Warning: mentions of smoking
Please note I do not have clear knowledge in how addictions work, this was just an idea I thought was good enough to explore between Chikara and Cementoss.
This happens BEFORE Chikara and Cementoss are offically together, that’s obvious towards the end of the story but wanted to clarify this at the start to avoid confusion. Also it’s late as of posting this so sorry for any spelling errors I might have missed while proof reading
(My Ectoloader slightly spicy fic is still in the works, so in the meantime have this Chiktoss story to supply you with some MHA content!
All the Higari children have smoked at some point: Higari smoked once when he was in UA mostly due to peer pressure and hasn’t touched one since, next to him Taiho smokes the least. Chikara and Suru smoke occasionally when work gets stressful and Hono smokes to take his mind of things. Kaigo - their dad - used to be a heavy smoker before he married which was a large contributer to his deteriorating health so Magakure doesn’t like smoking in the house)
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Cementoss hummed and turned his head up, he hadn’t heard anyone approaching until the owner of the voice was only a few feet away. Inside the teachers dorms Higari and rest of his siblings had come down to visit, they would be leaving soon for some kind of outing (Cementoss didn’t know what exactly). But he had excused himself earlier for some peace and quite outside, he wasn’t used to the teachers dorms being so noisy, and he’d always preferred the tranquil moments.
Standing outside the doors to the teachers dorms was one of Higari’s many siblings - the red haired and, to his knowledge, older sister of the two he had
She smiled with a nod and took a seat on the steps outside of the teachers dorms while Cementoss turned his attention back to what had been occupying him moments ago.
It was funny how someone with such large, rough hands could be such a gentle gardener.
He remembered Midnight had laughed when she first found out about his hobby, in good humour apparently, as the next day she’d ask Cementoss if he’d help her restore a rose bush back to health. He hadn’t even known about the rose bush until Midnight had shown it too him just to the right of the building.
Cementoss’s hands gently moulded the soil around the new plant, taking great care to make sure he didn’t break the green steam already sprouting up to the sky-
He stopped all of a sudden when a strong smell hit his nose, if he was in the city, it wouldn’t have bothered him as much. But to smell smoke in an area largely made up of trees: didn’t exactly reassure him
He turned his head - the women behind him exhaled a slow drag of smoke, head leaning back as she watched the cloud of smoke disappear above her. She brought the cigarette back to her lips and Cementoss watched as the end glowed brighter as she inhaled
“...You want one?” She asked, easily blowing the smoke through her nostrils before producing a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and shaking them in Cementoss’s direction.
“Uh-“ Cementoss politely shook his hand “No, I don’t smoke”
She shrugged “Aight” she returned the packet to her pocket. Reaching for the cigarette she pinched it between two fingers and tapped the ash from the end away, Cementoss watched it fall into a small pile on the step
“I thought Higari and the rest of your family didn’t approve of smoking?” He didn’t mean to eavesdrop, he had just happened to walk onto the ground floor and past them at the time in which that topic had come into their conversation, and they happened to be talking loud enough for him to hear. He also could have sworn Higari had strong opinions on it too.
The stranger hummed “..Uh, yeah I guess you could say that” They said casually. Cementoss wasn’t sure, but he was certain there was a hint of hesitance, as thought they were shy to admit he was right
Cementoss hummed, eyeing the cigarette in her hand “..You know smoking is bad for you right?”
They paused mid reach to return their cigarette to their lips, she looked to Cementoss who stared back calmly.
The silence was broken when she snickered, leaning forward to rest an arm on her knee
“Hah..getting lectured by a hero” she brought the cigarette to her lips, taking her time to inhale, her body relaxed as she blew out another slow cloud of smoke “Yeah, I know..” she admitted “..We all know” she added as an afterthought
“I didn’t know Higari smoked”
The women let out another snicker, louder this time “Higari?” She repeated, shaking her head “Nah, I mean, not since his third year apparently. He’s not touched one since”
Oh, well this was new information he was hearing
“Then, do your other siblings smoke?” Cementoss wasn’t sure what can of worms he was cracking open, or if he should tell Higari any of this, if he knew at all that his siblings smoked. However the women occupying the steps looked like she was already thinking of her answer, fingers tapping on the step. She was quite, eyes on the floor, debating “...Sometimes” she finally answered
Cementoss tilted his head with an obvious question in his eyes
Her half lidded eyes were trained on the cigarette as though she was in a trance, or maybe it was easier to look at that then make eye contact with her company. But she’d go with the trance bit.
