as he watched you, a little smirk appeared on his face when he saw how flustered and nervous you looked.
"i thought you didn't know how to kiss princess?" he lightly chuckled.
“i didn't know i could do all that, but it wasn't so bad,” you laughed before you leaned back in for a small peck. “can we do it again?” you asked looking up at him.
“f’course princess,” he let a low growl escape from his lips, the same raspy voice that had you on edge a couple of days ago. he grabbed your waist again and pulled you closer until you were now on his lap.
you grinded slightly while on kaminari’s lap, feeling pleasurable friction between his pants and yours. the kiss was intense, your arms wrapped around his neck with his gliding up and down your back. your little movements on his lap felt so good. there was a little sense of urgency in the kiss that the two of you were sharing, and his hands roamed all over your back and sides, just trying to hold and grab you as much as he could. a low growl escaped his lips into the kiss because of how he was almost overwhelmed by the intensity of his bulge that was beginning to grow underneath you. as you shifted up on his bulge you felt him wince a little. you broke from the kiss, leaving kaminari with a confused look on his face.
“did i hurt you?” you asked, scooting back a little.
“no but it hurts,” he lifted his hips underneath you to position himself in a comfortable spot.
you glanced down at his waist and gulped at the response that you couldn’t believe what you were about to say. “do you need…help?”
“what?” he asked. he was completely caught off guard by your words. he looked almost surprised as his eyes went a little wide as he was expecting you to ignore what he was implying. ”are you.. sure?” he asked in a low voice that was mixed with desperation.
“i owe you, right?” you reminded him, your voice dripping with innocence.
he had a bewildered look on his face as you reminded him that you owed him, and you made yourself sound to innocent. he couldn’t deny how much he wanted this. “yeah.. you owe me princess..” he agreed softly.
you slid off his lap and sat right next to him, getting a better view of his bulge. you were about to pull the covers over your head until he grabbed your wrist.
“I wanna see you, princess..” he pleaded softly. his eyes were still wide and filled with desperation. he wanted to see and touch you so desperately, it was all so exciting and overwhelming at the same time.
“okay…” you mumbled as you pulled his pajama pants down with his boxers, his dick springing out with pre-cum already leaking at the tip. his dick was big and girthy, you weren’t sure how many inches, but it was more than average.
you grabbed his dick, feeling the veiny and warm heat radiating from his dick. he let out a sharp inhale as you gripped it. he was already pretty rock hard because of the friction and everything else the two of you were doing.
“does it hurt?” you asked, looking up at him.
“n-no,” he gulped as he leaned back on his headboard.
you leaned down, your mouth filling up with his dick. it took you some time for you to adjust to his size, but after some time you did. you slowly bobbed your head up and down, your eyes watering from you taking him so deep with your saliva coating his dick.
while you were taking him to the best of your abilities, he grabbed your hair that was in the way and held it up the entire time. his head fell back to the wall with his eyes closed shut. trembling moans spilling from his mouth.
“can you go faster for me princess?” he asked, his voice in a low growl sending goosebumps down your entire body.
you responded by picking up your pace, your eyes watering from nearly choking a couple of times. you could hear him whimpering cuss words from the pleasure. you could feel his dick starting to twitch in your grip, signaling he’s about to cum.
“fuck—princess,” he panted, “please, don't stop.” he was practically begging. you’ve never heard him so desperate in your life.
but he couldn’t help it, he was enjoying this so much that it was driving him crazy. it drove him even more crazy when you seemed to enjoy it from your small giggles. your tongue swirled around his dick, more spit forming as your gums clenched his dick. soon after he came. long ropes of cum shooting into your throat, nearly making you choke. you swallowed his cum, your eyes looking watery with the bitterness of his cum savoring its taste in your mouth.
“holy shit, i did not expect it to taste like that,” you let out an airy chuckle.
his body was shaking after he came. the way you made him fall apart was so mind-blowing, it was almost hard for him to believe that it had happened. as he tried to catch his breath, he gave a small chuckle when you nearly gagged at the taste of his cum. “you don’t have to swallow princess, at least next time you don’t have too.” he teased.
“yeah, next time.” you got up to go brush your teeth.
at your words, his eyes widened a little. “so… there is a next time?” he asked himself, still breathing heavily.
you went to the bathroom and quickly brushed your teeth and then came back and hopped on his bed. “so does this make us like boyfriend and girlfriend now?” you looked up at him.
“no.” you heart dropped. “i want to ask you to be my girlfriend formally, not like this.” he laughed at your facial expression.
“oh,” you sighed of relief. “thank goodness.”
“we can consider this a talking stage, since you want me now all of a sudden,” he joked.
you rolled your eyes playfully at him, “whatever kaminari.”
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sex tape
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: your boyfriend, izuku wants to record a sex tape with you before he leaves for his work trip.
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (prohero!)izuku x f!reader ᯓ suggestive ᯓ pet names ᯓ oral (f! recieving) ᯓ cunnilingus ᯓ possession kink ᯓ pussy drunk ᯓ p in v sex ᯓ swearing ᯓ smut ᯓ small language ᯓ small nipple play ᯓ small breast groping ᯓ cream pie ᯓ wc: 1.5k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ story ᯓ
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 (🩵) if you wanna be added
izuku absolutely craves you. he couldn't last a day without seeing your beautiful face, or embodying your sweet scent, or even feeling your soft precious skin without him going nuts. he always spoiled you no matter what, you didn't even have to lay a finger at any time, the only thing he wished for was for you to be a stay at home wife while he took care of everything else. and since he was a pro hero, not just a pro hero but the #1 hero in japan, oh the money came rolling in as fast as ever.
but unfortunately, being the #1 pro hero also meant a shit ton of responsibilities and work trips. izuku went on work trips almost all the time, but he never had to be on a work trip where he's away from you for the entire week. you don't think he could even handle going without seeing you for that long. so once he got home from his nightly patrolling, he was going to make sure he spent enough time with you before he left.
it was pretty late when he got home. it was around 9:30pm. he knew you would most likely be in your guy's shared bedroom waiting for him to come home or cooking dinner. once he unlocked the door, he saw that the house was dark and the only light that was illuminating the rest of the main area was the kitchen stove light. he walked over to the kitchen and saw his plate of food in the microwave for him. before he walked into the room to greet you, he decided to take a quick shower. he never stepped foot in your guy's bedroom with his suit still on, he couldn’t risk getting you sick or you getting any diseases. he ran his shower and grabbed a towel from the lining closet and got into the shower. once he got out, he found some clothes in the dryer and put on a white t-shirt and some pajama pants. he opened the bedroom door to see you on the bed, wide-awake listening to music with your headphones.
"hi babyyy," you smiled excitedly as you took off your headphones and opened your arms out for your boyfriend to hug you.
which was exactly what he did. he loved embracing your warm, comforting hugs. his damp hair tickled your face while his strong arms wrapped around you. he was caged on top of you as he peppered you in kisses all over your face.
"i missed you so much baby," he said in between kisses.
"i missed you more," you managed to let out. "did you enjoy the food i made for you?" you smiled at him.
"i'm actually hungrier for something else," his lips curved into a smirk as he trailed kisses all the way down to the waistband of your shorts.
he pulled your shorts and underwear all the way down and tossed it off the bed. you giggled a little as he opened your legs wide and started to kiss the inside of your thighs to tease you. you let out ticklish moans, izuku looking up at you every so often, as if he was a puppy looking for validation.
he rose his head up, his eyes already dark and his brain already fucked out from the smell of your sweet cunt. "i want you to record me eating you out," he pleads, almost sounding like a demand.
"mmm i don't know izu," you thought, a little paranoid if someone was to somehow see the video.
"please baby, it's just for my own use. it's just going to be so hard trying to survive this upcoming week without you," he whined.
"hmm” you contemplated, “...okay.” you gave in. i mean who could say no to him?
he leaned up and gave you a quick kiss on the lips. "thank you baby," he whispered before he leaned back down. "fuck, i can't wait to have this perfect fucking pussy on video." he kissed your inner thighs again.
you grabbed izuku's phone and swiped over the home screen to enter the camera app. you pressed the video button and pressed the red record button, the ding commencing off your phone as your boyfriend immediately dived into your pussy.
he let his tongue lead the way as he tongued your hole while sucking on your clit. you let out a soft moan and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. he was nose deep inside your clit, and he didn't plan on stopping any time soon. you placed your legs on either side of his shoulders when his hand went under your shirt to caress your warm erect nipples.
he slid his tongue up and down your pussy, making you lose the balance of the phone. the camera could only see your shaken legs and izuku's messy green hair. he pulled away from your pussy to fix the camera angle. "cmon baby, keep the camera still." he growled, his eyes almost sparkling through the camera with his soft pink lips completely wet and puffy.
"s-sorry izu," you wailed, and he dove right back inside of you. he twirled his tongue around your sensitive bud, the erratic noises of him slurping up your pussy echoed off the walls. the camera caught every slurp, whimper, moan, and whispered curses.
"fuckk izuku," you moaned, your voice breathless and high-pitched. he knew when you had that gasping pant in your voice, you were about to reach your climax.
"that's right, cum for me baby," he begged, his lips glistening in the camera flashlight with arousal coated all over his mouth and chin. "i wanna hear those perfect moans from you."
his words sent works to your pussy as your back arches off the bed, a loud high-pitched moan falling from your mouth as you came onto his tongue. the phone falls out of your hand, your body trembling from your climax. he grabs the phone and shows your pussy leaking out with silky cum.
"yeah look at 'er," he chuckles before licking you up clean. "you did such a good job baby, but we're not done." he praises you as he pauses the recording so he could pull his aching dick out of his pants.
his dick sprung out of his pajama pants, hitting his toned abs. pre-cum was already leaking out of his bulbous pink tip. he grabbed the phone and pressed resume as he grabbed your delicate hands and placed the phone in your hand.
"you can take it baby," he kissed you before he lined himself up against your pussy. he had both of his hands wrapped around your legs as he thrusted into you slowly.
your mouth fell open as his long, veiny dick inserted himself into you. the squelching noises overwhelmed you and the skin plaps of your ass repeatedly slapping against his hips. once you felt more pleasure than pain, izuku sped up the pace, fucking you loud and fast.
"mmm fuck yeah baby," he grunted, "oh, you feel so fucking good," he moaned. he held onto your hips and thrusted deeper inside you. the camera could see the rapid pace of him fucking you with your wet pussy juices splatting onto izuku's lower stomach.
and once again, he had you struggling to hold the camera. this time he only chuckled, "you can't hold the camera, baby?" he whined in a higher tone, him being obviously pussy drunk. you only let out a small whine.
