shoto todoroki x reader | katsuki bakugo x reader . exotic dancer!reader
being a dancer at a hero only club… the tips reel in nicely, sure, but nights like these are what make it really worth it.
you’d recognized them the minute they walked in, and thank god they sat in your section. the smooth, sensual song set the tone as you move your body in enticing ways.
the whole group was famous, and attractive for sure, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of the two in the middle.
number one pro hero shoto, leaned forward as he watches. you glide your hands down your silk lingerie, his eyes dragging down along with them. fascinated. enthralled. he was eating out of the palm of your hand.
to his left, pro hero dynamight who made waves years ago on the news. everyone knew who he was. and now he’s leaned against the leather couch, rocks glass in one hand as he stares at you. your face, you realize.
you chance a step towards the group, enjoying the reaction. they didn’t jeer on like a lot of the men tend to do. they just sit and study, as if trying to brand your figure into their memory. soft skin; glitter and silk decorating your plush figure.
you step in front of the two men, slowly dropping to the floor on your knees. a gift for them. dynamight’s eyes finally move from your face, down to your soft décolletage.
shoto’s hand reaches out suddenly, so gentle as if he was questioning if it was allowed or not. unfurling his hand, he reveals a crisp hundred dollar bill. he slides it gently into the corner of your bra, gently but assured.
you stood up, running your hands back up your chest until you take his hand with a gentle grasp. you slowly lead his hand to the tops of your breasts, watching as his eyes slowly widen at the soft touch.
dynamight leans up, holding his own bill in his hand. he’s more daring, slipping it into the waistband of your panties. when he pulls his hand away, he snaps the band against your hip.
you bite your lip into a smile.
once the dance is over, you pull away from them with a tilt in your hips. usually double reserves for private rooms aren’t allowed. but maybe you can make an exception.. just this once.
pro hero!katsuki bakugo x reader / pro hero!shoto todoroki x reader. fluff. sweet love triangle flirting with no toxicity. 2.3k words
You and the rest of the Pro Heroes need a break from your challenging work. You're just happy that Shoto and Katsuki can make it.
It had been a while since you’d seen most of the group around you. You viewed it as a reunion of sorts. While it was true that you’d seen the other pro heroes here and there, especially in run-ins saving the city, it had been far too long since all of you dedicated a day to relaxing.
The fair finally came into town, much to Izuku’s excitement. He’d been sending messages in your mostly stale group chat, begging everyone to find a day. You were able to get a decent group together, promising yourself that it’d be good for such a popular event to be well guarded anyway, right?
After everyone graduated from UA all those years ago, you’d made a pact to try to keep in touch. That promise only gets relit on special nights like these, far and few in between. But you’re all grateful for it, nonetheless. Even people like Katsuki, who’d never admit it in a million years.
He’d only responded after you and Izuku groveled at his doorstep. And he only reluctantly agreed if you promised to drive him and buy him a meal. Soon enough, you three were piling onto the crowded ground with buttery popcorn-scented air and the sound of kids screaming around you.
Bakugo grunts beside you, kicking the ground slightly. “Already regretting this shitty decision,” He exhales sharply.
Izuku came from behind you two, wrapping an arm around each of you. The wide smile refuses to weaken, even as Katsuki shrugs the hand off his shoulder. “Everyone else should be here by now.”
It doesn’t take long to find everyone else, thank god, because the two men next to you were already starting to bicker like an old married couple.
“I told you I knew where I was going!”
“It only took you ten minutes.”
“It was like fi-“
Kiri calls out to you three, waving an arm in the air wildly. A grin overtakes your face, running up to hug them in a tight group hug.
Kirishima, Mina, Sero, Denki… it felt like it’s been so long since you’d seen them. “I missed you guys so much!” You squeal, squeezing tight.
“C’mon,” Katsuki calls your name out. “You’re gonna squeeze them to death!”
You finally relent, stepping back to flash a grin. “Kiri! Looking big, man!” You smack his bicep, pulling your arms up to flex your own muscles.
“HAH! You think so?!” He flexes his arms, matching yours.
You giggle, nodding before turning to the rest of the group. “Where’s Jirou?” You wonder aloud.
“She saw a trinket stand a few tents away that she wanted to check out,” Mina explains. She rakes her eyes over you, waggling her eyebrows. “You look good, girl!” She exclaims.
“I hope we’re not too late,” You hear another woman’s voice cut in. You whip your head around to see Ochaco and Shoto standing side by side.