“Sometimes we need to take the edge off, let’s go with that”
Cementoss was no expert, he certainly had no personal experience with cigarettes. But he’d been a hero for a while, and had been in a handful of cases back in his early years concerning addiction. And the reason ‘to take the edge off’ didn’t spawn a sense a ease.
Cementoss’s brows narrowed by an inch
“There are other things you can do to help with that” he said gently, not wanting to fan a flame, or start one “..More healthier ways” he added while eyeing the thin tower of smoke rising from the cigarette.
She rolled the cigarette between her teeth and leaned back, eyes skyward - then, smoke poured from a parting between her lips. She pulled the cigarette away, tapped the ash off the glowing end, then continued to hold it “Yeah, I know” she said, almost robotically, as though reading off a script
“I hear it all the time from Ma”
“I assume she’s against it then?”
“Very” Her eyes widened as she emphasised the word. She could remember the first time her mother caught her smoking, vividly:
It’d been around three months since she took over the car workshop and business had been falling behind, they where scrapping by bills and shopping by the skin of their teeth, but just barely. She’d stolen one of Hono’s packets - he kept a secret box of em under the floorboards in his room, but they all knew about it - she remembered she struggled to light the stupid thing, Hono only had one lighter which he always kept on his person so she had to use matches.
When she finally lit the thing she’d made the mistake of smoking too close to the house, which had been her undoing when her mother rounded the back of the house to call her in for dinner
“I was on house arrest for three days and had to do the dishes for the rest of the week” The punishment hadn’t been the issue, it was the way her mother had snapped at her that had stuck, and that awkward, tense silence that followed between them days later.
Stubbornness ran in their blood, as did a furious temper, Chikara was no saint and had her fair share of grown up tantrums so to speak. Her mother, though possessing as much bark, always had this steady, calm, authoritative presence along with her anger. The type of anger that could be conveyed with a single, sharp glare and shut down an argument at dinner before it even started.
Her mother had yelled at her plenty of times sure, her and her siblings drove her up the walls plenty as kids (sometimes as adults too): Like that time she’d forgotten about the running bath upstairs when she was 10 while her mother was outside gardening and the bathroom flooded the hallway and stairwell. Her mother had a very passionate reaction to that mess.
Or that time as a teenager when she had taken her mother’s credit card to buy herself some sweets - in her defence her mother said she was gonna buy em anyway, so she figured it technically didn’t count as stealing - her mother had not been happy.
And that time she’d crashed her first ever car into a ditch at 18 while taking a short cut, even after her mother warned her about that particular road. She’d nearly broken an arm, her mother didn’t let her touch a steering wheel until the car she crashed had been repaired.
And yet all those scolding's where nothing, compared to how angry her mother had been when she caught her smoking.
“And your other siblings?” Cementoss asked, remembering how she had said we earlier “Does your mother know that they smoke too?”
Thinking a moment she leaned her head back with a hum “Knowing her, probably”
Chikara looked as if she’d seen a ghost “No! God no” she rolled her eyes with a groan, clearly Cementoss had unintentionally stepped on a sour spot - if the evident annoyance in her tone and expression meant anything that is. “Higari did mention he disapproved of smoking one time, I didn’t know the dislike was a family thing”
“It’s not--“ She started, then stopped. It looked like she was going to say something, but dropped it and changed her mind at the last minute. “If he knew, I’d never hear the end of it.” She frowned “EVER” Another pause, then her eyes widened, and she snapped her gaze towards Cementoss, so quickly it almost made him jump
“You’re not gonna tell him right?”
There was clear suspicion in her tone as her eyes narrowed at him, from her position up on the steps she was only just able to look down at him, if Cementoss had been standing she would have had to crane her neck just to make eye contact. Cementoss quickly held up his hands to appear and shook his head “It wouldn’t be my place to say”
She scowled at him for three more seconds, before looking away, her scowl - though not focused on him and not as extreme as a few seconds ago - now looked down at her feet as if they where more interesting then the point she had left off on
“Higari can just be a little..” she did a motion with her hand as if struggling to find the words
Cementoss titled his head “Protective?..”
A smile passed over her face “I was gonna go with something like smothering, over bearing, a worry wort..maybe I’ll call him mothering if I’m feeling generous” she had begun to count on the fingers of her spare hand, before she lowered it to rest back down on the step “But, yeah, over protective. That sums it up”
Cementoss could understand that, from a hero’s perspective. Higari was more on the side lines then the lime light when it came to the line of work, but being protective of your family when your work had you face so many threats to your well being came with the territory. The same with being an older brother, though he couldn’t speak from experience with that one
“I’m sure he doesn’t mean to be a bother, Higari is just a very straight forward person.” He knew Hatsume was one person who would confirm that for him “I’m sure his over-protectiveness comes from a place of love and care for you and the rest of his siblings”
She gave him a sideways glance, her scowl lifting ever so slightly. She looked back towards the cigarette and it’s dying trail of smoke, her fingers gripped it a little tighter.