"yeah? i'll hold it for you," he moaned as he left his dick inside you to stop and grab the camera. he turned the camera over to you and thrusted back into you. your tits were bouncing up and down as he fucked into you purposefully.
"you're so fucking good, he panted, "should see the way these perfect fucking tits bounce up and down all for me." he bent down to kiss and suck all over your tits. both of his hands groped your boobs as he switched from one boob to the other before continuing to thrust inside you.
you moaned after every thrust, making both him and your mind go hazy. you two were so fucked out to the point where both of your breaths were uneven and you could feel his dick twitching inside of your pulsating cunt.
"look into the camera princess," he whined as you looked into the camera. "good fucking girl," he grunted, "you feel so fucking good baby. cum baby, cum on this dick." he demanded. you squeezed onto him as you both came at the same time.
"shit baby," he towered over you. sweat beads formed on his forehead. your mind was still drunken as you kissed him passionately. he slipped his tongue in your mouth as his eyes were low and his body was filled with ecstasy. "you did so well, i love you so much." he moaned in your mouth.
"i love you more, baby." you placed your head on your pillow and ended the video recording.
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surprise!!
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: you thought everyone forgot about your birthday, but your boyfriend shoto did.
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (busy-highschooler!)shoto x (birthday-girl)f!reader ᯓ fluff ᯓ intense kissing ᯓ straddling ᯓ neck kissing ᯓ moaning ᯓ f!reader calls shoto "sho" ᯓ wc: 2.3k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ oneshot ᯓ
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ AUTHOR’S NOTE :: idea credit @ imagin3.if ★ sorry for the late post i was busy!
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 (🩵) if you wanna be added
you and your boyfriend, shoto were having a heated make-out. you both had a two-week long internship, him being in hosu and yours being overseas. fortunately, you were forced to end your internship early due to there being a dangerous villain attack that was far too much for a teenager like you could handle. unfortunately for you, the villain saw your face, which made you feel paranoid whether they were going to find you or not. you were happy about leaving early anyway because today was your birthday. you never told shoto your birthday because your family didn't celebrate birthdays so today was a regular day for you.
once shoto finally came back home, he rushed over to your house, relieved he could see you again. you've also been waiting all week to see him again and, luckily, your parents were at work, and they didn’t get off until 8:00pm, so you had a lot of time to be with him alone. once he arrived, he leaned back on the couch in your living room while you were on his lap, straddling him. you felt his hands traveling around your waist while your hands were placed on his shoulders. all you heard was heavy breathing and kissing. this was interrupted when you heard someone knocking on your front door.
you ignored the knock at first and continued kissing him. all you wanted was to be focused on right now was him. you heard a knock on the door again, this time acknowledging it and getting frustrated. you were about to get up, but before you could completely get up, shoto grabbed your hips and pulled you back down on top of him.
"i’m not done yet," he smirked before your lips collided, once again.
“mm— shoto,” you mumbled in between kisses, “what if it’s someone important?”
he broke the kiss, only because he wanted to look at you. his eyes trailed around your face, taking in your beautiful features. he let out a soft sigh.
"then we can ignore them." he leaned up to place a soft kiss on your neck, his warm hands slowly creeping under your shirt. he wanted to make sure every second counted with you.
you softly moaned at shoto’s soft touches against your smooth skin, making you blush, yet your attention wasn't fully towards him. your face was still turned to the door, making him feel a little annoyed when you weren’t fully facing him. his lips turned into a light frown when he saw you looking at the door.
“can you focus on me please?” he spoke softly, making you turn your head towards him. “we haven’t seen each other in two weeks.”
he placed his hands on your hips and slightly squeezed the flesh there, forcing you to focus on him, but he knew that wasn’t enough. he wanted to make sure you were only thinking about him and only him.
"i want your full attention," he said, his voice coming out in a soft growl.
“i’m sorry sho,” you placed a small kiss on his lips. “i just been so paranoid lately, you know, with the villain seeing my face and everything.”
he felt a wave of relief wash over him when you placed a soft kiss on his lips. "i know you have been," he sighed, his voice coming out a bit softer than before. "but i'm here now. you don't have to be paranoid when i'm here." he slowly placed his hands back around your waist, gently rubbing the skin of your hips through the fabric of your shirt.
you giggled a little as you leaned back in to kiss him. this time the kiss was more passionate. he felt a deep satisfaction coursing through him as you leaned back towards him, his hand snaking around to your back to pull you against him. he let out a soft growl into the kiss when you made it more passionate, his other hand gripping your hip tighter than before. he let his tongue roam around your lips, silently asking for entrance into your mouth. he was desperate to get as close to you as possible.
eventually, the knocking went away. “probably some little kid trying to sell cookies or something,” you thought. everything was starting to become peaceful again until shoto’s phone started buzzing. he looked over on the couch cushion where his phone was, still kissing you as he picked up his phone to check who was calling him. his eyes widened when he noticed it was mr. aizawa. he pulled away from the kiss, slightly annoyed that it was something important. he looked up at you with a frown.
“i have to pick this up." he apologized before placing the phone to his ear. "mr. aizawa?"
now you understand how he felt earlier.
you examined his face while he was speaking with mr. aizawa, not really sure what they were talking about until shoto hung up the phone. “what happened?” you questioned.
he placed the phone back down on the couch and let out a long sigh. he was clearly annoyed that his time with you had once again been interrupted by something. he looked up at you with an irritated look before replying, "it was aizawa. apparently, he needs me back at school right now."
you hid your lips in your mouth to hide the disappointment on your face. “oh…okay,” you murmured, sliding off of shoto’s lap while he stood up.
unfortunately, shoto caught onto your disappointment despite your efforts to hide it. he felt a twinge of guilt seeing the look of disappointment on your face. he gently took your chin in his hand and slightly forced you to look up at him. seeing the disappointment in your eyes made him hesitant about leaving.
"hey…" he began, trying to reassure you, "i'll make it up to you when i get back, okay?"
you looked up at him, giving him a small smile, “okay, be safe.” you got up and placed a small kiss on his face.
before returning the kiss, shoto gently caressed the side of your cheek with his fingers, his thumb rubbing your skin. "i promise," he replied, staring into your eyes for a few seconds before pulling away. he went to grab his jacket before leaving the house, looking back at you once more before he closed the door behind him.
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗
you had just got out of the shower and put on some comfy pajamas, you sat down on your vanity and finished up your skincare routine. you were about to go to sleep when you got a text on your phone. you grabbed your phone off the bed and pulled it closer to your face to see who it was.
my love
shoto: I’m here
you smiled as you ran downstairs and opened the door for shoto. you looked down into his hands and saw a basket filled with everything that you loved, starting with snacks, drinks, stuffed animals, skincare, just everything. your heart instantly melted at the sight of the happy birthday balloons and the white flowers in his hands as well.
“shoto,” you whined, “you didn’t have to do this…”
an amused chuckle escaped from shoto seeing the expression on your face. the sight of you being so overwhelmed with excitement and happiness because of something he did, filled him with a sense of pride.
"i wanted to do this," he gushed, reaching out with one hand to gently brush away some of your still slightly damp hair away from your face. he held the basket out towards you. "happy birthday, love.”
you let out a little small squeal as you rushed into a hug, making him stumble back a bit. he instinctively placed a hand on the small of your back, so he wouldn't fall backwards with your weight pushed against him. a laugh escaped him, feeling you nuzzled into the crook of his neck.
"let’s not be too loud, i don’t wanna wake up your parents," he gently teased, his hand rubbing up and down your spine.
“too late for that!” your mom hollered with her flash on and recorded you, with your dad beside her.
surprise and embarrassment instantly filled shoto when he heard your mother’s voice coming from the door. he felt a bit of redness creep onto his cheeks because he was caught in such a vulnerable position by your parents. he looked over to see your parents standing in the hallway, with your mother holding up her phone to record the two of you. his grip around your waist tightened automatically, almost as if protectively.
you smiled and grabbed shoto’s hand and took him in the house. “mom, dad, this is shoto, my boyfriend.” you introduced him, looking up and smiling at him.
he regained his composure with slight embarrassment after your mother and father interrupted you two. shoto smiled back at you, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. he directed his gaze towards your parents, giving them a slightly awkward, yet polite smile.
"mr. and mrs. l/n." he bowed his head slightly. "it's a pleasure to meet you."
your parents greeted him, “soo, you’re the boy who’s always sneaking into my house, huh?” your dad asked teasingly. you looked over at your dad wide-eyed, not knowing he knew.
he felt a wave of panic run through his body as your dad brought up the topic of sneaking into your house. he felt himself starting to sweat slightly as he didn’t expect your dad to just randomly bring it up like that. he slowly looked from your dad to you, seeing your eyes wide as you stared at your dad. he couldn’t tell how your dad felt about the situation. was he angry? or just teasing?
“anywayss…we’re not mad,” your mom addressed, airing the tension. “he can sleep over tonight if he wishes to,” your mom suggested happily. once your mom started speaking, shoto let out a small sigh of relief.
“thanks mom, and dad,” you gave them a hug and grabbed shoto’s hand and took him up to your room. “don’t mind my dad, he was only joking.”
he chuckled a bit, a slight smile on his lips. he remembered the shock on your face when your dad brought that up. he followed behind you as you led him upstairs to your room. he looked around, taking in the details of your room. he had always wondered what your room looked like since he's only ever been in your living room.
"it’s alright. i knew he was only teasing," he replied, closing the door behind him.
shoto placed the basket on top of your vanity. it was so sparkly and pink right next to the white flowers. you grabbed your favorite drink and snacks out of the basket and placed it on the bed. “do you wanna watch something?” you asked getting under your covers, shoto following your movements.
it made him smile, seeing how happy and excited you were by the little gifts he got you. he knew how much of a sweet-tooth you had, so making sure to get your favorite things to snack on was a must. he got comfortable on the bed, resting his back against the headboard. he looked over at you while you settled under the covers next to him. he wrapped his arm around you, pulling you against his side and placing a soft kiss on your forehead before answering you.
"sure. what do you want to watch?"
“hmm…let’s watch dexter!” you suggested, turning on the tv and tapping on the ‘netflix’ button. you cuddled into shoto as you laid on his chest.
using his free hand, he reached out towards the bedside table and clicked the lamp off, dousing the room in darkness. he moved his hands back to wrap his arms around you, holding you close to his side while you cuddled against his chest. he placed another kiss on your head when you started scrolling through the show titles on netflix.
"alright. sounds good," he smiled, his fingers beginning to softly comb through your hair.
