fluffy bf midoriya texts ❀ (because who doesn’t love him)
sorry for the short post, i was out of the country for the past month and when i got back things have been hecticccc. however i see that best boy shindou aka my hot husband has been animated so aaaah! look forward to more content in the future i hope you all won’t be disappointed lmaoo.
His S/O declared he would break first if they did the pocky challenge. And like the competitive boy he is, he agreed before he realized what his game is
He’s blushing profusely, trying not to snap the cookie. He doesn’t want to lose! But his S/O’s lips look so good.
Slowly the two of you are near the middle. In another minute you would end in a tie, aka in a kiss
He looks up to see his S/O wink at him, as they move their mouth forward and connect their lips together.
He kisses back right away, he had plenty of time to prepare for this.
‘A tie is better then a fucking loss right?’ He tries to convince himself. Though he really did win since he’s kissing his S/O
Midoriya Izuku:
Original Chocolate Flavor! A Classic!
He had no idea what this game is. He thought it would be whoever could eat the most. Oh boy when his S/O bit down on the piece they gave him… he’s blushing like a cherry.
He debates breaking off and letting them win. He’s a bit nervous about kissing them this way… they are eating something after all…
He’s so lost in thought he doesn’t notice that he’s nearly kissing his S/O.
He notices when the cookie os gone and his S/O is pressing their lips against his softly.
Takes him a few moments to come back from dreamland, but when he does he kisses them back. This wasn’t as bad as he irrationalized.
Todoroki Shouto:
Matcha Flavor when you play with him!
As you explain the rules, he nods along. He doesn’t seem too nervous about playing, so his S/O takes it as the ‘go ahead’
Shouto will follow the rules, but once your noses are nearly touching he eyes his S/O
“Shouldn’t one of us have lost?” He attempts to say while still biting the cookie
His S/O chuckles and closes the gap between them. He blinks in surprise at the sudden kiss, but returns it none the less.
When they pull away his S/O flashes him a wink
“That’s called a draw.”
“But wasn’t the goal here to kiss?”
He still doesn’t understand, but is more then willing to play again if he can kiss his S/O again.
Kirishima Eijiro:
He likes Strawberry Pocky!
He knows what this game is and happily agrees to play. It’s a win win: a kiss from his S/O and a good tasting sweet!
He’s so excited to play that he accidentally breaks the pocky the first time within 10 seconds of the game starting
His S/O chuckles and asks if he wants another try. He nods and prepares himself better this time
This time around, he wastes not time and chops down, his S/O does the same
Soon they are kissing, the taste of strawberry on both their lips. He knows he kinda cheated by eating the cookie fast, but he really enjoys kissing his S/O
Two pro heroes are complaining about having to work at a convention and deal with droves of sweaty fans, while two booths down a little kid is crying while meeting Deku, and Deku is crying right back. The mum is panicked. She knows how to handle a crying child but doesn’t know how to handle a crying top hero. Everyone in line is taking photos. Deku and the kid are hugging like it’s the end of the world
“It’s okay, it’s really
okay!” Deku wailed as he snotted over himself, clinging to a kid not older than
six. She’d gone red and burst into anxious, overwhelmed tears before she’d
managed to request an autograph. Deku sobbed in a deep breath, training back his
tears and failing as he accepted those slim little arms clinging less than half
way around his thick waist. “You’re so cute, oh my g-“
“Deku,” Kouta
snapped from behind the table where Deku should have been sitting, but never did.
He always stood before it, prepared to hug and greet and, inevitably, cry. Deku
could hear Kouta’s sigh as he typed something on his ever-present phone. He was
a good assistant, and rarely humored Deku’s, well, quirkiness. “There are other
people in line.”
“Of course.” Deku sniffled, his large hands gently
pressing the little fan back by the shoulders. Still kneeling at her level, he
smiled wide, his cheeks damp and his heart exploding for the future heroes of
this world. He could be looking at person who would grow up to save hundreds of
lives. “What’s your name?”
“I’m –” The petite redhead glanced quickly over her
shoulder at her mother, then leaned in close, her voice tiny as a chipmunk. “One
day everyone’s gonna know me as Firefly.”
“Oh.” Deku’s eyes
went wide as he toned his voice down, his brow bowed to hers. “Firefly. That’s
a good hero name.”
“See,” she whispered, and held open her palm. Light
sparked, flashed, and steadied into a growing glow.
“Well, then.” Deku said, his jaw aching from the joy in
his smile, his eyes glistening anew. “I’ll address this photo to Firefly, won’t
I?”
Photos and final hugs finished, and Kouta tapping a foot
behind him, Deku waved goodbye to Firefly with a dreamy sigh.
“So cute. Kouta, you got that picture of us, didn’t you?”
“Sure. Don’t know where the hell you’re gonna put it,
though. You’ve got how many photo albums full now?”
“I –“
“Our turn!”
Deku turned to the next in line. Eyes bugging, he gawked,
a high-pitched screech of glee eking out as he held open his arms in shock.
An absolute mass of ten teens approached, dressed
entirely as pro heroes from the legendary Class 1-A.
“I WOULD DIE FOR YOU,” was all Deku could yell as he ran
into the group of kids and tackled them in hugs. “Will you take a picture with
me on my phone? I’m sending this to everyone!”
“For the love of –“ Kouta dropped into Deku’s chair
behind the table and laid his forehead upon the surface. “Don’t get paid enough
for this shit.”
Deku: And then TEN KIDS SHOWED UP DRESSED LIKE US!
Despite how much it embarrasses him, Izuku loves affection. It’s not like he was depraved of it growing up because his mother was quite loving, but he just simply still can’t wrap his mind about how amazing it feels to have your lips press against his own. His kisses are usually short and sweet as anything too long shows the risk of him passing out from how fast his heart beats, but they are just enough for both of you to share the perfect wordless ‘I love you’.
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