๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ : Ouri Sakaguchi x fem!reader
okay people, these past few days have been very anxiety-inducing (uni projects, family issues, a relative being sent to the hospital) and it saddens me cus I am almost (two scenes left) done with the veeeery long ouri request. Since I'm very slowly starting to get back on my feet, I wanted (for the first time in this blog) to give you a little taste of the story to keep the hype alive (if it's not dead already hahaha). Soooo, here you go! (can't tag the person since it's an anonymous request, hope it reaches them! if not that's okayy I'll reply to the inbox message when the whole thing is out).
This was the third time the F/ACE royal found himself pacing around the small living space when the clock was about to strike 5 p.m., waiting in hopes of hearing the doorbell ring, turning the doorknob and seeing Utage standing on the other side.
The other two previous attempts at hiring Utage's housekeeping services (as an excuse to see her, of course) had failed miserably and had led to a plethora of thoughts that went from infuriated to dejected: "how busy can she actually be? tsk, idiot", "that poor excuse of a human... Tamon is holding her hostage in his place 24/7. Someone should call the police on that creep", "what's it about him that makes her want him despite knowing the truth?", "why won't she come to me?". This time, however, his skimming of the confirmation email following a short call with the company's secretary had ignited a feeble flame of hope, making him grow anxious in anticipation.
*Ding dong*
Breaking news: the feeble flame had suddenly turned into a large-scale wildfire.
That two-second sound made him jump out of his seat and bolt towards the door. He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror, mentally checking that his hair was stylishly in place and that a curated remix of his idol persona and his true self was all ready to go. Once he made sure he could keep his cool, he proceeded to unlock the door.
"Huh?! you're not kinoshita-san. Who the hell are you?!"
"Good afternoon, sir. As the email mentioned, my coworker Kinoshita-san is unfortunately double-booked , so I have come here as a replacement. Please rest assured that I will work as diligently as she would. Here is my company ID for you to confirm that I am an actual employee of the cleaning company you contacted. We apologize for any inconveniences." Looking up from the bowing position she had assumed, the girl saw how his blue eyes stared down at the piece of plastic as if it had personally offended him just by existing.
"The fuck ?!? The email clearly said she-"
As if expecting him to make that point, she swiftly took out her phone with the email in it for him to revise. Upon further reading, it turns out it did contain an explicit mention of the girl's conflicting schedules and how another housekeeper would be sent his way unless he canceled the service. Apparently, merely by seeing her name and the date confirmation written there, his brain had made up a whole separate scenario and deemed unnecessary a more careful inspection.
Anything synonym to "uncomfortable" would fit in a description of the atmosphere. Completely drenched in shame and self-hatred, the idol could not make himself say anything, not even attempt to let out any of the thousand swearwords he usually hollered when in gorilla mode.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do." Squeezing through a flabbergasted Ouri and the doorframe, she made her way inside.
His temperamental nature infused him with enough rage to snap out of his daze and go in search of the woman with the most audacity he had ever had the misfortune to encounter. "OI, WAIT A DAMN MINUTE"
He stopped dead in his tracks at the realization that, while he got his shit together outside, she had welcomed herself right in and: found the vacuum, sorted all the trash he was too busy to recycle, distributed her cleaning products by the room in which she would make use of them, and started cleaning the dining room floor.
Okay. That's impressive as shit. Was she a robot programmed to do chores at inhumane speed? Had she acquired superpowers from exposure to radiation? Whatever the case may be, perhaps the presence of this psycho was tolerable for the sake of his apartment being left spotless in no more than an hour.
And that's how Ouri Sakaguchi began his new life with a housekeeper.
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To anyone who has interacted with my Tamon post, thanks a lot and stay tuned!!! ๐ A veeeeery nice Ouri request is getting ready to be published hehehe (and many other ideas are being explored in my drafts)
I've just finished the anime adaptation and I'm about to start reading the manga ๐โโ๏ธ so my brain is filled with this and this only
Tagging: @rafayelism @rat-puppie @denpa-dere @love-caleb @punk-spic3y @lumi-lex (no pressure!) AND everyone who sees this I wanna see u guys cos this picrew is so pretty <3
๐ thank you for the tag my rosie !!! this was as sm fun hehe - no pressure at all to play but tagging: @rafayelsheart @bfbkg @peachversace @ltadoriyuujl @nitroheart <3
@nitroheart thank you so so so so much for the tag!
