of shared straws and broken umbrellas (Akabane Karma Headcanons)
summary:
a series of miscellaneous headcanons and drabbles about dating Karma :3
fandom: Assassination Classroom by Yûsei Matsui
pairing: akabane karma x fem! reader
warnings: none
word-count: 1.5k
notes:
- requested by @bigbouquetfestival
- first headcanon format attempt!! hope you like it 🥺🥺🥺
- feel free to comment if you have any suggestions or reactions :DDD would appreciate it very much so~
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What he’s like at the beginning
Karma would still be a little awkward at the start of your relationship, not really having ever experienced something like this before.
After confessing, he’ll still mostly treat you as a friend for a few weeks, occasionally pushing your boundaries to see where he's at and what you can handle from him without becoming too uncomfortable or genuinely angry.
Would absolutely still ragebait and tease you relentlessly, all because he just can’t help your adorable reactions to his provocations, but there’s a softer edge to it, and he doesn’t go as far as he used to when you were still friends; making sure to stop the moment he feels your mood sour.
He’d sneak romance and dating tips from the 3-E girls who ask Irina-sensei for advice after classes. Obviously, he’d try really hard to not let anyone see or figure out what he’s doing; he’d rather die than be caught like this, especially by either you or Koro-sensei.
People will eventually figure it out, not because either of you revealed the relationship, but because Karma is surprisingly unsubtle when he does his best to force proximity with you.
In PE Classes, “Hey, Karasuma-sensei. I think something’s wrong with Terasaka, might have punched him a little too hard. D’ya think I could get a new sparring partner?”
He immediately motions to you, “Hey, her partner isn’t around either.” Having paid off Nakamura to fake sickness so he could be guaranteed to partner up with you.
“Karma, you-” “Kay, thanks Teach. I’ll make my way over to her now.”
Will make Nagisa third-wheel constantly at the start of the relationship because he’s worried about leaving awkward silence between the both of you, often not knowing what to say after long conversations and worrying he’ll tire you out because of it.
Has a bad habit of hyper-focusing on you even when you’re with the friend group, to the point where everyone else feels awkward in observing the two of you interact. (Especially when Karma tries to initiate PDA to irritate jealous onlookers.)
He’s definitely a little rough around the edges, and he gets a lot of things wrong at the start, but he’s a fast learner, and once he knows what you like and what makes you smile, then he jumps on those opportunities whenever they arrive.
Karma is also a serial blusher, and for as much as he likes to fluster you with his over-the-top flirting and excessive proximity, if you take the initiative and make a move first, he’ll turn as red as a tomato and start mumbling and trying to hide his face and feelings.
He won’t admit it just yet at this point in time, but you make him feel really happy and giddy, in a way that’s unexplainable to him. He’s at the very least glad that he took the chance to confess so that you can be together now, experiencing new things as a couple.
His favorite thing to do with you is walk together in the rain under your umbrella, because he either “broke his” or left it at home (He won’t be upright about what happened to it, but you’re sure it’s broken because he beat someone up with it.)
Karma also loves to tease you about indirect kisses before you two actually kiss for the first time, buying lots of his strawberry milk cartons and sharing with you, immediately grinning and pinching your cheeks when you drink from his straw.
“Aw, sweetheart, if you wanna kiss me that badly, we don’t have to go through a straw to do it.”
When you’re a little more established
You’re literally 90% of his motivation for studying, because he gets to see your cute, focused face when you work on assignments, and admire you when you fall asleep at your desk, using your arms to cushion your head.
“Karma, what are you looking at? Do I have a pen mark on my face again?” You ask him, still sleepy from your impromptu nap.
“Nothing cutie, ‘was just looking at you.” He blurts out before he can think about it too much.
He laughs relentlessly at you when you hide back into your arms, glad that his flirting still flusters you after all this time together.
Karma is also really soft when receiving physical affection from you, and his favorite form of that is in cuddling and hugs, especially during naps.