“thank you again shoto,” you giggled, giving him a kiss.
before shoto could reply, he was met with the feeling of your lips against his. he let out a soft hum into the kiss, his hand moving down from your hair to cup the side of your face, his thumb gently caressing your cheek. he pulled away for a moment, leaning his forehead against yours as he breathed out a sigh before replying, "you're welcome, my love. you don't need to keep thanking me."
“i know but i’m just really grateful for you,” you smiled at him.
every time you smiled at him, it felt like his chest tightened a bit. you looked so beautiful, especially when you smiled. it was even more beautiful since he knew that smile was just for him. he placed another kiss on your forehead, his lips lingering there for a few seconds before he replied.
"and i'm grateful for you. i feel lucky to even have you in my life; you have no idea how much i love you."
you laid back on his chest, wrapping yourself around him even more as you felt your eyes getting heavy, soon drifting off to sleep.
seeing you begin to doze off against his chest, he carefully pulled you into his lap and wrapped both of his arms around you. he glanced down at you, admiring your peaceful, sleeping form for a few seconds, a small smile on his lips. he loved when you got this cuddly and sleepy, especially when you clung onto him. he leaned back against the headboard once more and got comfortable, shifting his position slightly so you were lying on top of him.
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sneaking in
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: your “enemy” shinso sneaks into your room
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (sneaky-neighbor!)shinso x (sneaky!)f!reader ᯓ fluff ᯓ sneaking in ᯓ wc: 1.6k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ oneshot ᯓ
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 (🩵) if you wanna be added
your enemy shinso, is hosting a party and, of course, you weren't invited. not that you wanted to go anyway, but it made it even worse that you two were neighbors. the loud music blasted outside his house, leaking through your bedroom window. you were in bed, cozy, and trying to read a book until a pebble hit your window. you ignored it, thinking it was someone from the party trying to be a smart ass until another pebble was thrown at your window, this one catching your attention. you darted your eyes towards the window and saw a purple haired boy climbing on the sturdy tree that connects to your window. it was shinso. you paused for a minute before finally opening the window for him. he climbed in before crawling in bed beside you. the two of you had been sneaking around for a while, and no one knew.
“what are you doing here?” you ask rudely, “don't you have other girls to entertain?”
“you're the only girl i want to entertain,” shinso replied, a smirk forming on his face.
“quit lying to me,” you rolled your eyes at him.
“who said i was lying?” he responded, getting comfortable on your bed. “if i was lying, do you think i’d be sneaking over to your window right now, instead of being at the party that i hosted?”
“depends, how many other girls’ windows do you sneak into?” you hissed jokingly.
he chuckled at your response, leaning forward to be closer to you. “just yours, obviously. you think i have time for other girls?”
“probably,” you mumbled, “what are you doing here anyway? why aren’t you at your own party?” you asked, putting your book down on top of your stomach.
he laid down more, taking up most of your bed. “that stupid party sucks. it’s noisy and crowded, i can barely move without bumping into somebody. wanted to get away from it.”
“awww and be with me??” you smiled cheekily.
he smirked, moving the book on your stomach and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. “damn right,” he sighed, “i’d rather spend time with you than those loud, irritating people any day.”
you snuggled yourself into shinso as he reeled you in. you placed your arm and leg over top of his body while you laid on his chest.
“well, m’glad you came then,” you spoke sweetly, taking in on his sweet scent.
he held you tight against him, his hand rubbing up and down your spine as he enjoyed your presence. the soft, comforting feeling of your body against his was the perfect contrast to the chaotic party that was still going on next door. he nuzzled his head into you, his lips brushing against your forehead.
“there’s nowhere else i’d rather be,” he hummed.
you giggled at him, looking into his low, dark eyes as you gave him a kiss. he hummed against your lips, savoring the feeling. the kiss deepened as he gently slid his tongue between your lips. but the kiss was put to an end as you heard your parents knocking on your door.
“yes ma’am?” you yelled, pecking one more kiss onto shinso’s lips.
shinso could hear the muffled voices on the other side of the door, his heartbeat quickening. he knew if your parents found out about him being in your room, he would be in big trouble. he kissed you back quietly, hoping that your parents wouldn’t find any reason to come into your room.
once your parents didn’t reply, you knew they were about to open your door. you got up and pulled a big load of blankets and stuffed animals over shinso so they wouldn’t be able to detect his body as you opened the door. in a haste, shinso removed the cover and pressed one more peck on your lips.
“yeah, what’s up mom?” you huffed breathlessly, leaning against the door frame.
your mom stood at your door with a concerned look on her face, your dad right behind her with a straight face.
“are you alright dear? we heard a thump from your window,” your mom asked concerningly.
“oh yeah, it was just the noisy neighbors having a party,” you sighed, “everything’s good.” you tried dismissing your parents by closing the door.
your mother nodded, still looking a little skeptical, but your reassurance seemed to put her at ease for the moment. just as you were about to close the door, your dad’s voice suddenly piped up from behind your mother.
"wait a minute, who else is in your room?"
“no…one?” you replied dumbfoundedly, trying to make it seem like your dad was crazy.
your father rolled his eyes at your poor attempt to deny it, he saw right through you. he took a step forward, forcing the door open and causing you to stumble backward.
"then what's that?" he pointed toward the lump in your bed, clearly knowing that there was something hiding under the covers.
“a big load of blankets, see watch,” you said as you jumped on top of shinso, feeling his hard bony body.
he let out a small yelp as you threw yourself on top of him, causing a few stuffed animals to fall onto the floor. your parents exchanged a skeptical look before your dad took a few steps forward.
"then why are you trying to dismiss us if it's just a bunch of covers?"
“i wasn’t. i was just… wrapping your guy’s christmas gift?” you admitted, sitting on the bed.
your dad raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying your excuse about the fake gifts. in fact, he looked even more suspicious.
“in the middle of march, huh? so, you're telling me there's nothing under those covers but a bunch of presents? then you won't mind me lifting the covers up, right?" he questioned, walking towards the cover.
“go ahead,” you got up from the bed, hoping a miracle would happen right about now.
your dad nodded and took hold of the covers, ready to lift them up and expose shinso hiding underneath. shinso's heart was racing, knowing that any moment now, he would be discovered by your parents. before he lifted up the covers, your parents' car started beeping loudly outside. it must’ve been those kids at the party. your dad paused, his eyes flickering toward the window where the car was beeping. he let out a sigh, clearly frustrated by the interruption.
"i swear, these damn kids at the party will never learn to be quiet," he muttered, letting go of the covers and heading towards the front door, as your mother followed him.
once you heard the front door close, you quickly slammed your door shut, lifting all the covers and stuffed animals from shinso, seeing him panting and breathing heavily from the lack of oxygen.
he sat up quickly, gasping for air as he took deep breaths. he looked at you with a wild and slightly panicked expression.
“holy shit.." he panted, his heart still pounding in his chest.
“that was close,” you breathed. “you might want to leave,” you chuckled, fixing his messy hair from the friction of the covers.
shinso was still trying to catch his breath, but he nodded in agreement. he knew that staying any longer could be dangerous for both of you.
"yeah, i should probably go before they come back," he agreed, getting up from the bed and heading towards the window.
he opened the window, one leg out of the window resting on the sturdy tree and the other leg still in your room.
“wait!” you whispered, rushing towards him as you placed a small kiss on his lips.
shinso's face flushed red, surprised by the unexpected kiss.
"just can't keep your lips off me, huh?" he chuckled jokingly, a smirk forming on his face.
his hands gently grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to him, kissing you again, slowly and deeply. you smiled into the kiss as your hands slowly moved up to his jawline, but once you heard your parents coming back into the room, he left swiftly. he climbed out the window and disappeared into the darkness. just in time, as your parents returned moments later. your mom walked over to you and gave a small smile.
“everything alright?" she asked, looking at the still-open window.
“yeah i was looking at what happened to your guy’s car. thankfully nothing,” you smiled, closing the door to your window.
your mother nodded, seeming to buy your story for now.
“alright, well, as long as nothing's wrong," she patted your back. "try to get some sleep, it's getting late." your mom then left the room, presumably to go to their bedroom.
you smiled as she closed the door. you plopped back onto your bed, seeing a text from shinso.
shinso
shinso: that was a close one wasn’t it?
you: yeah 😭
you: maybe next time i should just sneak over your room
he chuckled as he read your response, imagining the scenario of you sneaking into his room in the middle of the night. he texted back, hinting at a possible opportunity for you two to spend some time together without worrying about being caught.
shinso: my parents are going out of town next week
you: okayy i’ll just tell my parents i’ll be at f/n’s house 😋
shinso: sounds like a plan, can’t wait to spend the week with you 👀
© 2026 dilutedjustice | do not plagiarize any of my work, you can repost and/or translate
the boy next door
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: after your childhood bestfriend of 16 years finally moved away a new boy moved in who you didn’t expect to like
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (highschooler!)denki x f!reader ᯓ fluff ᯓ slow burn ᯓ wc: 2.8k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ series
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ AUTHOR’S NOTE :: f/n = friend name ★
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SONG PLAYLIST :: middle ft. DS
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 @secondary-character-25 @its-opposum-sauce (🩵) if you wanna be added
chapter 5: liking this american boy
your parents had just got home from their busy function, or wherever they were at. you walked downstairs to see them, as they were sitting on the couch.
“hello mother and father,” you smiled at them happily. “how was your event?” you grabbed their shoes for them and placed them in the lining closet.
“it was good sweetie,” your mom sighed. “i heard the power went out, were you okay?”
“oh yeah, i just turned on the backup generator and watched tv.” you smiled, totally leaving out the part where you had a whole party and a boy sleepover your house.
“soo,” you cleared your throat, “can i go out with denki tonight? he wants to take me out...on a date.” you mumbled the last part.
“on a what?” your dad’s eyes widened, trying to make sure he heard his words right.
“…a date.” you gulped. “hell no.” your dad cursed, standing up and looking dead at you.
“please dad, please mom! i’m literally turning 17 in 2 months,” you begged, clasping your hands together.
“i want to talk to that young man before he thinks he’s gonna get an easy way out with my daughter!” your dad demanded fiercely.
“okay, okay, you can talk to him, so is that a yes?” you swung your body back and forth on your heels and toes.
your mom nodded while giving you a smile as your dad rolled his eyes. “thank youu,” you mouthed to your mom as you ran upstairs.
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hours had passed, and you had texted your best friend to see if she was awake to tell her the exciting news.
f/n
you: GUESS WHAT
f/n: WHATT
you: I'M GOING ON A FREAKING DATE
f/n: WAIT WITH WHO???
you: THE BOY NEXT DOOR WHO I WAS TELLING YOU ABOUT
f/n: OMG I FUCKING KNEW ITTT WHAT ARE YOU GONNA WEAR?
you: IDKKK CALL ME AND HELP ME FIGURE OUT
f/n: KAY KAY!!
once f/n called you, you answered quickly while already rummaging through your closet. you were thinking of wearing some baggy jeans with a cute sweater.