She sighed “Yeah, I know..” she said dejectedly “It’s just..I dunno” she looked lost, her gaze distant, like she was in a different place “Ever since he came to UA things at home just got so...different?” She sounded as sure as she looked, but Cementoss said nothing, sensing she had more to say
“After the whole drama with dad and his passing, when Higari came here it...I dunno it was like, Mum felt like she was loosing someone else?” She had began to gesture with her hands, at first only slightly, now they where becoming more obvious as the emotional gates opened more and more “And then Hono fell off the tracks, Ma barely had it together, and no one knew what the hell to do with the family business!”
“Car repairs isn’t it?” Cementoss remembered Higari mentioned it in passing conversation on a separate occasion
She nodded “Those first few months getting the business sorted, putting dads stuff away in storage or chucking it to the dump, taking care of Suru it was all so...much!” She almost dropped her cigarette with how aggressively she had thrown her arms out “And Ma wasn’t in any state to be our therapist, she barely had herself together trying to adjust to everything! And our Uncle he-...He just didn’t-“ she had that face again, a face that suggested she was struggling to find the right words, Cementoss noticed how her nose scrunched up
“Well, he wasn’t as good at being an Uncle back then, he had his hands full with Hono and..well—” Chikara trailed off, breathing laboured through her nose...then she realised how much she had said, how many wounds she had just exposed to this guy.
To her brothers work colleague who she barely knew
The embarrassment exploded in her chest just as much as it did her face, wishing for the universe to have mercy upon her and have a stray meteor enter the atmosphere and obliterate her on the spot. A quick and painless death.
“God I-“ she rubbed a hand over her face, hanging her head to avoiding looking at the hero across from her. She couldn’t believe she said all that! “Sorry, that got deep for no reason..”
Cementoss had the same expression as before: calm, unbothered and - to Chikara’s despair - unreadable. “It’s no bother” She groaned, god just kill her now. Let the ground swallow her. Higari spoke very little of his parents, mostly his siblings when he was asked about his family. Higari had mentioned his mother a few times, but Cementoss had always guessed the father had never been in the picture as Higari never brought him up, and Cementoss didn’t want to be rude by asking when, really, it wasn’t his business to begin with.
Seemed as though there was more history to Higari’s family then Cementoss had originally thought
“It seems like you and your family have all gone through some hard times, finding ways to cope with that emotional and mental turmoil is human nature. I didn’t mean to make you feel ashamed by it”
Shyly, which was an emotion that looked odd on the person who presented herself as nothing but laid back and casual, his company looked up from their hand and towards him
“..You didnt..” she mumbled into her palm, just loud enough for him to hear “Honestly, I don’t even like smoking that much. I know what it does to you and I try not to do it often. There’s just..well, ain’t as much help available in the country then there is here” The end of her cigarette had gone out, but she wasn’t paying attention to it “When you live in a small town with little villain attacks you don’t get all the fancy shmancy help stuff you get in the city, best we got down there is a basic doc and vet”
“Guess that comes with being a hero, preaching about the goodness of ones health and all..”
She let out a weak laugh to try and brighten her mood, it worked as well as she hoped “...Hah, wow, this is awkward” she said, mostly to herself, before looking to Cementoss “Your school faculty members sister venting to a hero who she doesn’t even know the name of.”
Another weak laugh and a failed attempt to ease her discomfort “Least I can say my introduction is gonna make an impression”
Here did Cementoss let out a small huff of humour “You could say that, but not the worst impression..and it’s Cementoss by the way”
“My name is Cementoss” he repeated “If you want to get technical: Cementoss is my hero name, most of the others here refer to me by that”
She smiled - Cementoss decided he liked the look on her - “Pleasure to have you in my presence” she extended a hand towards him “Not every day someone lets you talk about your messy family problems on the first introduction”
Cementoss smiled, his hand gently clasping around hers, his giant hands practically engulfed her tiny ones. “I’m gonna go on a bet and say your quirk has something to do with cement?” Cementoss hummed, mocking thought, before he nodded “You’d be correct” Her smile widened, happy to find out she had indeed been correct “So what’s my prize?”
Cementoss blinked, letting go of her hand “Prize?”