tagging: @oweninadaydream, @sugarwarachan, @heavenlyakin, @aceofbooks, @n4tsukis, @nkogneatho, @doumadono, @neiptune, @jikjinz, @bluebellhairpin, @pisspope, @oathkeeperslight, @fairycourts
you don't have to do this picrew if you don't want to. however, if you want to, and you see yourself not tagged, then go ahead and have fun with it! just @ me, then, like always :>
I loved this picrew @breakdawn-avenue !!! Here is an actually faithful representation of what I look like hahaha :D
Fun fact: I used to have a labret piercing! And that is to this day the coolest I've ever looked. Problem came when I had to undergo surgery and unfortunately the perforation closed up while I was recovering and it did not fit back in ๐ Still, I'm really comfortable in my current style too hehe (I am obsessed with my purple hair <3).
Anyone who sees this is more than welcome to join and create their own!!!
๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ: Both of your PR teams have come up with a masterplan to raise the public's interest: a fake rivalry between you and Tamon. In this situation, with lovers being disguised as "enemies", the sensitive pink-haired boy can't help but spiral.
๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ : Tamon Fukuhara x gn! idol! reader
"So tell us, how do you find F/ACE's latest single? Although all members are going all out for its promo, Tamon seems especially confident on the song being the ultimate tune to charm the fans and bring that award home"
Every single member in the audience leaned forward in their seats, waiting expectantly for your answer. Your media training allowed you to fill in the gap in the most satisfactory way possible: a teasing answer that's not offensive but which clearly shows the tension between you and the other idol, only to finish with a swift deviation of the topic towards your own projects. Simple, yet elegant and most importantly, effective. Quick whispering erupted in the room, which later on spread like the plague on social media.
After filming some more interviews and the finals scenes of your daily vlogs, the other members of your group left for the dorms while you stayed behind. Once your phone recognized your face, you wasted no time on the thousands of notifications and opened the messaging app to check on your boyfriend; just like you, he had much filming scheduled for the day.
you: how was your day?
tamon <3: I've appeared on a bunch of talk shows and I've had to say things I don't mean about you.
tamon <3: I'm tired and I feel like trash.
you: I know, baby. Hold on a little longer, you're doing great.
tamon <3: You must hate me more each day. I'm so pathetic.
you: don't be silly, I love you. We're okay and you're the most amazing boyfriend I could ask for ;) see you soon
You locked you phone once again and sighed as if, by exhaling deep and slow, you could rid your muscles of all the strain in them. This whole make-believe friction imposed by the agencies was taking a toll on you, but not as much as it did on Tamon. You were more than aware of how he projected a persona onto the world, only for the mask to fall once offstage. This dichotomy was initially shocking, not because of the act itself, of course (you, as an idol, are not 100% yourself while at work either), but because of the extreme shift from self-confident heartthrob to sad self-loathing puddle on the floor.
Ever since you became a couple, you tried to be gentle about it, reassuring him about your feelings and giving words of affirmation for him to repeat. Unfortunately, this stupid ploy was throwing away all progress being made and it was seriously pissing you off.
He chastised himself for not fighting back, but he could not be blamed for wanting to keep on growing as an artist along his bandmates and to make fans happy. If advancing towards his dream meant obeying some menacing big fishes, then so be it. You were not particularly happy about it either, but this is one of the disadvantages of the job.
Thanks to your mediating with the managers, both of you would have to go along with it only until the Idol Awards gala; then, you would be free to present your relationship in a more amicable light. This agreement may sound bizarre for an idol to achieve against such influential enterprises, but both agencies were terrified of your strong-willed self and your team was especially worried about losing you the moment you detected a slightly higher level of coercion.
The days began to pass by and the F/ACE member seemed sadder by the minute. His internal monologue played self-deprecating messages nonstop about how the fake hatred you presented to the fans was starting to become real and how sooner than later he would find himself all alone once more while you fell in love with some better guy with whom to laugh at him. The worst part is that he wouldn't even blame you for it, it was simply the natural course of things in his understanding.
The breaking point was reached when you were sent to host some random internet games in which other artists participated as well. The challenges consisted in a series of mini competitions of both physical ability and intellect; some excelled because of their strength and brought a comical tone to the thinking activities with their cluelessness and vice versa. The man you had been paired up with being described as flirtatious was not the half of it! He was relentless in his never-ending attempts at seducing you, yet you remained professional while trying to keep your distance. At some point, seeing the little success he was having in his endeavor, he devised a new plan: criticizing Tamon so you would have something to bond over.