“so should i wear these jeans, or these?” you held out two pairs of jeans. one was black, and the other was light-washed.
“girl, you’re wearing jeans on your first date? yeah no, go show me your dresses,” she shook her head while wanting to slap you upside the head.
“oh yeah, you're probably right,” you laughed as you put your jeans back up and grabbed your top 3 dresses. “okay which one?” you held each one up for her to examine.
“wear the second one, it’s super cute!” she picked, repeatedly tapping her pointer finger onto her thumbs.
“okay, and i have these white bow heels that’ll look cute.” you grabbed them from under your bed and placed them on the bed next to your dress.
“what are you gonna do with your hair?” f/n asked.
“uhh, i was thinking of leaving my hair down,” you replied.
as you finished setting your outfit up, you got a text from a random number, assuming it was denki.
maybe: denki kaminari
maybe: denki kaminari: hey princess
you: hey perv
denki: so i found a nice dinner for us to go to, but it’s a secret, so i’m not telling you 😁
you: ughhh now i’m gonna be thinking about it all dayy 💔
denki: it’ll be worth the suspense, i promise
denki: is picking you up at 6:30pm okay with you?
you: yeah that sounds perfect
denki hearted your message
denki: alrighty
you checked the time and saw it was already 4:00pm, “okay f/n i’m about to start getting ready, i’ll text you how it went when i get home!” you smiled excitedly.
“okay girl have fun—and yes, have too much fun.” you both laughed before the call ended.
♬ you played some music on your tv and started to get ready. you brushed your teeth, washed your face and mixed up some clay mask and put it all over your face, and started to run your shower.
you planned on doing an everything shower, cause you had to look perfect for your first ever date. you hopped in the shower and let the water run all over your body. excitement was running through you from thinking about last night with denki and how this date was going to turn out.
after a couple of minutes, you started washing up with your favorite body wash. you then got some shaving cream and put it over your legs and arms. you grabbed your razor and carefully started shaving your legs and arms, followed by a soothing sugar body scrub and rinsed it off in the shower. once your clay mask hardened you also washed that off and washed your face again in the shower.
once you got out of the shower, you dried yourself off and put on your fluffy white robe. you walked into your room, and you sat in the mirror and put some aloe vera on your face and started to dermaplane your face. you made sure you were going slow and steady, so you wouldn’t cut yourself. after you finished, you moisturized your face and neck and began to start getting dressed.
you put on your favorite matching bra and underwear set and put your dress on. i mean, hey, you gotta be prepared. the dress had fit you perfectly. you looked in the mirror and literally fell in love. you needed help zipping the back of your dress, so you walked out of your room and luckily caught your dad in the hallway.
“dad can you help me zip up my dress please?” you asked, standing in front of him and moving your hair out of the way.
your dad grabbed the zipper and slid it up all the way. “you better have shorts under this dress, but you looked nice,” he growled.
“thank you, and i will.” you laughed at him.
you walked back into your room and started moisturizing your arms and legs. you curled your hair and did your edges and by the time you finished, it was 6:20pm. you added some jewelry, put on your heels, and grabbed your purse and turned off the music as you sat downstairs and waited for denki. ♬
at exactly 6:30pm denki rang the doorbell. you quickly opened the door and tried to hurry away so your dad couldn’t talk to him. yet, denki grabbed your wrist and pulled you back over to him so he could greet your parents.
your dad walked towards the front door and denki sternly shook his hands. “it’s nice to meet you again mr. l/n.” he smiled.
your dad shook his hand back just as sternly, “it’s nice to meet you too. where are you going to be taking my daughter tonight?”
“it’s a surprise for her, but were going to a fancy restaurant,” he assured. “also, thank you for letting me take your daughter out on a date. i promise she’ll be safe and i’ll bring her back before 10:00pm.” he promised.
your dad nodded. you enjoyed that he seemed to trust him and that you were in good condition tonight. “okay you two have fun, but not too much fun,” he added, closing the front door.
you and denki then held hands and walked to the car. he opened the passenger seat for you, and he got into the driver’s seat and buckled up.
“well that was pretty easy,” he sighed in relief. “i know, my dad seemed like he liked you.” you fixed your dress before buckling your seat belt.
“i didn’t get a chance to say it any sooner, but you look beautiful,” he complimented, making you blush instantly.
you were wearing a cute white bubble dress with white bow heels, while denki wore a white t-shirt, and a brown belt with some loosely fitted black jeans.
“aww thank you denki, you look good too. we’re kinda matching if you think reallyyy hard about it,” you giggled.
he had started up the car and drove off and headed to the restaurant. the drive there was filled with half-laughed jokes and songs that both of you knew 50% of the words to. he tapped the steering wheel nervously, occasionally glancing at you like he was checking to see if this was still real.
once he got to the restaurant, he opened the passenger side of the door for you and took your hand and closed the door. you constantly complimented his mannerism, although he thought that every guy did what he called the “bare minimum.”
he opened up the restaurant door for you and he talked to the front desk man about the reservation of two. the man quickly checked you guys in and walked you to your table. the restaurant he picked was casual but cozy; string lights, good aroma, small chatter, and a table tucked in the back where it felt like you two could breathe without being watched.
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you ended up ordering pasta and denki had steak and mashed potatoes. the entire night was full of laughter and little moments, like him trying to show off and almost choking on his drink. you teased him about it for the past twenty minutes, the joke getting funnier each time. the way his knee kept brushing yours under the table and neither of you moved away. and how eventually after sitting across each other at the booth table later ended up you two sitting on the same side feeding each other your food.
after the dinner, you two walked out of the restaurant. you guys decided to take a little walk on the nearby beach that was by the restaurant, where there was no more background noise or distractions. just you and denki, standing a little too close, your hands still linked as neither of you wanted to let go.
“I had fun,” you smiled softly, holding your heels in your unoccupied hands.
“yeah?” he asked, his voice a little raspier than before. “i’m glad because i was kind of panicking the whole time.”
you grinned. “you hid it well.”
you two continued walking while sharing meaningless but meaningful conversations. when the wind started to pick up, you both started walking back to the car and chilled inside for a few. he grabbed his jacket from the trunk and placed it over your shoulders once he noticed the goosebumps forming on your arms.
the car ride back was filled with quiet music and soft laughter. the kind of silence that wasn’t awkward just comfortable. you rested your head slightly against the window, the passing streetlights casting golden shadows across your face. your hands were also intertwined with denki in the middle of the armrest.
he glanced over at you, his fingers tapping the steering wheel in rhythm with the music. he looked nervous, but not the usual playful kind. this was the kind of nervous where he kept opening his mouth like he was going to say something, then chickening out at the last second. as he pulled up to the front of your house, the engine idled gently beneath you both. he shifted into park, but didn’t move.
“today was literally the best day ever,” you sighed softly, smiling over at him.
“yeah,” he murmured, eyes on you. “being with you always is.”
you tilted your head, sensing the shift in the air. “what are you thinking about in that brain of yours?”
he blinked, as if snapped out of it. then his eyes widened. “oh my gosh—wait. i—i forgot something.” he scrambled out of the car in a blur of limbs and panic, muttering something under his breath.
you leaned over slightly to peek out the window as he opened the backseat. when you heard rustling, you curiously opened the car door, but before you could fully get out, he was standing innocently in front of you with a small bouquet of wildflowers, a cute teddy bear in your favorite color, and a box of chocolates wrapped in gold foil. your heart did an actual flip.
he stood there, face flushed, shaking his head as he grabbed them. “i was supposed to give you these earlier,” he gulped, laughing nervously. “i totally forgot. i’m so bad at this.”
you stood up slowly, stepping out of the car and onto the curb as he handed the items to you. “denki…these are beautiful.”
he rubbed the back of his neck. “i wanted to give them to you at the start of the night, but then i saw you and i kinda blacked out.”
you laughed, fingers brushing the fluffy teddy bear. then he cleared his throat, his voice suddenly softer. “there’s…also something i wanted to ask.”
you looked up, your heart suddenly pounding again. he held your gaze. nervousness, but also sincere in a way that made your chest ache a little.
“will you be my girlfriend?”
it was simple. no big speech, no flashy buildup, just honest words from someone who meant them. you didn’t answer right away. you just smiled, took one step closer, and leaned in to kiss him. light and sweet, with a hand pressed gently to his chest.
when you pulled back, he whispered, “so is that a yes?”
“mmm, nope!” you both laughed before you shared another small kiss. “yes, i would love to be your girlfriend.”
he checked the time on his watch when he realized it was 9:55pm. “looks like i got you home 5 minutes before curfew,” he grinned.
“oh yeah, my dad would’ve been on the hunt for us if i wasn’t here on time,” you joked.
he walked you up to your front door, making sure you could manage to carry all the stuff in your hands. before you opened the door, you two gave each other one last goodnight kiss and said your goodbye’s as you stepped in the house and closed the door behind you.
once kaminari got into the car, he quickly parked the car in his garage, went into his room and immediately pulled out his phone to text his friends.
GOATs
denki: SHE SAID YES
denki: SHE’S MY GIRLFRIEND
denki: I’M GONNA PASS OUT
denki: LIKE ACTUALLY
kairon: LETSSS GOOOOOOO!! proud of you man!!
matt: we knew you had it in you man
seth: wait wait you asked her?? with flowers and everything??
denki: YES
denki: I FORGOT THEM IN MY BACKSEAT BUT IT STILL WORKED
elijah: stop screaming in all caps before i mute you forever.
matt: he’s just in love dude let him have his moment
seth: what does she look like? and how was the kiss
denki: {1 attachment image}
denki: and the kiss bro was like a 200/10
seth: oh there’s no way you bagged that
elijah: i’m sayin 😂😂
elijah: still happy for you man, you deserve her
he dropped his phone into his lap, grinning so hard his cheeks hurt. then he leaned back against his bed, staring up at the ceiling like the stars had just shifted for him.
and maybe, just maybe… they had.
