all of his body hair is like this, i make the rules
“Look,” Kaminari whispers, “all I’m saying is that it’s been like three years and we still don’t know.”
“We could just ask him?” Kirishima says back. “Is that weird?”
“Dude, it’s totally weird.”
Sero drapes his arms over their shoulders. “Honestly weirder than trying to spy on him while he’s naked, though?”
The other two deflate.
“No…” Kaminari admits.
“Spying on your bro is not very manly,” Kirishima agrees.
“Well, what about Midoriya? Do you think he knows?” Kaminari asks. From across the room, they hear a high-pitched squeak, which means that Midoriya a) is eavesdropping and b) doesn’t want to be asked. “Hey, Midoriya!”
Midoriya turns around so slowly that it’s possible he’s hoping they’ll all forget he’s there by the time he makes a full rotation. “Y…yes…?”
“Do you know?” Kaminari asks. “If it is or not?”
“If what is… or not…”
“Just, like,” Kirishima says, waving his hands vaguely through the air, “okay you know how Todoroki’s hair, like the hair on his head, is red and white? Like, half and half, down the middle?”
Midoriya nods. “Yes, that’s… that’s what it’s like.”
“Okay, but.” Kaminari pauses for effect. “What about the rest of it?”
Midoriya is beginning to look stressed. “What do you mean?”
“The rest of his hair,” Kirishima explains, “everywhere else. What’s… what’s going on there?”
“I don’t understand the question,” Midoriya says.
Kaminari throws up his hands. “Is it evenly divided down his whole body?!”
“Wh-why are you asking me?” Midoriya splutters.
“You are his best friend,” Sero points out.
“Is that a thing best friends normally know?!”
“His chest hair,” Kaminari clarifies, “his pits. Do the curtains match the drapes?!”
“What does window dressing have to do with any of this?” Midoriya asks. He sounds like he’s near tears.
“His pubes, man,” Kirishima says, dead serious. “Are they half and half, too?”
“His what?!”
“For FUCK’S sake—” Bakugou finally explodes. The others all wince as he punches his locker closed and disappears into the shower area, his yells drifting back out to them. “Todoroki, get the hell out here!”
“Wait—Bakugou—” Kaminari hisses.
“Bakugou, what’s wrong—can I get dressed first—”
“Just cover your dick, Icyhot, so you can shut these idiots up before I have an aneurysm—”
They both appear in the locker room, Bakugou incensed, Todoroki stark naked. He looks confused. Bakugou waves his hands at him in a there you go gesture.
“Oh,” Kaminari says.
“That answers that, then,” Kirishima says.
Todoroki stares at them, still standing there awkwardly, his hands clasped in front of his crotch. He is, it is now revealed, completely symmetrical—half red, half white, split evenly down each side of his body.
“Are you guys arguing about my body hair,” he deadpans.
Shinso always saw you as you showed yourself, super confident and direct. Watching you in training was always exciting enough to keep him on his toes. And maybe that’s why he was so drawn to you. A confident person to balance out his self doubt.
But when you voiced your self consciousness of being a foreigner, Shinso was almost shocked. Of course there’s always at least one thing someone is insecure about. But being American? Definitely didn’t see that coming.
“… Why’s that?” He asked you after you spoke up about it.
“It’s just sometimes hard to fit in, you know? I don’t have a full grasp on Japanese language yet so I stutter a lot. I left my family so I could come to this hero school. I just… Don’t feel like I’m enough…”
Shinso was almost speechless. He stared at you and simply shook his head. When you gave him a questioning look, he straightened himself out and spoke.
“You being foreign just makes you stronger than you already are.”
“H-Huh?”
“You said it yourself, you left a lot of friends and family to come to this prestige hero school. And guess what, you got in!” He reached out to grab your hands off of your lap, “And so what if you can’t grasp the language? The fact that you’re learning it at all is amazing. So so amazing.” Shinso placed your hands on his cheeks.
“Listen to me. You’re so very strong and I couldn’t ask for a better partner. Thank you for coming to this school. If you didn’t, I may have never met the love of my life…”
You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes. “That was so cheesy!”
“Aw c’mon. You love it.”
Shoto Todoroki
Ever since the first day you began training with the class, Todoroki was enamored by you. You had such an amazing personality that just screamed hero, and you always fought for what you wanted. He was amazed.
He felt like he found his soulmate with you, and Todoroki couldn’t care less that you were American. He actually found it incredibly interesting.
But, the same couldn’t be said for you. Todoroki had asked you about the topic due to your sour attitude towards the topic of you being foreign. When you told him about it, he wasted no time asking about it.
“What’s the problem?”
“Everything really! From struggling with the language to me leaving just to study abroad, it piles up to me just hating it…”
Todoroki gave a minute to process this before going back in. He leaned forward and looked you straight in the eyes, “I don’t see you as a weak person for being in a new area. In fact, I see you as a strong and brave person for even being here. You took a leap and you stuck the landing. Perhaps with a bit of a fumble, but you’ll recover. And you’ll be an amazing hero.”
A smile tugged on your lips, causing Todoroki to give you a small smile in return.
You were almost too afraid to do it. Keyword being almost. But you were so sick of him always falling asleep on you when you were trying to spend time with him. You’d been sympathetic the first few times, but by the millionth time, you’d just started to get angry. It wasn’t like he gave you more than a few hours at a time, between class and his obsessive training, and the least he could do was have the decency to stay awake during it.
The fact he didn’t even budge when you were doodling all over him was proof enough he was overdoing things lately. Lucky for you, he only woke up long enough to give you a delirious hug goodbye before taking off for his own room; you were pretty sure it was Izuku that caused the resounding thump and series of shouts that occurred not far down the hallway, and definitely not the fact you’d written “asshole” across his forehead. It wasn’t even a lie.