Your face then contorted in a way that is simply unexplainable. And that's when he knew. He'd fucked up.
Back in Tamon's place, the poor cleaner was trying her best to do her job without looking towards the depressed youngster laying on his futon, completely covered in blankets. Jealousy, poor self-esteem and work stress were all running through his head; the following day he had to perform live and he was in no mood to give his best to the fans. You haven't had time to see each other so he was running on sporadic text messages and occasional videocalls. The stream had ended almost two hours ago and he had not heard back from you-
*BANG*
"TAMON FUKUHARA!"
Never in his 18 years had he gotten up as quickly as when you screamed his name after having opened the door with a herculean strength you normally did not possess. You eyes were fuming and your loud stepping did nothing to appease him.
"YOU-"
Oh dear, here you went. "The end of us" he thought to himself, the end of him more like.
"-ARE-"
He pressed his eyes shut, as if he were to collide with a meteor at full speed.
"TOO CUTE FOR YOUR OWN GOOD!"
"...huh?"
"I thought you were having some trouble handling the whole rivals thing but I did not think you were eating instant ramen only again or that you were thinking such awful things about me, about us."
"wait, how did you know?"
"the lady helping you with the apartment, I gave her my number in case anything happened and I was not here for you. And thank goodness I did! She heard you sobbing about the guy from the internet show and I. HE'S A JERK! The moment he opened his mouth to talk shit about you, I told him to fuck off and that I was perfectly happy by your side. So oopsie I guess! hahaha. Don't worry, we'll get out of this unharmed. Pinkie promise."
"Yknow, I've tried to approach this in different, clearly unsuccessful ways. Now I know exactly what you need."
Completely dumbfounded he stayed in place in order to receive what you had deemed as the remedy to his situation.
"AGRESSIVE AFFECTION!" the announcement was followed by a barrage of kisses which covered his entire face. Simultaneously, your arms had assumed their usual position around his shoulders; your hands intertwining behind the neck momentarily before delving into his pastel pink hair with caresses.
"You are a god for all those girls, never doubt their loyalty. And most importantly, never think twice about whether I will leave you for anyone or anything, because the answer will always be: no. I melt for that grin and those kisses you throw towards the bleaches when you're singing with that angelic voice, but I adore you just the same when we get here and your true self comes out. I. love. you." Your foreheads rested against each other and the message seemed to go through.
You thought you saw a single tear slipping through his left cheek when, all of a sudden, he was all over you making the both of you fall. His troubled breath began to fluster you, but you had no chance to act on it, for he then lifted his gaze to meet yours. Oh god, he was ready to eat the stage. He was ready to devour you.
"I need you in the audience tomorrow. I'll dedicate every song to you. My sweetheart, always knowing exactly what their man needs..."
You could not wait for that concert, or perhaps you were feeling even more restless for what would come after. That's a secret between you, him and the backstage walls.
* this is a (reworked) older quiz of mine ! ^.^ it includes 13 results. remember not to get too devastated if you donโt get your favorite guyโ quizzes can only be so accurate!!
just a friendly new yearโs eve reminder that if you accepted a challenge from a green knight this time last year youโre due tomorrow at the green chapel to get beheaded. time to get a move on
just thinking about pro hero! shลto todoroki as a dad...
pro hero! shลto todoroki thought he had misheard the words "we're gonna have a baby" with how quietly they slipped out of your mouth right before he got started with dinner that night.
At first, pro hero! shลto todoroki was scared of being a horrible father, but those fears were quickly put to rest by you, who continuously went on about the infinite number of reasons why you could not have chosen a better father for your children and how he deserved every good thing life had to offer. Instead of dread, anticipation and an insane amount of fondness took over him at the thought of his little one growing in your belly.
pro hero and dad! shลto todoroki who is VERY good at achieving a healthy work-life balance. Still, he knows that it's not always possible to be the one who saves everyone and a normal father.
pro hero and dad! shลto todoroki who somehow gets even hotter after his daughter's birth.
Seeing that hunky man holding such a fragile creature in his arms does something to you that is simply impossible to put into words. Since the general public tends to have functioning eyes as well, their reactions do not differ in the slightest... Everyone is obsessed with the newest dilf in Japan!