“Chaco!” You squeal, about to run over to the duo and repeat your group hug from earlier. A sudden grab on the back of your shirt stops you, Katsuki holding you from running into a toddler that suddenly dashes past you.
“Easy there, before we’re all on the news,” He rolls his eyes, letting your shirt drop back down.
You laugh wildly, walking over to them. You hug Ochaco tightly, and she uses her quirk to be able to twirl you around in the air. You giggle as she sets you back down. When Shoto pulls you in for a hug, she hasn't fully released it, causing him to pull you in way more intensely than he’d meant to.
You let out a small “oomph-“, cheek suddenly pressed into his arm. “Missed you too, Sho!” You smile up at him, making light of the situation.
The tips of his ears burn slightly before he regains his footing and gently lets you go.
“It’s so good to see you guys! I didn’t know you were coming!”
The three of you make your way over to the rest of the group. “I invited them!” Izuku smiles widely. “Glad to see you two came.”
“It was probably easier than us dragging Katsuki here,” You giggled, trying to bump him with your elbow. He moves out of the way just in time, and you lose your balance slightly. You scowl at him, his lip upturning into a small smirk.
“You still owe me a meal.” He declares, the group of you starting to make your way deeper into the fair.
The large group of you is recognized by fans. You all do your duty of smiling and posing for cameras whenever they ask, signing things here and there, and by the time you’re all finally catching your breath, the sunset has started.
“Way to meet and greet!” Denki laughs wildly, the last fan finally a few paces away.
“We gotta wear disguises next time,” Shoto suggests.
“Not like you’d be easy to hide, IcyHot,” Mina laughs, starting to walk forward now that the group around you all has finally dispersed.
“Says you!” Eijirou cuts in from somewhere on the side.
All of you start into your own small conversations, debating what to begin the night off with. Small groups break away, distracted by food or games.
You, Katsuki, and Shoto fall to the back of the group. “Where are you starting, Sho?” You smile at the man.
“I saw a soba stand earlier. They have a flavor I’ve been wanting to try,”
“Great, we’ll join you! I owe Katsuki a meal anyway,” You smile at him, taking the lead to the food vendors.
The three of you stand around, enjoying your food. It must’ve been a funny sight, three pro heroes all slurping noodles out of cat-themed paper bowls. You see a flash out of the corner of your eye, but decide to ignore it for your own sake.
After you finish up, you drag the two men by the arms onto a ride that caught your eye. It didn’t look too scary, with lights strung along the sides of the coaster. And with the warm spring air, a nice breeze sounded all too appealing to you.
Shoto doesn’t look excited, but he doesn’t look not excited, so you pull him along with you.
You hear your name being called from behind you. Denki and Kirishima have Mina and Sero on their tails, waving their hands as they walk up.
“Hey guys! On the rollercoasters already? How manly!” Kirishima grins, flexing a little.
Bakugo grinned, smacking his hands together and creating a little spark. “Now this is what I’m talking about. Let’s get this adrenaline started!”
The line doesn’t take too long, and before you know it, it’s finally time to board.
You settle for a middle seat in the middle row, not too sure of what to expect. Bakugo aims for the front, but is beaten to it by Sero, Mina, and Kirishima. He huffs and settles next to you. You laugh out, clipping yourself to the seat.
“What, you don’t want to sit next to me?” You giggle.
“Shut up,” He pulls the strap down over his chest. “Obviously not.”
You busy yourself with your strap, not wanting to look at the man. Your cheeks were flushed, surely. Did that mean he obviously didn’t want to sit next to you? Or he obviously isn’t complaining about that?
Before you can get too wrapped in your own mind, Shoto sits on the other side of you, buckling himself in. When you look over at him, he meets you with a mostly nonchalant expression. Only an expert would be able to trace the small amount of smile in his eyes. Luckily, after spending so much time on missions together, you’re classified as one.
You beam a bright smile at him in return. “You ready?”
His smile lifts a little. “Yeah, I guess. It’s been a long time since I’ve ridden one of these. It’s not really my thing, but it beats standing around.”
“Well, if it makes you feel better, this one isn’t super scary.”
“What?” Katsuki interjects beside you. “Don’t let the lights fool you, I wouldn’t be getting on this rollercoaster if I thought it was a baby ride.”
Your head whips to face him. “Are you serious?! I wouldn’t get on this ride if I knew it was insane!”