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after getting out of the shower and slipping into your comfy pj’s you hopped into bed and reminisced about the day you just had. your chocolates were in the refrigerator, your flowers were in a clear glass vase on your vanity, and you were currently snuggled up with the teddy bear you just received.
your cheeks were warm, your lips still tingled, and your heart? it was gone. off doing cartwheels somewhere far, far away.
the moment replayed in your head on a loop; denki’s voice asking, “will you be my girlfriend?,” the panic in his eyes, the softness in his smile when you said yes. you texted f/n, not thinking she would be up at this time.
f/n
you: ok so. um.
you: I HAVE A BOYFRIEND
you: IT’S DENKI
you: HE ASKED ME WITH FLOWERS AND CHOCOLATES I'M LITERALLY LOSING MY MIND RIGHT NOW
there was a pause before your screen lit up like fireworks.
f/n: WHAT.
f/n: WHATTTTTTT
f/n: MY PHONE JUST VIBRATED SO HARD I DROPPED IT
f/n: DETAILS. NOW.
you: he forgot the flowers in the car and he was so nervous and adorable and i think i blacked out a little myself
you: we kissed...again and he was nervous but still managed to say “will you be my girlfriend” like it was the cutest thing ever
f/n: girll if you don’t marry him
f/n: i’m literally need live updates every 2 minutes from now on.
you: i willl girlyyyyyy
you smiled down at your phone, heart still full, you scrolled up to reread the texts, and for a moment, you could still feel the way denki looked at you when you said yes, like he couldn’t believe his luck.
and honestly? neither could you.
© 2026 dilutedjustice | do not plagiarize any of my work, you can repost and/or translate
the boy next door
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: after your childhood bestfriend of 16 years finally moved away a new boy moved in who you didn’t expect to like
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (highschooler!)denki x f!reader ᯓ fluff ᯓ e/n flirts with denki ᯓ slow burn ᯓ suggestive ᯓ ᯓ sexual questions ᯓ drinking ᯓ wc: 2.8k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ series
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ AUTHOR’S NOTE :: f/n = friend name ★ e/n = enemy name ★ bro let’s NOT talk about the morning breath, it doesnt even exist!!
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SONG PLAYLIST :: young ft. VS
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 @secondary-character-25 @its-opposum-sauce (🩵) if you wanna be added
chapter 4: i watched you
you were up all night on the phone with f/n talking about how she was doing in hyogo, and how you made friends with denki. she said you seemed “too excited to tell her about him.” you tried to act like you didn’t know what she was talking about, but you knew. the only reason you denied it was because you didn’t want to get your hopes up for a bunch of nothing.
you woke up around 1 in the afternoon and did your daily morning routine. once you finished, you walked downstairs and saw your parents put a note on the refrigerator saying they would be gone for the day, and they sent money to your account to buy something to eat.
as you read the note, you jumped up and down in excitement, you planned on just sitting in the living room and watching an entire marathon of your favorite tv shows and eating a bunch of snacks all day long. you walked outside and checked the weather, and even better, it was going to rain today. nothing was better than being home alone, eating pizza, and watching your favorite show all day long.
or maybe, you could throw a small house party! you ran upstairs to go get your phone and texted the school group chat to see if anyone could come to your house.
bakusquad 😏👅
you: does anyone wanna come to my house for a little summer get-together?
minagirll: omg yes!!
sero: yeah we can!
bakugou thumbed up your message.
kirishima: sounds awesome! i’m in
you: greatt, ill send my address
you: come around 3 and you guys can leave at 8 before it starts raining
minagirll and kirishima hearted your message.
you put on a chill outfit—just something to get out of your pajamas. you wore an off-the-shoulder medium grey “washington” shirt and light grey sweatpants.
the house was already clean, so you didn’t have much to do but wait two hours before everyone arrived. while you waited in your bedroom, you checked outside the window to see what denki was doing. to your surprise, you saw him sitting in the tree house just lying down and looking at the cloudy atmosphere.
you opened your window and felt the hot breeze hit your skin as you hopped out of your window and sat next to denki.
“watchaaa doiinnn?” you asked, sitting criss-crossed apple sauce.
“nothing, i just like being outside before it starts raining,” he sighed. “what are you doing?”
“my friends are about to come over since my parents are gone the entire day,” you grinned. “you know what, you should come to! my friends are really chill, and they would definitely like you.” except maybe bakugou. but you weren’t gonna say that.
“yeah sure, my mom is gone too anyway.”
“you might as well just come into my house, and we can chill until they get here,” you offered innocently.
denki smirked and nodded. “yeah let’s go,” he followed behind you as you both climbed back into your window.
once you were both in your room, he checked out the place, seeing how your room was very spacious and comfy looking. his attention was caught away when you grabbed his wrist and took him downstairs. you didn’t think much of it, but thoughts were running through his head.
“okay, so i have party cups and board games, and we can use my parents’ wine cabinet—they don’t drink anyway, nor do i.”
he nodded and helped you pick out some drinks that people might like. “yeah, drinking honestly sucks,” he agreed.
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it was now 7:00pm and everyone was at the get-together. it was super fun and everyone was getting along with denki well. you were all about to play scrabble until someone rang the doorbell. you told mina to open the door and the first thing you heard was mina squeal “e/n!!!”
your head shot over to the front door and saw e/n smiling at mina and everyone else. “who the fuck invited her?” your face scrunched up irritably.
denki was sitting next to you while you were assembling the board game. he turned his head and looked at the girl who you were talking about. “what’s your beef with her?” he asked curiously.
“i didn’t do anything to her, she just doesn’t like me, but literally every time she’s near my friends she wants to act all buddy buddy with me.” you sighed.
“she’s probably jealous. don’t worry, tonight will still be fun, so it’s okay,” he smiled, trying to make you feel better.
“yeah you’re right, i won’t let her get in my head.” you finished setting up the board game while everyone sat down.
while everyone played scrabble, e/n just had to be the one to complain. “this looks lame, why don’t we play a drinking game?” she suggested, holding the wooden tiles in her hands that you passed out.
“now you’re speaking my language!” sero laughed as he went to the kitchen and grabbed the drinks off the counter.
your mouth fell open a little, “so if you guys didn’t want to play, why did you guys let me sit here and set up the whole board game?” you looked at everyone, waiting for a response.
“y/n, it’s fine girl! we can play this after! let’s just play the drinking game first,” mina advised, sliding the board game to the side and placing her tiles back into the bag.
everyone else did the same. once sero sat back down with the drinks, he poured everyone a small cup of vodka and don julio. e/n suggested to play truth or drink, and of course, everyone agreed.
you weren’t a drinker at all, but you didn’t want to ruin the fun. e/n asked you the first question, probably to be a smart ass.
“so y/n,” she said, thinking of a question to ask you, “if you could kiss anyone in this room, who would it be?”
“what kind of question is that?” your eyebrows furrowed. everyone in the room was your friend. i mean the only person you would kiss would be denki, but that would’ve been weird to say. you decided to pick up the red cup and take your sip. it was spicy and nasty, it burned your throat and made your stomach hurt.
“how do you guys drink this shit?” you coughed, drinking down a water bottle you kept next to you.
“okay, my turn. denki,” you faced him and smiled at him. “what was your… longest relationship?”
“4 months,” he replied to your question easily.
the game kept continuing, but you hated it when it landed on e/n to ask the questions. her questions were so seductive and weird.
“okay, denki,” she sat up straight and checked out his toned arms. “you and y/n seem pretty close. have you ever thought about her sexually?”
you and denki both looked at each other, shocked at her question. his eyes shot open. he shook his head no, barely processing the question before she spoke again. “so what about me? do you like me?” she swirled around her cup of vodka and drank it.
“okay! i think this game is over now!” you stood up and put the drinks back into the cabinet.
denki looked in disbelief. he didn’t even know what to say or what to do. he stood up and helped you clean up the stuff, taking another glance at e/n as she winked at him and let out a little laugh.
suddenly, it started thundering outside. thank goodness. “damn, it already started raining an hour early,” kirishima whined, checking the time.
“you guys might wanna leave before it gets worse,” you remarked, walking back into the living room.
everyone stood up and started gathering their belongings. you said bye to everyone, still waiting for e/n to leave. she grabbed a paper and pen out of her pocket and wrote something down. she ripped the paper and walked up to denki and gave it to him.
“here, it’s my number, text me,” she flirted, blowing a kissy face at him and walking out of the house, without saying bye to you.
you sat down and put up the board game that nobody played while trying to see what denki was going to do with the note.
“we can still play the board game if you want to,” he slid the note in his pocket as he sat down next to you.
when you noticed he had put the note in his pocket, your mood had completely shifted. was he keeping the note to text her later? if not, why didn’t he throw it away immediately?
“no it’s fine, i think you should go home,” you scolded him, not making eye contact with him.
he was a little confused at first, but he decided to just comply. “oh. uhm, okay.” he got up and fixed his shirt, “i’ll see you later, yeah?” you didn’t reply. he stood there for a little waiting for your response. once it came clear to him you weren’t going to, it only left him to walk out the house and go back to his.
when you finished cleaning up the living room, you went into your room and turned on the lights in your room. you saw denki walk into his room and lay on his bed. he pulled out the note from his pocket and also pulled out his phone. before you could watch the rest, you closed your curtains, completely annoyed at this point.
e/n just always had to ruin everything for you. you couldn’t even enjoy having a nice, cute boy to yourself with her hoe-ing around all the time.
just then, a loud thunder crashed, followed by lightning that turned off the neighborhood’s power.
you quickly grabbed your lighter from on top of your vanity and lit your candle for some light. you walked downstairs and grabbed a flashlight and turned it on while you went into the basement and turned on the emergency generator.
♬ you then went back to your room and turned on the tv and snuggled into your bed. you played your favorite tv show until you heard a knock on your window. you already knew it was denki, but you didn’t want to be rude and not answer it. you opened your blinds and opened the window.
“uh, my house doesn’t have any power, does yours?” he asked, squinting his eyes as the rain poured over his face.
“yeah, come in quick,” you said as you let him into your house. he climbed into your window and closed it shut.
he stood by the edge of your bed as you sat back in your bed. “are you gonna sit down?” you looked over at him confused.
“oh, yeah.” he sat down on your bed next to you and watched the show you had playing on your tv. you were leaning back on your headboard, when you noticed denki looked stiff, like he was dwelling on saying something.
“y/n? are you like, mad at me or something?” he turned back and asked you. his expression seemed sad, almost making you feel bad about how you treated him earlier.
“well, no,” you started, “but i guess i felt some type of way when you kept e/n’s number.” you looked back over at him.
“i didn’t keep the number. i threw it away after i got into my room. i pulled out my phone just to block the number.” his voice was soft and sincere.
“so you don’t like her?” you clarified, trying not to sound all jealous.
“ew no, she seems creepy and nauseating.” you both laughed. “i like you way better than her,” he added.
“well that’s relieving to hear,” you sighed, cracking a small smile in the corner of your lips.
soon, he felt more comfortable and eventually leaned back against the headboard with you, your body subconsciously clinged closer to him and a warm blanket wrapped over you two.
you both laughed at a funny scene together. “that’s my favorite part,” you said through your laughter.
he looked down at you resting on his shoulder and just…paused. your smile was radiant, the way your eyes lit up from the screen made everything else dim in comparison. his lips curled into a soft smile, but he didn’t say anything at first. just…watched you.