Every news outlet is on the hunt for a picture of pro hero and dad! shลto todoroki performing the most mundane tasks like shopping for diapers or baby formula while wearing a baby carrier or strolling around the park with his cute little family (sometimes joined by Natsuo or Fuyumi).
He is very strict about ensuring his family's privacy and security, so he decides how much he shares with the public. No one dares to mess with pro hero and dad! shลto todoroki.
pro hero and dad! shลto todoroki whose greatest achievement, besides getting to be the kind of hero he had always dreamed of, is to have found a partner whose love is pure warmth and comfort, no room for hatred or any ridiculous sense of duty when thinking about having children of their own.
Feeling as proud as he does, he wastes no chance to bring up his baby girl and the person who's responsible for half of her in every answer he gives to interviewers. Despite being quite the reserved hero, he makes sure the world knows how blissful his life at home is.
There is not a single person who does not melt at the sight of the all-powerful pro hero and dad! shลto todoroki being all smiley and care-free whenever your name or the little one's enters the conversation.
pro hero and dad! shลto todoroki may be number two in the hero rankings, but he thinks himself number one when it comes to being lucky in life.
๐ซ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ: a request for BNHA: reader is in a relationship with the character (again, the ones you chose, I just wish to see Izuku in it :> thank you!). A new bookstore opened, their favorite music band just released a new album or a book they had been waiting for so long just came out. Reader tells them about it but the BNHA characters already planned to include it in their date surprise how do they resolve this conundrum? :>
๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: Todoroki Shลto x gn!reader, Bakugล Katsuki x gn!reader, Midoriya Izuku x gn!reader.
๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ: 728 + 1.950 + 1.580 = 4.258 total
๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ข๐ง๐ฌ: use of you, swearing, idk if it counts as a warning really jajaja but shoto's part is all about 5SOS (my fav band, can't believe I'm seeing them live for the second time in May!). Bakugล's part is LONG LONG. The names of the Support Department students are all random hahaha. Mention of sensory overstimulation (and a fun reference to Pride and Prejudice) in Izuku's. The softest angst and the most delicious fluff. Bakugล's = crack fic. They're all so obsessed with you ;)
๐/๐ง: Bakugล's divider by @strangergraphics. I wanna thank my dear friend @breakdawn-avenue for requesting so many good ideas! I'm very excited for you to read not only this one but also the other requestsโบ๏ธ I hope it is fun to read for everyone :)
Todoroki Shลto
โLook Shoto! Michael's version of Everyone's A Star! is back on sale! But only until midnightโฆShould I get it?โ The look in your eyes deprived the question of its original purpose; as you so often did, you were not looking for an honest opinion but for your boyfriend to validate your purchase and ultimately avoid any hint of buyerโs remorse. He, ever the agreeable man, always supported your decisions and even offered to pay for your latest whim.
Expecting the usual response, you had already added the album to your basket.
โI think itโs an impulsive decision and that you need to think more carefully about what you buy. Youโve acquired a lot of merch as of late.โ Your name followed the statement but you could not believe that message was meant for you.
โSoooโฆ thatโs a yes, right?โ He must be joking, you reasoned, so you tried to keep it playful.
โNo, I have expressed my honest opinion on the matter.โ It wasn't that you were a compulsive buyer or anything, you just liked music and had a pretty admirable collection of CDs. You were stunnedย and suddenly felt a bit self-conscious about the โwastingโ money thing.
You hummed and closed the website before he had the chance to add anything else. Shoto kept eating his soba on the kitchen counter; his heterochromatic eyes stayed fixed on the food, not meeting yours even once. Mumbling some lame excuse about having to search for something in your room allowed you to flee the scene.
Next morning you woke up eager to meet up with your boyfriend, as he had prepared a special date for your birthday. Shoto had booked a whole cat cafรฉ for yourselves. Additionally, he brought a projector to watch your favorite movies and series while having some snacks and petting the most affectionate kittens. Hours flew by when having such a lovely time with your boyfriend. Still, the ugly feeling that had settled in the pit of your stomach the day before hadnโt fully disappeared; you knew he was just looking out for you and your spending habits, but the unintentional bluntness in his phrasing (something you knew he was working on) hit an already sensitive you a bit too hard.
โThere is one more thing I would like to doโ he stood up, grabbed a glittery bag with your name written in his own handwriting and placed it on your lap "This is for you."