He naps a lot, and he’s so comfy and warm that you usually end up falling asleep for hours instead of that 5-minute power nap that he promised
Will definitely help you with your work if you wake up upset or worried about it— that is, if you don’t already wake up to work that’s completed and somehow forged perfectly in your handwriting, because he’s crazy like that
For poetry assignments, he would wax horrible poetry to you as a joke and you’d laugh about it together, trying to use tentacles and all those weird assassination-related words for rhyming.
“Your love is like a shattered bottle that has stabbed through my chest." Karma announces dramatically, putting an arm over his forehead and splaying out on your couch; he smiles brightly when he sees you giggle non-stop at his theatrics.
“That’s so lame, you expect me to believe you’re some English prodigy?” You tease him back, and he reaches out to poke your side and tickle you.
Only for him to submit something for class that’s exceptionally wholesome and well written. Korosensei would probably read it out loud in class, much to Karma’s chagrin, blushing like the tomato that he is; so unused to praise.
He’d try to recover by saying it’s because he has such a good muse, and now you’re blushing in the middle of class too…
Would still commute home with you, making sure to walk you to your door everyday you’re together. Mostly because he wants to spend more time with you after school, and because of his over-protective nature that causes him to worry about you relentlessly when you aren’t together.
You haven’t ridden the train alone in years, at least not without Karma accompanying you. The two of you ride on the mixed-gender trains so he can keep an eye on you and make sure you don’t get lost, and also so he can press up next to you when the car gets crowded.
He’d make sure to stand in a place where you can’t grab onto any railings or handles for balance, all so you can grab onto him instead. 😈😈😈
Karma posts a picture on his socials of you holding his hand on the train handle, just like this video from Puuung 퍼엉 .
Karma also really appreciates cooked meals from you, especially since he just used to cook his own food before.
Even if it’s microwaved or a low-effort packed sandwich with candies, the very act of being prepared food makes him feel incomprehensibly happy.
He’d cook for you too, whatever you wanted at any point that he’s available. Even if it’s the middle of the night and you want some fancy fillet mignon, or even if it’s just some trendy food you saw while doom scrolling that you off-handedly mentioned to him as being tasty looking.
He also loves spoon-feeding you teasingly, with a lot of pictures of you just him capturing your reaction to him bringing a spoonful of food forward.
He’s actually a boyfriend that knows how to take good, Instagram-worthy pictures, but he still keeps the ones of yourself that you hate because any picture of you is precious to him.
Keeps mementos of your dates, like receipts and movie tickets, and especially arcade tokens that he stole…
Karma would amp up his PDA game even more than before if he’s jealous, straight up kissing you in the middle of the mall if he sees anyone look at you for too long.
“Karma, we’re in the middle of the mall! Have some shame.”
“But I haven’t kissed you in years~”
“You literally kissed me just a few minutes ago in the department store???”
Lastly, no matter how long it’s been for you two, he will still always want to share an umbrella with you.
It’s gotten so bad to the point where you could never have more than one umbrella between the two of you, and if you were stuck outside in the rain without one, you’d have to wait for him to pick you up before being able to go back home.
The one point you both brought umbrellas, he immediately pauses.
“Uh…” Karma trails off, thinking about how to turn the situation in his favor. He immediately sees Terasaka and you swear you could see a lightbulb turn on over his head.
He immediately tosses the umbrella at Terasaka, the latter not being able to react fast enough to dodge, so the umbrella snaps in half upon contact with his skull.
“KARMA YOU SON OF A-” “Welp, too bad my umbrella’s broken. Can we share?”
You look at him incredulously, feeling a little bad for Terasaka, but overall amused at just how smitten Karma has to be with you to have done that.
“Let’s go home, you dummy.” You smile softly at him as he offers you his arm.
Karma grins back, a look of adoration ever-present in his mercury eyes, “Whatever you say, sweetheart.”
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