Kirishima suddenly interjects, turning to face you. “You thought ‘Manslayer’ was a baby ride?!” He laughs out, causing the group to join in.
Your eyes widen, your mouth opening and closing. “I thought it was known for the lights?”
“Yeah, to distract you from hurling.” Kaminari jokes. The group bursts into giggles again.
Your eyes widen, looking over at Katsuki. His smirk drops slightly when he sees the look on your face. He nods once with resolve.
“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to; it’s not too late to get off,” Shoto speaks quietly, not wanting the group’s attention.
“Well-“
“No.” Katsuki interjects. “I’ve seen her take down five villains all on her own without backup. She can handle a rollercoaster.”
Shoto’s eyebrows pinch, his lips pursed together. If he wants to say more, he doesn’t.
You turn your head to look at the blond, about to tell him off for speaking for you, when you see his resolve behind his eyes.
You nod back at him, steeling your nerves. “I got this.”
He grins, teeth bared. “Attagirl!” He claps his hand on your arm.
You don’t have time to think about the contact before the announcer begins a countdown.
“Five, four, three….. Two!” He slams the button, and you’re off.
Your screams are almost deafening, but the group around you is just as loud. The wind blows in your face, hair whirring around you. The lights, at least from what you can see are beautiful.
On one side of you, Katsuki is laughing wildly, hands in the air, enjoying the flip in his stomach. You look to your other side, and you feel the fear dissipate. Shoto, with the widest smile you’ve ever seen on him. You’ve never seen him smile like that before. The neon lights reflect off his face, making him appear even more ethereal.
A sudden drop pulls your attention; you grasp onto the bars with all your might. The row ahead of you waves their arms around. The lights continue to dance as you all soar through the tracks.
For the first time since the start of the ride, that overwhelming fear melts off your chest, and you find yourself enjoying it.
The ride ends smoothly. All of you are released from the bars, and you’re grateful to feel the solid ground beneath you.
You all follow out the exit, while Sero and Ejirou exclaim they’re gonna go again. The group splits apart again after that, with you effectively deciding not to get back on.
You turn to Katsuki, and he’s looking down at you already. His hair is messily thrown around by the wind, and his eyes are blown out. He looks… ravenous. You swallow the spit in your mouth, forgetting what you were gonna say.
“Nice job, warrior,” He smiles a genuine smile down at you. “Wasn’t so bad, was it?”
You bite your lip, smiling a little. “It was pretty bad. You’re lucky I didn’t throw up all over you.”
“If you did, you’d be dead.”
“It’d be your fault!”
“Kaminari threw up.” Shoto was suddenly in front of you two.
You three all look at each other before you and Katsuki burst into laughter, Shoto looking confused before it morphed into a small smile.
“Where is he?” You wonder, wanting to make sure he's okay.
“Mina’s got him,” He explains, shrugging his shoulders.
The three of you trek along, as you smile to yourself. “I’m gonna win a big bear,” You think aloud. “And then maybe eat some funnel cake,” You snap your finger.
“In that order?” Shoto wonders aloud.
“You’re an idiot,” Katsuki sighs out. Neither of you knows who he was referring to.
But under the glistening lights and laughter in the night, you can’t bring yourself to be too mad either way. The taller men stood by your sides, and for the first time in a long time, you felt truly at peace.
Nothing could dampen this mood. Not even later that evening when your agent yells at you. Tabloids come out. Photos of the group out at the fair on the front page, smaller images sprinkled throughout the article. A blown-out image of you, Shoto, and Katsuki eating, with you staring down at your bowl of noodles while the other two men stare down at you with soft stars glimmering in their eyes. Another, of you holding the two men by the biceps while they look ahead with honeyed smiles on their faces.
And the last two photos, side by side of you looking up at Katsuki’s lips right after the ride, and a blurry shot of you gazing lovingly at Shoto on the coaster.
And well. The paparazzi had quite a lot to say about that one. Rumors of a love triangle piled up, sparking a giant feud between fans online. Different people were shipping you with each of the guys, some people were shipping you with both, some were shipping them with each other.
The three of you don’t speak too heavily about it, just laugh over articles, showing each other ridiculous clickbait titles and hilarious fan tweets.
But it all seems to just make sense to you three, even if it didn’t make sense to anyone else. And when you three slowly spend more and more time with each other, the line of normalcy blends into some three-colored streak.