He stared expectantly. You untied the lace bow and dug through the confetti in order to take out the present. When you reached it and examined it, you could not believe your eyes. Not only was the signed Michael version of Everyone's A Star! in there, but after another dive into the bag you also found a letter addressed to you from all 4 members of the Australian band 5SOS along with two VIP tickets.
โWell now this is a turn of eventsโ Your eyes, nearly popped out of your head, embodied your shock as perfectly as your shaky hands.
โIโm sorry my love, it was not my intention to come off as rude and hurt your feelings. I just panicked about you almost spoiling the surprise and my poor improvisational skills took over. I froze and acted like a jerk. I hope you can forgive me.โ The tip of his nose lightly brushed against yours and his forehead leaned on yours. Putting the tiniest distance between you allowed you to see his apologetic eyes looking aside, a contrasting attitude to the way his hands refused to let yours go from his tight grip.
โCome here, sweet boy.โ you teasingly cooed โIโm not gonna lie, what you said affected me a bit. But I always knew you meant well, alright? So stop worrying, we're okay. I loved the date, I definitely love the gift and most importantly, I love youโย
"I love you too. Happy birthday." Talk to the heat rising up to his face about perfect timing.
You both burst out laughing while your hands, which could not help themselves, started caressing his reddened cheeks; a gesture in which he gladly basked. In that moment, his mind was monopolized by one single thought: Being loved by you is all I need.
"And now you need to tell me how the fuck you know Calum, Ashton, Luke and Michael!"
Bakugล Katsuki
According to Urban Dictionary, an anniversary is the day you and your special someone started dating. That date is regarded as some sort of holiday for the couple, a celebration of your love story and a promise to stay by each otherโs side. Although your boyfriend agrees with this definition, he cannot help but conceptualize this event as, yet again, another competition in which he must excel.ย You were very much in love with Bakugล Katsuki, but his unbearable behavior weeks before your anniversary, Christmas or your birthday always put your devotion as well your anger management to test.
Truth be told, Katsuki got a kick out of gift-giving but he sucked at keeping his mouth shut. It was during those times that being around him felt like stepping onto a minefield.
For weeks you would have to dodge his โYou're dying to know what it is, huh?โ and โI bet youโd kill for a clue or twoโฆ I might be willing to help you out if you ask nicely enoughโฆโ He would put up a cocky facade and pretended you were oh so intrigued, when, in fact, he was the one utterly desperate to share the information before it was due. His second favorite type of teasing consisted in dropping comments such as: โIโm sure as heck you havenโt seen anything like itโ or โEvery other extra who tries gifting you anything will never beat this fucking genius idea of mineโ.
Don't get him wrong, he was also excited about what you had in store for him, but nothing could top your smile and the brightness in your eyes while taking in what's under the wrapping (his tsundere act did not allow for such an admission yet, but it was no mystery to you anyways).
This takes us back to your first anniversary, or more specifically, the day before. You had both decided to not go overboard and settle for something simple yet meaningful. Although he did promise he would play by the book, he still intended to reach excellency within the limitations; he had planned out a three-course meal that he would prepare all by himself and he had also gotten his hands on a complete box set of your favorite manga. Laying in bed, he could not help but smirk, unable to hold back the smugness when imagining your reaction.
Stomp. Stomp.
Stomp. Stomp.
One after the other, his feet advanced down the hallway until reaching his destination, aka the place he was meant to pick you up from. He leaned against the wall to conceal his presence, as he did not wish to engage with any of those nobodies.
"Tch what a pain in the ass, what's taking you so long?" He was not a controlling partner; this irritation was a product of his yearning. Since you would spend all afternoon together for your anniversary celebration, you figured there would be no problem in spending the previous one with some friends from the Department of Support. As a result, he jumped at the chance to offer you to his pick-up services, which you gladly accepted.
Bakugล had decided to eavesdrop and come out of his hiding spot whenever he heard you approaching. However, what he never expected was to listen to something that would make him lose his shit so suddenly.
"I had a wonderful time guys! You were right Hinata, the dishes from this place are the tastiest I've ever had! And thanks for showing me that manga store, Akiko. They had the box set I've been looking for! It's so difficult to find... Before my anniversary dinner I'll grab the rest of the money and I'll bring that treasure home"
Those words triggered something feral that prompted him to quickly abandon his strategic position. His expression warned everyone to get out of his way, and if that didn't deter them, the increasing explosions originating from the palms of his hands did the job wonderfully.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, YA MORONS?!?!?!? I WILL CRUSH YOUR SKULLS" Everyone became petrified when they heard the very well-known scolding scream, as if Medusa herself had stared at them a bit too hard.