“it’s cute that you light up when you laugh like that,” he murmured, so quietly you almost thought you imagined it.
your breath caught a little. you turned your head slightly enough to look up at him. “really? i’ve actually never noticed that,” you blushed a little.
for a few seconds, neither of you spoke. the show continued playing, but the room felt quieter now, like the world had narrowed down to just the space between your faces. he shifted slightly, his arm tightening around you under the blanket.
“i like being close to you like this,” he uttered, his voice low.
your chest fluttered. “me too.”
his eyes flicked down to your lips, and you saw the moment he debated it—the lean in, the risk, the pause. he tilted his head just slightly. you didn’t move away. when his forehead brushed softly against yours, your eyes fluttered shut. then, slowly, with all the gentleness he could manage, he closed the distance and kissed you.
it wasn’t rushed. it wasn’t obnoxious, just a soft press of lips. warm, tentative, filled with everything unsaid. and when you kissed him back, just as slow, just as sure, his hand slipped up to cup your cheek, and he smiled into it like he’d just found something he’d been looking for.
when you pulled apart, barely an inch between you, both of you were quiet, breathing a little heavier, hearts racing.
“i did not think that was gonna happen,” he let out a shaky but satisfied breath.
“what do you mean?” your heart dropped for a split second.
“i didn’t think you liked me like that for you to let me kiss you,” he replied nervously, “but i really wanna do it again,” he tested the waters hesitantly.
“we can.” you smiled as he placed his hand instinctively on your jawline and kissed you again. this time the kiss was hungrier, almost like the first kiss was a trial, and this one was the real deal. your lips fused together with his perfectly, almost like they were made for this exact moment.
once he pulled back from the kiss, you laid back onto his shoulder. it wasn’t long until both of you accidentally fell asleep in each other’s arms. ♬
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sunlight filtered through the curtains, spilling soft golden light across the room. you woke up, blinking slowly, the weight of the blanket still tangled around you. and then you remembered; the kiss, his hands, his voice saying “i really want to do it again.” your cheeks flushed instantly. denki was still next to you, eyes closed but awake—you could tell by the slight twitch of his smile.
“are you pretending to sleep?” you asked, voice mellow from sleep.
“maybe,” he murmured, eyes opening slowly to meet yours with a smile. “you looked cute and confused, i didn’t want to ruin it.”
you rolled your eyes, but your smile gave you away. “so… about last night.”
he sat up slightly, rubbing the back of his neck. “yeah. i’ve been thinking about that.”
you raised an eyebrow. “in a good way?”
“in a really good way.” he glanced at you. “unless you—do you regret it?”
you shook your head, then looked down at your legs underneath the blanket tangled with his. “so what now?”
he hesitated, then got up off your bed and fixed his hair. “well, i was thinking of taking you out for a date.”
your eyes lit up by his words. “yeah? i’d like that.”
“great, it’s gonna be a nice date. you should put your number in my phone so i can text you.”
you took his phone and put your number in and handed it back to him. you were about to speak until you heard your parents’ car doors close from outside. both of your hearts dropped as you both quickly got up,, and you opened the window for denki. he jumped out the window and pressed a soft kiss on your cheek, “see you later princess.” he grinned before hopping back into his window.
“later perv,” you snarled back.
© 2026 dilutedjustice | do not plagiarize any of my work, you can repost and/or translate
the boy next door
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: after your childhood bestfriend of 16 years finally moved away a new boy moved in who you didn’t expect to like
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (highschooler!)denki x f!reader ᯓ fluff ᯓ f!reader sexualizes denki's bulge and veiny hands ᯓ slow burn ᯓ f!reader has a small hand fetish ᯓ sexual jokes ᯓ wc: 3.2k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ series
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SONG PLAYLIST :: sunshine ft. SL & FÉ ,
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ AUTHOR’S NOTE :: f/n = friend name ★ when the music symbol comes up, that’s when you play the music — when you see the symbol again thats when it stops.
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 @secondary-character-25 @its-opposum-sauce (🩵) if you wanna be added
chapter 3: perv and princess
ever since that interaction you had with the boy next door—aka denki, you didn’t catch him often outside but if you did, he always waved at you with that cocky smile. you weren’t sure what piqued your interest about him, but it was something. he was just such an outgoing and fascinating person. from your stalking observations, it seemed like you and him could have a lot in common. almost every night you would watch him sit on his bed, playing his yellow electric guitar. his room was covered with led lights and the color was either a warming orange or a radiant purple. tonight it was purple, his golden hair would always illuminate in the light and his yellow guitar would stick out much more, finding him even more charming.
while you were sitting on your bed and watching tv, you were able to see a perfect view of denki in his room playing his electric guitar. he looked so hot during this time; his hair stringy from the shower he took, the black t-shirt that clinged onto his body, and his black sweatpants that showed off his bulge from an angle only you could admire. if you could, you would just gaze at him from your window 24/7, which is exactly what you did.
you watched him as he sat on his bed and started to tune his guitar. he strummed it a little bit until the tunes sounded perfect to him. once he found the perfect rhythm, he started playing his guitar. he played his e-guitar a lot, and you loved hearing the music, but tonight it was louder than usual. you weren’t annoyed, yet you pretended to be bothered so you could find a reason to hop out of your room and talk to him.
after some time of deciding, you climbed from out of your window, walking on the tree branch and kneeling down to knock onto his window. you gained his attention fast, nearly scaring him, but once he noticed it was you, he smiled. he placed the guitar on his bed and opened the window with a smirk.
“yeah, what’s up?” his voice raspy from his shower.
his voice caught you off guard, making your heart drop for a moment. “oh uhm, your music is kinda loud…could you turn the noise down a little?” you asked shyly, moving your hair out of your face from the wind.
“oh yeah, sorry about that,” he apologized with a smile.
“what kind of guitar is that anyway?” you asked, looking from behind him at his guitar.
“wanna come in and see for yourself?”
“yeah, sure,” you blushed. he walked towards his bed as you jumped into his room. his room was so neat and clean, it smelled like lysol and a cinnamon broomstick.
you walked towards his bed and saw the guitar. it looked so much cooler in front of your eyes. he sat down and placed the guitar on his lap and started to play it.
you were mesmerized by his talent. he was very good at playing the guitar. “your fingers are moving so fast,” you chuckled, impressed.
he paused for a moment, looking down at his hands and back up at you. “oh yeah, they can go really fast,” he agreed with a little smirk.
your face turned a slight shade of pink from his innuendo, making you chuckle shyly. “okay perv,” you joked, “so, how long have you been playing the guitar?” you asked curiously.
“uh, since i was a first-year student in high school, so about 3 years now,” he smiled at your question.
“wow, that's impressive. you're really good by the way, some people might say it's quite attractive,” you admitted.
he chuckled. “oh yeah?” he questioned, leaning closer to you, “so you find me attractive?” he teased.
“I didn’t say all that,” you laughed, pushing his chest back from you with your index finger in a joking manner. he actually was pretty cute, but you were never going to admit that to him, ever.
he laughed and smiled at your denial. "oh come on, you know you think i’m attractive," he retorted, still leaning closer to you.
you continued pushing his chest, trying to create space between you two. "oh yeah? and what makes you say that?" you asked, raising an eyebrow, trying to hide your blushing cheeks.
he placed the guitar on his bed and stood up. “i mean, look at me,” he crossed his leg over and spun himself around. “how can you not find this attractive?” he flaunted his hands up and down.
“tuh, believe me, I do,” you agreed in your head. “whatever denki,” you giggled at him, “you’re impossible.”
he smirked at you. “i’m just confident, there’s a difference, princess,” he explained jokingly while fixing his hair.
princess. that little nickname caught you by surprise, making your cheeks heat up, “princess?” you exclaimed. “where did that come from?”
he chuckled at your reaction. “just a little nickname i’ve been thinking about calling you,” he teased further.
you crossed your arms at him, pretending to be serious. “it sounds a little corny, don’t you think?” you furrowed your eyebrows, still trying to hide your blushing cheeks.
“corny? not in my vocabulary,” he shook his head, picking up his guitar and placing it back onto its stand. “but if you think so, i won’t call you it.”
woah now, you ain’t say all that. “oh great, so i’m forced to deal with you being cheesy,” you teased sarcastically.
“well, being cheesy is the only way to get your attention,” he replied with a smirk on his face.
you shook your head. “you’re too flirty for me tonight, i’m going back to my room.” you laughed and stood up off his bed and went towards the window.
as you were about to head out, you noticed the line of you and f/n’s height still on the wall. you walked over to it, a little shocked. “you still kept it?” you asked.
he looked over to see what you were talking about. once he saw it was about the height on the wall, he smiled. “i mean yeah, it looked like something you and your friend used to do as kids. i would be an ass if i tried to get rid of it.” he stood behind you as you kneeled to get a better look of the mark.
“wow, thanks. it actually means a lot that you kept this.” you turned around and smiled at him. “i’m gonna go back to my room now.” you got up and headed near the window.
“okay then,” he sighed lightly, “night, princess.”
you paused in between his window, your face flushed at the little nickname again, but you tried to act unbothered. “night, perv.” you joked back at him while climbing out the window.
once you made it back into your room, you kept your window slightly open to feel the warmth of the atmosphere outside, and also to hear if denki had something else flirtatious to say. you could see him getting comfy in his bed, turning off his lights and getting into a more comfortable lying position. you smiled to yourself, watching his every move through the window. after some time you did the same, drifting off to sleep.
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♬ it was now the next morning. you were greeted by the shining rays of the sun and the guitar strumming coming from denki’s room, all soothing you comfortably. you got out of bed and checked your phone seeing a missed call from f/n. you quickly tried to call her back, yet the phone rang until it couldn’t, she was most likely asleep. you sighed and walked to the bathroom and started brushing your teeth and washing your face.
suddenly, the idea of going to the mall with your other friends had popped into your head. you texted your friends, mina and sero and they both agreed.
you played your favorite song and then washed your face and ran to your closet trying to find a cute outfit to wear. it seemed pretty hot outside today, so you decided to wear a pink “mental health matters” t-shirt and baggy light-washed jeans shorts with some white sambas.
you put your hair in a ponytail while adding on a cute white bow and putting on some jewelry. you then put some lotion and perfume on, smelling like pure vanilla. as you sat at your vanity, your phone dinged and cut off the music for a second before continuing to blast through the room. you grabbed your phone to pause the song and looked at the message.