She pointed to him “You’re a teacher right? Ain’t teachers supposed to give rewards for correct answers?” She pressed a hand to her chest, one leg resting over the other “I’d be partial to a gold star sticker if you have any”
Cementoss lifted a finger “Technically this isn’t a class and you’re not a pupil Chi”
She stuck her tongue out at him “Poo, you’re no fun—..” she blinked “What did you call me?” Her expression was a mix between confusion and surprise, maybe she hadn’t heard him correctly? Cementoss lowered his hand “I thought I heard Higari refer to you as Chi when you where talking earlier”
The women was quite, then, let out a laugh
Cementoss looked off to the side, unsure of what to do or if she was laughing at him, or more likely if she was laughing at something he had said. Had he assumed incorrectly?
“Sorry!” She waved her hand at him when she noticed how muddled he looked “I didn’t mean to laugh, it’s just that Chi is my nickname” she smiled down at him again “My actual name is Chikara”
“..Oh..” Cementoss felt his cheeks grow hot, and Chikara, smirked. He stiffened, eyes widening as she resisted the urge to giggle as she covered her mouth with the back of her hand “I-..Sorry” Cementoss mumbled “I didn’t realise..”
“Hey, no sweat” Chikara brushed him off combined with a bat of her hand, but even she couldn’t deny that a flustered Cementoss was a very entertaining thing “Out of the nicknames you coulda called me, Chi is certainly one of the ones I like the most. Like-“ she sat up on the step, moving a bit closer to him “-Higari and the rest sometimes call me stuff like snot face”
Cementoss was going to say he didn’t think the usually mind-his-own-business Higari was capable of giving someone an insulting nickname, then he remembered that one time the teachers had started a swear jar and Higari had it full by the end of the second week.
So, yeah, that did sound like something he would do
Curse him: he let out a snicker. Higari was rather small
“Appropriate” he replied “...You know, the first time I met Higari I accidentally mistook him for a student”
“What!” Chikara’s grin grew impossibly wider “Haha! No way! God-“ she shook her head, the very image of that scenario pure gold! “-I wish I coulda been there to see that!” She whirled her head back to him, curiosity lacing every word “What did he do?”
“Not much” Cementoss replied honestly “He told me it was fine after I apologised-“ profusely apologised “-and we both went on with our day”
Chikara’s smile fell into a pout “Boring” she crossed her arms over her chest “You could have exaggerated the story a lil’ bit greenie”
“...Greenie?” Cementoss echoed back quietly
As if it was obvious, Chikara pointed down to the small patch of the flower bed Cementoss had previously been tending to before she had appeared. Cementoss followed her pointed finger “You’re a gardener, gardeners have green thumbs: Greenie” she explained, one side of her lip curled up in a half smile
The last time someone gave Cementoss a nickname must have been in his second year during school.
“You could always call me by my actual name” he suggested, not apposed to the nickname, it just wasn’t something he was used too.
“Your hero name? Or your real name?”
“Cementoss. Or Ken - my real name”
“Ken..” Chikara repeated, testing how the name sounded. She hummed, looking skyward. She repeated his name again and her eyes squinted in thought “...Nah” she shrugged “My nicknames better Greenie” Cementoss rolled his eyes, guess Greenie was something he was going to have to get used too. Though it wasn’t the worst thing he had been called since high school - he’d been given plenty of names then, names which he preferred to not think back on
“You plant a lot?” Chikara asked, looking down to the freshly tended piece of flower bed Cementoss was sitting besides
Cementoss looked to the sapling he had just planted, then to the other three he had done earlier that day “Sometimes, when I have time between classes” truly work at UA and hero work didn’t leave him a great deal of free time for himself, but he managed with what little he had. “UA doesn’t have a proper garden, so I tend to the plants in and around the teachers dorms. It gives me something to do”
“You know, Higari used to be a bit of a plant nutt before he came to UA. According to Tai, he used to name them”
“Tai is one of your other brothers?” Cementoss asked
“My twin” Chikara answered
“Naming plants sounds like Higari” Cementoss finished patting down the soil around the freshly planted saplings, then stood. Brushing the dirt off from his knees he turned towards the steps of the teachers dorms, Chikara was now having to crane her neck slightly to make eye contact with him “...I believe Ectoplasm mentioned he caught Higari talking to their houseplants one time”
Cementoss couldn’t help but peak an eye open at her to catch her reaction: which was her leaping to her feet faster then a jack rabbit with her eyes as wide as plates “Seriously!” She cheered, barely containing her laughter, before bolting back into the dorms. Cementoss went to follow, before Chikara’s head suddenly stuck back out “You comin’ with?”
Cementoss blinked “Do you want me to?”