For an instant, you thought that the situation had reached its maximum level of disastrous. However, this proved to be wrong when his eyes started examining the leftovers that you and your friends were holding. In a cartoonish fashion, his ears started getting so red you could've sworn steam was coming out of them.
"We're outta here!" You and Bakugล's closest friends were totally immune to the ridiculous volume his voice could reach when mad, but the Support students who only heard the commotions from afar got easily startled.
"I am at a loss here. What is happening right now?"
Your question was met with silence, his eyes focused on what was in front of him; his hand was still gripping your forearm, forcing you to follow him. He saw the confusion in your eyes but could not bring himself to provide any proper answer, so he kept on walking quietly.
"You know I love you and everything that comes with it, but this specific caveman act is not as sexy as you think."
The door of his dorm almost came out of its hinges with how hard he had closed it. You took your usual spot on his bed while he paced around the room in a feeble attempt to self-regulate and not lash out any longer. After avoiding all questioning about his terrible mood for some time, his capacity to restrain his actual thoughts malfunctioned and he finally exploded, giving in to his hot-headed nature.
"Do you wanna know what's my damn problem?! Tomorrow is our anniversary and your dumbass friends have taken you to a restaurant where they serve the type of food I was planning on cooking for you and the buttheads have also led you to a store in which you've paid the deposit for the damn box set I worked so hard ta find! THAT is my problem, Sherlock." He then opened one of the drawers under the bed and took out a big package covered in a pretty flower wrapping paper. He placed it on your lap while huffing.
His crimson eyes finally dared to look your way. You unwrapped the present very slowly and still had the audacity to act amazed.
"Katsuki... I'm really sorry but it's okay, you can stick to your plan. I- I mean the the food, you know I could eat that for every single meal of the year. The fact that it is you the one who will prepare the meal... that still means so much to me... more than anything. Also, yknow I haven't pay for the manga yet, right?"
"Huh? What do you mean? I heard you say it!"
"What? I said I'd grab the rest of the money because I did not have enough to buy it in that moment and I have some savings at home! The owner was really chill, they set it aside and said they would wait until the next day for me to grab the money. But tomorrow I could've just called the store and told them that I wasn't interested anymore!"
"So..." Bakugล's raspy voice came out in a low whisper at the horrifying realization of his actions, his pupils turning into minuscule dots. "This was all for nothing..."
"Well, I gotta admit, besides the emotional breakdown, this is a pretty funny chain of events"
"Shut-"
"Yeah yeah, I need to shut up and bla bla bla. Now come and kiss me, you dork."
You were all ready to go to bed in your own dorm, but the phone vibrated and its screen lighted up. Before your eyelids succumbed to the weight of a day's worth of tiredness, you saw that it was your boyfriend who had texted, his message read as follows:
"This isn't over yet, brat."
Finally, your anniversary had arrived! However, there was a bit of a situation going on, because he had been avoiding you all morning! You'd barely caught a glimpse of Kirishima or the rest of the squad either for that matter... You tried not to think about it too hard and went on about your day until it was time to get ready for dinner.
A candle-lit room welcomed you; your boyfriend was standing next to the table with the starter already served and steaming. The smell revealed the cuisine the food was from but it had a different touch that ensured he had given the recipes a personal twist. After a second, soft music you immediately recognized reached your ears and set perfectly the romantic mood. Once you had approached the table, Bakugo helped you take a seat; you would never have to lift a finger if he had any say in the matter.
"Take a seat and enjoy" He said, with a smirk so big you couldn't help but wonder what would happen in the next hour. After a dessert to die for, his increasing excitement was showing without any attempt at concealment. "It's time!" He exclaimed. Suddenly, from down the hallway, Mina, Sero, Denki and Kirishima entered the dining room, dressed in some kind of butler uniforms, arms stuffed with boxes covered in different patterned wrappings.
Bakugล rushed to see the kind of face you were making: he wished to capture this victory in his mind and replay it for eternity. The pride in his chest augmented at the sight of your shocked yet thrilled expression.
"Guys, what are you doing? What's all this?" The only thing you managed to do was try to hold your incredulous laughing.