2 baddies & sero 💕🌞
minagirll: sorry girl, we can’t go to the mall anymore
you: wait whyy?
sero: fucking aizawa signed us up for a training camp for a week
sero: we just got the letter today
you: oh okay, well have fun ig.
you turned your music back on and continued fixing yourself up at the vanity. another text cut the music off, but you didn’t bother to check it.
“bet if f/n was here she wouldn’t have blown me off like that.” you sighed, turning off the music as your mood quickly shifted. ♬
you walked to the window, jumped out of it and landed on your tree and sat down in between it, lying on the nice soft blanket. you were looking at the quiet atmosphere, feeling the sun burning on your soft skin. it soothed you but made you quite itchy. you closed your eyes for a minute before denki opened up his window, looking like he just hopped out of bed.
“morning princess, what are you doing sitting here by yourself?” he asked drowsily, rubbing his eyes.
“i was gonna go to the mall with my friends, but they had other important things to do.”
even with his low eyes, you could see his sympathy in his expression. “damn, sorry your plans were canceled.” he rubbed the back of his head.
he leaned against the window. “mind if i sit with you for a bit?” he asked, still slightly drowsy.
you scooted over a little bit, “yeah, sure.”
without hesitation, he maneuvered himself onto the tree as well. it was a little tight, but it was big enough for two people to sit together. he sat right next to you, trying to find a comfortable spot.
”soo, your friends ditched you?” he asked.
you nodded. “yeah, i just wish f/n never moved away, she would’ve gone anywhere with me.”
he thought for a moment before opening his mouth to speak again. “do you two still keep in contact?” he asked curiously.
“yeah, but the time zones are a little different,” you picked up your phone to check the time. “it’s 1pm for us and it's 6am for her.”
“damn, that sucks.” he frowned.
he sat there for a moment, trying to think of ways to cheer you up. he couldn’t stand seeing you so down. “if you’re still down to go, i’ll go to the mall with you.”
your eyes lit up, “for real? you would go? even though we wouldn’t be doing many boy-ish things.”
immediately seeing your expression light up put a smile on his face. “hell yeah i’ll go,” he agreed with a chuckle. “i don’t mind going shopping with you,” he paused for a second before smirking. “...princess.”
“don’t start,” you also paused for a moment before giggling, “...perv.”
“okay, okay, i’ll be ready in 10 minutes,” he laughed, finger combing his messy hair, making it even messier.
he stood up and jumped into his room, landing on his feet. he pulled down the curtain so he could start getting dressed. he decided to wear a white short-sleeve t-shirt with grey sweatpants and onyx yeezy slides. once he finished getting dressed, he headed downstairs.
"hey mom, i'm going out with y/n to the mall." he grabbed his keys off the kitchen counter.
"y/n? as in our next door neighborhood? don't tell me you have a little crush now, do you denki?" narihana turned around with a smirk.
his eyes widened with a small blush on his face. "yeah, the girl next door! she's real chill, and pretty, and funny, and—"
she cuts him off, "—and you're practically drooling over her." she finished his sentence with a little chuckle.
"whatever mom," he shook his head. "i'll see you later, bye!" he opened the door and locked up behind himself.
he saw you were still waiting on the tree, oblivious to the fact he was ready. he smiled as he saw your skin glowing from the sun and your face so relaxed and content. “yoo-hoo! i’m ready princess,” he shouted loud enough for you to hear.
snapping you out of your trance, you looked down to see him outside waiting for you. “coming!!” you yelled, jumping back into your window and running out of your bedroom.
you ran downstairs, you were so close to making it out the door without your parents seeing you until your father cleared his throat, leading to the infamous question, “where do you think you're going young lady?” he asked, his eyes falling from the tv to you.
you turned around slowly, flashing him an innocent smile. “to the mall with denki. you know, the boy next door.”
his eyebrows furrowed, “i don’t remember you asking for my approval.” “come on dad, do i have to ask every time i go out?” you huffed.
“yes, but i’ll let it slide this time,” his eyes darted back over to the tv. “now go ‘fore i change my mind.”
“yess! thanks dad!” you exclaimed, running up to him and giving him a hug, then walking outside and locking the door behind you.
denki got up from sitting on the curb, walking up to you as his hands were in his pockets. “ready to go princess?” he smirked, looking down at you.
you nodded, “yeah, let’s go.”
he led you to his car his mom brought him and opened the door for you. you sat in the car, and he gently closed the door for you. once he got himself into the car, he buckled up and started the car and put it in gear. he placed his hand on the back of your headrest while looking behind himself as he backed up.
you couldn’t help but notice how good he looked driving. his veiny hands gripping the steering wheel and shifting the gears sent butterflies everywhere in your body.
“who taught you how to drive?” you asked, your eyes focused on his hands as you buckled up.
his driving was really something to admire. it was like a hand fetishist’s dream. he chuckled at your question, eyes focused on the road. “my dad,” he answered nonchalantly, as if it was obvious.
he didn’t question your staring at first, but soon raised an eyebrow at your gaze. “you staring at something, princess?” he teased, his smirk still plastered on his face.
“i—no,” you looked away in embarrassment. “how come your dad doesn’t live with you?” you asked, your gaze slowly turning back towards him.
“divorce,” he said simply, “nothing personal though. they were just better off not together, and he liked it better in america anyway.”
“wait,” you paused, “you’re from america? which state?” you asked excitingly.
“michigan,” he answered with his eyes still on the road.
he could notice the excitement in your voice and smirked in response. “you’re excited that i’m from america, princess?” he teased.
“i just never met someone from america. what’s it like?” you asked, turning your body towards him, showing full interest in the conversation.
he could tell you were eager to learn about his life in america. he took a deep breath, thinking about how to explain it.
“well, it’s different from living in japan that’s for sure,” he said, “people are louder, everything is just a lot bigger. It’s a little chaotic, but you get used to it.”
“sounds kinda scary but freeing,” you chuckled, “i’ve always wanted to be in the state that’s shaped like a peninsula, you know what i’m talking about?”
he chuckled at your description of the state, amused at how you didn’t know the name. “you mean florida?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“yeah, florida!” you snapped your fingers in remembrance. “seems so exotic and beautiful.”
he laughed as he pulled into the driveway of kiyashi ward shopping mall. he pushed the gear into park and took the key out of the key holder. “alright, let’s go princess.” he got out of the car and opened the door for you.
you unbuckled your seat belt and took denki’s outstretched hand that was awaiting you outside the car. once you closed the door, he locked the car up, making it honk twice. “did i mention you look good today?” he asked, looking over at you.
your eyes met his with a cheesy smile on both of your faces. “no you didn’t, but thank you,” you blushed, “you look good yourself.” you complimented back.
once you walked in the mall, denki noticed the mall was pretty crowded, and he got a bit closer to you, not wanting to lose you in the mass of people.
“where do you wanna go first?” he asked, his hand subconsciously going onto your hip to keep you closer to him.
you could feel your cheeks burning from his hands finding your waist in the crowded mall. “let’s go here!” you pointed over to a perfume store.
he couldn’t help his smirk, seeing your flushed cheeks and redder face from his hand landing on your hip. he didn’t move it either, only gripping it tighter. he didn’t say much, just letting you pull him over to the store as he looked around at the crowded mall. he decided to stay quiet this time and observe your excitement as you browse around the store. he already knew this was going to take a while.
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by the time you finished shopping at the mall, denki ended up carrying about 10 bags. he placed them all in the backseat of his car and took you home. once you guys made it home, he grabbed the bags from the backseat, and you grabbed them from him.
“thanks again for coming with me, i really appreciated it.” you smiled as he looked down at you while you were at the front of your door.
“‘s no problem,” he smiled, “bye princess.” he walked down the front steps with a smile.
“bye perv.” you giggled as you struggled to unlock the door for a split second. when you got into the house, you went upstairs into your room and quickly dropped all of your bags before the bag handles started burning your skin.
you sat at your vanity and reminisced about the day you just had while fixing your hair up. yeah, you were gonna like this new neighbor.
© 2026 dilutedjustice | do not plagiarize any of my work, you can repost and/or translate
the boy next door
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: after your childhood bestfriend of 16 years finally moved away a new boy moved in who you didn’t expect to like
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (highschooler!)denki x f!reader ᯓ fluff ᯓ slow burn ᯓ wc: 1.2k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ series
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ AUTHOR’S NOTE :: f/n = friend name ★ m/n = mom name ★ d/n = dad name ★
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi @ghost1789 @secondary-character-25 @its-opposum-sauce (🩵) if you wanna be added
chapter 2: meeting the kaminari’s
about a week later, the boy next door had settled in and officially moved into what is no longer f/n’s house. and your mom finally found the perfect recipe for the “welcome to the neighborhood” cookies she was planning on giving them. your mom was big on making first impressions, she wanted the family to believe she was a sweet, caring, loving mother—even though she had just cussed you out for almost knocking over the cookie pan. not only was she knocking on their door on an amazing sunday, she forced you and your dad to come along. which you both couldn’t get your way out of.
she knocked on their front door, waiting for the door to be answered as she held her biggest, most welcoming smile. the mother opened the door as her eyes lit up at the sight of the soft chocolate chip cookies. you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at your mom’s phony act and how you were soon going to see a remodeled version of f/n’s house. you glued yourself down to your phone, texting f/n about how you were going to see the new neighbors.
“hi my name is m/n! i’m your neighbor from next door. this is my husband, d/n and my daughter, y/n.” your mom smiled while grabbing you by your arm, giving you a warning to get off your phone and have some manners.
you put your phone away into your back pocket and gave the lady a smile.
“aww, why thank you m/n! these cookies look wonderful, are they homemade?” your mom nods, knowing good and well that her “homemade” cookies were actually just pre-made cookie dough from the nearest store.
“well thank you, would you guys like to come in?” the lady asked, gesturing her head towards her living room.
if only you had a choice you would’ve said no, yet your mom just had to say yes as your mom placed her hand on your back and slightly shoved you towards the door. nearly making you fall forward, you walked into the house and could already smell the aroma of f/n for some strange reason. there were still some unopened boxes that were scattered around the house yet it was pretty much put together. you thought you were over f/n moving, but being inside of the house was overwhelming you with nostalgia.
the lady had then called down her son downstairs to greet the three of you as she sat you and your family down on the couch. the boy dashed down the stairs and jumped over the couch in a blast of energy. now getting a good look at him, he’s even cuter in front of you instead of seeing him from afar. you guessed he was about two years older than you based on his strong physique, but he was actually the same age as you.
he was tall; looked about 5”10 1/2, had abs, veiny big hands, shit, even his muscles had muscles. he had golden short hair that was parted to the right with a black lightning-shaped streak on the left of his side fringe. once again he gave you that cute teethy smile while waving at you, you couldn’t help but wave back with the same energy.