“Sure” Chikara said “...I also want to ensure I have the protection of a hero incase Higari tries to kill me, which he probably will” Chikara stuffed the now dead cigarette bud into her pocket, she’d find a bin for a later, before practically skipping back into the building
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Chikara stared down at the quaint little flower pot and the teenie little sprout poking up from the soil. It looked relatively new, probably just planted a few days ago - maybe even today
She titled her head “A..plant?” She asked
“...Why?” Chikara asked, looking up to him - literally - she underestimated how tall he would be standing. It’s not like she was ungrateful for any gifts, but she hadn’t been expecting a plant when she and the rest of her siblings where about to leave. Her or the rest of her siblings had brought any gifts when they came down - none that she knew of anyway - so this was certainly a surprise
“Is this to do with the nickname I gave you? You tryna get back at me somehow?”
“It’s nothing to do with that” Cementoss shook his head as he cleared her suspicions on that note “I remember yesterday how..” Cementoss looked around, checking no one else was around, before continuing “You said you didn’t like smoking, I thought perhaps a plant might help”
Chikara blinked, looked at the plant, then Cementoss, then back again “You..want me to try gardening instead of smoking?”
Chikara blinked, then, looked back down to the plant: just a plain old plant pot. The tiny green stalk just barely breaching the top of the soil, which was still damp from its morning watering. Chikara realised that Cementoss was probably waiting for her to take it, so she slowly raised her hands till they came to grasp the plant pot.
“What kind of plant is it?” She asked while turning the pot carefully in her hands as if searching for some kind of label. Cementoss shrugged and - though Chikara could only guess with that oddly shaped mouth of his - smiled “I can’t quite recall” Chikara rose a brow up at him “Must have slipped my mind - you’ll have to tell me when it grows”
Chikara blinked again and was quite for a few seconds, before rolling her eyes and huffing “Oh, I see” she moved the pot to her side, holding it in her right hand as she pointed to him with her left “You’re not gonna tell me so that I’ll have to take care of it to find out” sneaky, she thought in the back of her head, and pretty clever - respect
“Perhaps” Cementoss said with an innocent shrug “It would be nice to know what it grows into, as a fan of gardening myself of course”
“Hm” Chikara’s lip quirked into a smile, one brow cocked “Right” she said with a slow nod
“...Wait-“ Chikiara’s smile fell, so suddenly that Cementoss grew worried for a second, before she asked “How am I supposed to tell you what it grows into if I don’t have any way to contact you?”
Ah..he hadn’t thought of that
The UA dorms had a phone on the ground floor that was mostly used to talk with parents or other staff in the building, incase of emergencies, thankfully they hadn’t yet used it for the latter reason - in any case giving her the number for that phone probably wasn’t allowed, since it was meant to be a phone strictly for the staff and used only for work related purposes. Cementoss did have a phone, but with his fat fingers typing a number was beyond the realm of possibility - his phone often had to be opened and used with voice recognition - but that aside he gave out his number so rarely he honestly couldn’t remember it off the top of his head.
“Well, you could give me your number” He said without really thinking. Then his brain kicked in and he realised what he asked
Chikara blinked wide eyes up at him as Cementoss’s cheeks got hot
“I-“ he waved a hand apologetically “Of course you don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable! I’d understand. I can always ask Higari to keep me updated-“
Chikara dug around in her pocket and produced a marker “You got some paper?” She asked
Cementoss blinked at her...then quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out a small notebook. With Chikara holding the plant in one hand he offered to hold the notebook for her as Chikara scrawled her number down onto the page “Ya know, it’s often traditional for a gentleman to wine and dine a lady before askin’ for her number” Chikara teased, offering him a smirk and a honest to god wink as she pulled the marker away “But, just this once, I’ll let it slide~”
Cementoss’s face felt hotter, and he prayed it wasn’t obvious. Chikara’s smirk got wider, oh, it was obvious wasn’t it?
“I-“ Cementoss cleared his throat, pulling the notebook shyly to his chest “Thank you..”
“No problem” Chikara turned to walk towards the doors of UA teachers dorms where the rest of her siblings where waiting - looked like Taiho was trying to split up a quarrel between Higari and Hono, shocker. “See ya round!” She said over her shoulder, waving a little before trotting to catch up with her family outside
Cementoss watched from the hallway as Chikara approached Higari from behind and smacked his hair into his face, prompting Higari to say something at her that made her chuckle.
Looking down at his notebook, Cementoss stared down at the line of digits written in marker. When was the last time he’d asked for a women’s number? Anyone’s number period! After reading the line of numbers over three times, his eyes where suddenly drawn to a small note scribbled in the bottom right hand corner of the page. The writing was a bit messy, obviously written quickly, so he had to bring it closer to his face to read it clearly
‘How bold of you Greenie, Chikara xxx’
His face got hotter again