Kirishima was first to speak. "Man, you would not believe the day we've had! Bakubro over here woke us up at 6 am to make a plan to take revenge with presents? Anyways, while he was here at school โso you wouldn't suspect a thingโ we played hooky and bought all this from a list he sent us."
"You've played it well (Y/N), this guy is loaded!"
"Thanks Mina, that's very nice of you. But I still don't understand why you're wearing that"
"Your dictator-like boyfriend made us dress like we've come straight out of Downtown Abbey, all yells and threats, no explanation on sight. He's lucky we love you." Sero rolled his eyes while letting out a small chuckle.
"Shut up, dumbass. It goes with the aesthetic of the evening"
He was now looking at you. "So what do you think, huh? Pretty impressive. I totally gotcha, loser!" Bakugล sounded like he was about to do a mic drop in front of his pretty moved partner, who had a trembling smile on and did not know where to look.
"You're so- This is way too- UGH! You're nuts, thank you, thank you, thank you, handsome" All tear-eyed, you jumped onto his arms and stated kissing his entire face. After the sneak attack had sufficed, his nose settled on the crook of your neck and his hands found their way to your hips, tightening their grip to convey his love. His competitive delusions vanished against the overwhelming wave of devotion. As much as he wanted to fool everyone, the dozens of gifts were not meant to make him the winner of anything, because he had already won the moment you became his.
"C'mon, go open them. They're yours after all." You rushed to the corner where the "servants" had left the excessive amount of presents. He stayed back for a second and tuned out his friend's teasing as well as your enthusiastic comments. Next to your chair, your present for him was still inside the bag; after a bit, you would abandon the pile of treasures and insist that he opened his own anniversary gift. But he cared very little for receiving anything; he was perfectly happy watching you, breathtakingly beautiful you, and thinking:
"These presents belong to you now, just like me."
Midoriya Izuku
It is a truth universally acknowledged that Izuku Midoriya is the master of freak-outs. Will he ultimately find the courage and save the day with a smile on his face? Yes, of course, he always does. His teachers, his classmates, and basically everyone who has ever met him trust him wholeheartedly to change the tide whenever the odds seem to be in the villains' favor. The problem came when, instead of a villains' hideout or a surprise test, the young holder of One for All had to face something related to his romantic feelings for you.
No one was surprised when the news of you and Izuku dating had spread, and definitely no jaws dropped upon hearing that it was you who had confessed first. Our flustered protagonist had been on cloud nine ever since the relationship started; despite him being so affectionate and chivalrous all year round, he was still determined to give you back some of that happiness with a heartwarming Christmas gesture.
In the past, you had expressed your wish to go partying with class 1A but the previous attempts had proven the activity to be too overstimulating for you, leaving you with a feeling of defeat that could not be easily shaken off. Izuku hated to see you pretending to be okay when you were hurting, so his marvelous brain came up with an idea.
Everything was planned to a T. With Mr. Aizawa's permission (after accepting his presence as a chaperone), Midoriya booked a decently-sized club that offered silent disco sessions and planned an amazingly adapted New Year's Eve celebration with class 1A, just like you had always dreamed of. The classmates' support had been a huge help for him as well, as he wished to keep it a secret from you and there was a lot to do.
It was one week before December 31st and the preparations had been progressing steadily, no flaws or cracks. However, there was something in the air, something that seemed to indicate that an awful and inevitable event was bound to disturb the poor young boy's pursuit.
He was at his desk, all set to have a quiet study session all by himself while you got ready to head out on the other side of his room. It is very complicated to accurately describe the way his face contorted when you mentioned a new cool place that offered silent discos and how you intended to book the room online for New Year's Eve. Your tone got more and more cheerful the more you rambled; simultaneously, he got paler and paler the more you went on about your plan right before opening the door and going on about your afternoon. Similarly to how his broken bones often paralyzed him after his first attempts to use his quirk, you had dealt such a strong blow that he hadn't had the time to stop you or come up with anything before you were out of his sight.
Later that day you came back to him, and the saddened expression in your face confirmed you had already seen that the place was fully booked (by who you did not know, thank goodness). Even if relieved by the fact that the surprise remained unspoiled, the way you had become so miserable made his chest ache as if every villain he had ever fought was punching him in the guts at the same time.