“this is my son, and i’m narihana kaminari.” she introduced you guys to him, squeezing her son’s shoulders.
“hi, I’m y/n,” you blushed at the sight of seeing the boy manspread on the couch across from you.
your parents and his mom were talking non-stop about the neighborhood and the school systems. you managed to make eye contact with the boy a couple of times, yet still being zoned out. you were sunken into the couch with everything going in one ear and out the other. none of the conversations sounded truly important to you until you heard “that tree” come out of someone’s mouth, snapping you out of your thoughts.
“yeah i’ve seen that tree that connects to y/n’s and denki’s room, a little weird. i’ve thought to just maybe cut the tree or something—”
“cut the tree?” you looked around and questioned. “sorry miss but that’s my tree, you can’t come up into this place like it’s yours thinking you’re gonna cut down the tree!”
your parents looked at you like you were a madman. yet the mom only kept a smile on her face, “actually sweetie, i do own the house. brought it just last week.” she smiled.
you scoffed as you stood up and left the house. you ran back into your house, running up the stairs into your room. you already knew all hell was going to break loose once your parents got back into the house, but for once you didn’t care. you curled up in your cover in frustration, a tear strolling down your cheek in anger. who did she think she was destroying your childhood tree house?
you were still drowning yourself in the horrid thought of your childhood tree house getting destroyed that you didn’t even realize that someone was knocking on your window. your eyes shot over to your window, seeing the boy from next door tapping on your window.
you went over and opened your window, “hey, are you okay?” he asks, looking at the stained tear mark on your cheek.
“yeah, I’m fine,” you swiftly wiped the tear off your cheek.
he looked at you with a smirk on his face. “that was so bad ass what you said earlier.” he chuckled at you, leaning against your window frame.
your eyes widened, not expecting him to say that. “oh—really? sorry i didn’t mean to yell at your mom like that. i hope she’ll forgive me.” you played with the sleeves of your shirt.
“tch, you’re good,” he shoved it off, “she definitely didn’t care. but can i ask, why do you like this tree so much?”
you were a little reluctant to tell him the reason since you thought he wouldn’t understand but you decided to tell him. “my childhood best friend, f/n lived exactly where you do now. we’ve been in the same house since we were in kindergarten, and now that your mom is trying to chop it off, it’s not fair.”
he looked at you with understanding in his eyes. he smiled at you, “so that’s the reason,” he oh’d himself, “i thought you had a weird obsession with trees or something.” he laughed.
you laughed as well, looking back up at him. “well don’t worry, i’ll convince her to not chop down the tree since it matters to you that much.” he half-smiled, tracing his finger along the tree branch.
your eyes widened. “you would!?” you gasped, “thank you so much—uh,”
“you can call me denki.” he smiled.
“oh yeah, you can call me y/n.” you smiled back at him.
“alright then, y/n,” he chuckled “i’ll see you later” he climbed back over to his window.
you waved at him, “bye denki!” you shouted as you closed the window but kept your curtain open.
© 2026 dilutedjustice | do not plagiarize any of my work, you can repost and/or translate
the boy next door
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ SYNOPSIS :: after your childhood bestfriend of 16 years finally moved away a new boy moved in who you didn’t expect to like
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAGS :: (highschooler!)denki x f!reader ᯓ fluff ᯓ small language ᯓ slowburn ᯓ wc: 1.6k ᯓ proofread! ᯓ series
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ AUTHOR’S NOTE :: f/n = friend name ★
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ TAG LIST :: @thedailylexi (🩵) if you wanna be added
chapter 1: close bonds & hot blondes
“hurry! hurry! mark it!” six year old you squealed, inpatient about f/n marking your height with a blue expo marker on her walls in her bedroom.
she traced an unsteady line right above your head as she pulled away, and you looked at your height on the wall. “yes! still the tallest!” you giggled and pointed out your line was taller than her red line by a couple of inches.
“whatever, i’ll get there soon,” she scoffed.
you and f/n then opened her bedroom window and jumped outside and landed on the sturdy tree that connected to yours and her bedroom window. you guys steadied on the thick tree branch and sat down right in between the tree, a nice big area to sit down and do whatever you guys wanted to. you both started drawing in the coloring book your mom got you both until she took one of the colored pencils and sharpened the tip of the pencil and used it to engrave you and her initials onto the tree then writing “BFF♡” under the initials.
“do you think we’re gonna live here forever and ever and ever?” you asked, lying on your stomach while kicking your feet.
she looked at you like you were half crazy. “of course we are! nothing can split us apart!” she smiled widely, her cheeks burning from smiling so often.
“hope so,” you huffed, wiping the tree bark shavings off of the blanket.
“we can do our handshake promise then,” she outstretched her hand, waiting for you.
you smiled as you engaged in the handshake, snap clap sham sham, joint pinkies, and hug.
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the hopes and dreams of the six-year old you’s wish were crushed into pieces as you look over at the window of your bedroom to see f/n packing up her entire room. brown moving boxes filled up her house fast, almost too fast for your liking. it felt as if her parents had been planning to move, yet they didn’t tell either one of you. you’ve managed to live in the same house for 16 years with the same best friend, how could they possibly split the two of you apart? they figured moving around the summer would be more beneficial since school was out and you guys got to spend your junior year together before the big step, senior year.
“stupid job opportunities,” you spat out, climbing out of your window and walking to her’s to help her with the packing.
she opened the window with a sad frown on her face, something you hadn't seen in a while. you grabbed some of the boxes with her name written in a faded blue marker, the same marker that was used to mark your height on her wall. you walked down the stairs, reminiscing every single moment in f/n’s house, all now gone. the only thing that filled every room was taped up boxes and furniture movers. it was undeniable that you were going to miss f/n, you couldn’t possibly live life at school without her. not that you were ever bullied, but she handled the fights you couldn’t. people could say you two were the complete opposite, but everything felt right when she was there by your side.
you walked outside, still holding onto her box of clothes until her dad carefully took the box from you and flashed you a comforting smile. you tried to smile back, but your expression faded after he turned his back. there was just nothing to smile about. you turned your head, standing outside of her house seeing your guy’s tree house and the now hammered in “FOR SALE” sign in the front of the lawn. you sighed as you went back upstairs waiting for the furniture movers to finish collecting her boxes until it was just an empty room. you both looked around the room just seeing nothing except your guys’ height mark from when you two were six.
“wouldn’t come off,” f/n laughed, making you laugh as well.
“we were so short, still taller than you till this day.” you sat on the floor right next to your height. f/n took that moment to snap a photo of you holding up the peace sign.
“i’m gonna miss this house,” she sighed, looking out of her window. you got up and opened the window and climbed onto your guy’s tree house, for the last time.
she followed behind you and sat on the blanket with you. her finger grazed over the weak initial still carved into the tree. she grabbed a pocket knife that she always kept in her back pocket and re-carved the initials and the words “BFF♡” underneath. she wiped the bark shavings off the tree and off the blanket, wiping a tear from her cheek before you could notice.
“whoever has this house better take good care of it,” she demanded.
“they will, i’ll make sure of it.”
“and let’s hope some cute boy will live next to you so you guys can— mm mm mm.” f/n grunted, pushing her arms in a thrusting position while you both burst out laughing. she always managed to find the good in the worst situations.
“yeah that won’t be happening,” you tried catching your breath mid-sentence.
after the laugh attack, f/n’s mom had honked the horn signaling they were ready to go. the two of you got up and went outside to meet her mom, looking back at her room one more time. once all the moving boxes were placed into the truck, the homeowners collected the keys and locked the door behind them. you hugged f/n one more time with tears cascading down your eyes.
“i’m gonna miss you so much,” you mewl.
“y/nn,” she dragged her words sappily, “don’t cry, you’re gonna make me cry.” she smiled, hugging you back just as hard.
she was never much of a crier or a sensitive person except when something like moving away from a best friend happened.
“hopefully hyogo treats you well,” you mourned, pulling back from the hug and wiping your tears.
“thank you girl, i’ll call you when i get there, okay?” she reassured, looking up at the sky, stopping herself from tears flowing down her eyes. you nodded smiling as you guys did your handshake one more time before she got into the moving truck.
snap clap sham sham, joint fingers, and hug. after the handshake, she hopped in the moving truck and they drove off.
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it’s now been two weeks since f/n moved, and at first it seemed like nobody was planning on buying the house, which in a way, made you feel better knowing nobody could take the place of f/n’s house, but you were also eager to see the new family who were bound to move in.
now, you thought you had jinxed yourself, since the next day a family of two moved in right next door. although you said you’d be thrilled, you couldn’t help but feel hurt at the fact that someone was going to take your best friend’s childhood house. everyday you watched the family move into the house bit by bit. not in a stalking way, more like observing. you went downstairs to inform your parents about the new people moving in, but you already saw them peaking through the blinds in the living room.
“you know the family next door? the mother is a pro hero, electrick.” your mom said, sipping on her brewed coffee.
your eyes widened, “pro hero?” you questioned. “at least f/n’s replacement isn’t the absolute worst.” you mumbled under your breath while walking into the kitchen and grabbing yourself a muffin.
“and the son looks about your age,” you could hear the smirk in your mom’s tone, and the grumble in your dad’s.
you laughed, but when you turned around your dad was already looking at you, not going for none of that dating shit your mom was plotting on.
“and what does that mean for me?” you replied.
“we should go and greet them with ‘welcome to the neighborhood’ cookies!” your mom scurried to the kitchen and pulled out her infamous recipe book.
“oh brother,” your dad sighed, flipping through the tv channels while lounging on the couch.
you laughed as you went back up into your room, and, not to be rude, you didn’t find any interest in making friends with the boy next door. your mom always tries to put you together with literally any boy she came across who looked your age. most of the time you didn’t even find them attractive, but as your mom always says “it’s not about what’s on the outside, it’s about what’s on the inside.” blah, blah, blah!
when you went into your room, you sat on your bed looking out of the window and saw the furniture movers place all the family's belongings. you saw the boy your mom was talking about, he was moving into the same room f/n used to be in. you saw him placing his boxes on the floor and wiping the sweat off his forehead with his t-shirt, revealing his washboard abs. your eyes widened at the sight, he was actually… cute.
your eyes met each other as his fierce brown eyes pierced through your soul, making your stomach drop. yet his gaze lacked any seriousness as his eyes softened while he waved at you, giving you a teethy smile. you blushed while you waved back. he then walked out the room, assuming he was going to grab more boxes. you quickly sunk down into your mattress at being caught from checking him out.
“okay, maybe this new neighbor won’t be so bad,” you smiled.
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