After you were tucked in the comfort of your own bed, the green-haired boy proceeded to inform everyone of what had happened. They all agreed that the most logical course of action was to collectively pretend to have separate plans for New Year's. Although Midoriya agreed, the ensuing days were hell on earth for him: deterred by the others' unavailability, you pouted a lot and asked for Izuku to cuddle you more often, because you claimed his embrace "could heal anything". In his mind, your boyfriend saw himself as a wickeder Judas and tried very hard not to present you with the truth so you would escape the sadness haunting you. The pressure got so bad that he almost buckled; Uraraka ended up slapping him to keep him from fainting or running to you to confess (gesture for which she purposefully apologized at the moment).
Of course, you were not going to be alone on the special date; you would have dinner with your boyfriend and his lovely mom who loved you so much. As grateful as you were for the invitation, your mind was still hung up on the plan that could have been. It was still early and the Midoriya house still smelled wonderfully with the food Inko had prepared. You were laying down on Izuku's bed, feeling suddenly down. Izuku was glad that you had stayed pretty festive all day, but the reminder of your failed attempt at organizing a hangout made you blue at this point of the evening.
"I'm a party-pooper and I suck so bad, I'm sorry"
"Please don't say that about my lovely partner" he whispered before leaving the softest kisses against your temple. "It's okay to feel this way, but I promise that going with me is going to make you feel better."
He extended his hand towards you.
"I really don't want to, Izu"
For a second, he feared you would stubbornly stand firm and remain there for the entirety of the night.
"I'll help you change into the clothes we went shopping for a few weeks ago. You looked so stunning!" despite his encouraging words, he could feel you were not totally convinced yet. "Do you trust me?"
"What a stupid question" You huffed.
And that stupid question was the reason why you were all dolled up, freezing and most importantly, blindfolded in front of God knows what. You were starting to regret your blind faith in him. And then he spoke.
"I will never be able to fully transmit how lucky I am to be you boyfriend, to be the one who gets to be by your side everyday. So here's a mere attempt. I hope-" His flustered cheek contrasted with the coolness of your neck, letting you know how adorable his face was getting without having to see it. "I hope I get to do these things for you for a really really long time."
In that moment, the blindfold was removed from your eyes.
Oh, what a sight! All your classmates, as elegant as ever, bright smiles on their face, welcoming you at the door of the place you had been dying to visit with them. "SURPRISE (Y/N)!!!"
A shocked you was firstly approached by Momo, who was about to hand you a pair of headphones and take your hand to guide you towards where the party awaited. You nodded and smiled in acknowledgement, and she understood. With a quick and loud "Come on, everyone, let's go back inside!" everyone turned around and returned to the club, leaving you and Izuku behind in the snowy streets.
You put your arms on his shoulders, your hands unable to resist playing with the short strands of his green hair at the nape.
"Oh God what are you thinking? They look happy but you could also feel deceived and betrayed... I hid this from you for a good cause but at the end of the day one's intention does not always match the actual emotional impact on the other person-" Midoriya's panicked rambling was a direct voicing of his stream of consciousness, so typical of him.
Your poor boyfriend needed to relax, so you intervened. "Oh, stop it already, Izu" You could not help but snicker.
"Huh? So you're not upset about feeling the way you did while I knew about this? I have tried my best to find a balance between keeping the surprise element and comforting you, but I still worried about what you may think now" His stare dropped, but you quickly lifted it back up.
Your eyes now held his in such a gentle way, that any guilt that still poisoned his mind dissipated in an instant. You were now a victim of your own sensibility in such a highly emotional moment and shed a few tears. He quickly wiped them away with his thumbs' soft caresses.
"Darling... I- I was sad that I would have to wait more time to live that experience, and I admit I was having a moment back in your house. But being invited to spend the night in your home was already so meaningful to me. And now this... I have never felt more heard, more seen... I am so exited about doing such magical thing for one another for the rest of our lives"
Your name escaped his lips in pure devotion. Despite him being already done for, completely entranced by your love, your heart had more things to say.
"You may be the world's next greatest hero to everyone else, Izuku Midoriya. But you Izu, my loving, awkward boyfriend who fusses over nothing and has a heart of gold, this you is only mine and I wouldn't change it for the word." One last passionate kiss was shared before you grabbed his hand and started pulling him towards were your classmates' were having so much fun. His beaming smile and both your hands being so perfectly intertwined made everyone smile when they caught sight of you entering the room.