Dabi
It was, initially, Togas awful idea, and when he woke up and saw the mess you’d made of his face, well, she was obviously going to be blamed. Really, you deserved to retaliate when all he did was spend way too much time away from you. Even an evening alone together was almost impossible to get from him, and you’d be damned if you didn’t take this opportunity to really be petty over it. Unfortunately, his scars made black ink almost invisible, so you decided to mix it up and draw all over him in red. It would stand out more.
When he blearily woke up from his place on your couch and gave you a one-armed hug goodbye — that bastard — and wandered off, you smirked smugly. It wasn’t until Toga sent you a candid pic of him and Shigaraki bickering, with the red ink still covering his face, that you actually started to feel a bit anxious. You hadn’t expected him to go straight to the bar! He was supposed to go home and see it! Needless to say, you ignored his phone calls all night, and woke up to five voicemails. The first two were him yelling, the second two were him apologizing but explaining he was still furious, and the last one was him begrudgingly admitting it was funny.
Kirishima
You’d have thought he would be more concerned with the fact he was surrounded by snickering as he passed people in the hallway. But nope. In fact, it wasn’t until he’d made it all the way back to his own room that he’d thought something was up. After all, you tended to hate it when he fell asleep while you were supposed to be studying together; you took all things related to school very, very seriously.
But when he’d woken up, sheepishly apologizing for falling asleep again, you looked perfectly happy that he was finally awake. You’d even helped him finish up his homework before you sent him on his way, when normally you would have told him to get lost and find someone else to do it for him. He really should have known better; needless to say, he didn’t make that mistake again. You’d written in black, thick-lined permanent marker, and it had taken days for it to completely wash away; walking around with half-there dicks on his face was probably the most humiliating form of punishment he’d ever been through. Probably.
Todoroki
It had started out as an accident. A stray flick of your wrist when you’d been drawing near his head, and there it was. The incriminating evidence you’d just drawn on him. Of course, the proper thing for you to do was try to at least make it an appealing drawing, and not just a random black mark across his cheek. He’d left your room with a masterpiece on his face, and you’d honestly been too embarrassed to tell him you’d done it in the first place to stop him.
At some point you’d realized he was going to be bewildered by it; the idea of explaining that obviously your brain had short-circuited when you came up with the idea to fix it would be met with one of his “you’ve got to be an idiot” stares, and you couldn’t bring yourself to suffer through it. Unfortunately, when Izuku commented, however gently and well-meaning, on it in the hallway, he’d promptly spun on his heel and returned to your room, and you’d had to suffer through his accusing stare anyway while you wiped it off his face.
This is so adorable?!?! My exes mom actually did this to me so I can easily envision this happening to these sweet boys!
Shinsou
– He would feel really uncomfortable about it at first
– Shinsou wouldn’t know how to approach the situation in the slightest and would just awkwardly grip the back of his head and half-smile
– His s/o would be mortified and would try anything to get their mom to stop!
– Their efforts would be in vain and mommy dearest would continue to rave about how Shinsou treated her little baby amazing and how they’re going to have the cutest little babies
– Eventually, Shinsou would simply use his quirk, in the nicest and calmest way possible, to get them to stop
– This happens every time he goes over, and his s/o actually dreads anytime Shinsou runs into their mom
Todoroki
– Poor guy doesn’t know how to take all of the compliments
– He stands in the doorway with his usual blank stare as he takes the positive beratement of compliments
-Torodoki is actually speechless at the forwardness of his s/o’s mother and how open she is about her love
– She rambles on and on about how Todoroki is the best guy for her baby and continuously asks if they’ll get married in the future
– Luckily, his s/o saves the day and drags him to another room
– At least he’s save for a little bit
Midoriya
– A literal puddle of joy at the compliments
– His cheeks are bright red the entire time, but he adorns the happiest little smile!
– Midoriya is the sweetest child around in his s/o’s mother’s eyes and he is the absolute perfect match to wed their sweet baby
– His s/o is so embarrassed by the situation, but Midoriya doesn’t mind one bit
– He lowkey enjoys the attention, and it makes loving his s/o all that much better. Being accepted is so important to him
YES. Okay !!! I made them s/o instead of crush, so this makes more sense!!
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Kabe-don.- a situation in which a guy slams his hand against the wall, pinning a girl against it. The proximity between the girl and the guy is so short that it can get her heart to go doki doki.
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Bakugou Katsuki
To say he was in shock was an understatement. He was going
out of his own room, ready to enjoy his free day. As he turned left heading for
the exit of the dorms, she intercepted him so abruptly, he had to take a couple
of steps back.
Then she pushed him effortlessly against to the wall.
Usually, he would be sturdy as a mountain, but he was definitely taken with his
guard down. So, for someone as small as her that was the only way she could
actually pull that out.
Bakugou was ready to quiz her with his eyes. What was she even doing?
She slammed her hand at his side wearing one sad try of a
smolder. Her eyes were glimmering with confidence. Bakugou’s brow arched at
her. He was about to spit some fine language at her when he finally realized
what she was doing.
Taking advantage of his height, that move was a common
practice of his. Mostly when she got mad at him. That was his way to corner her
into listening to him.
However, this was plain ridiculous. He was much taller than
her. Her small nose barely grazed his upper lip as she held her head high. It
was too comical.
He scoffed and made an effort to not let one loud laugh
through the whole place. He put his hand on her head and simply pushed her
back. She gasped.
“No! This is unfair!,” she immediately whined as he gained
control of her.
Bakugou bent towards her tilting his head to a side making
painfully obvious their height difference. His hand never leaving her head. He
looked at her straight to her flushed face and smiled like only he could. A mix
between playfulness and his usual cocky attitude. “Nice fucking try, midget.
Next time try growing a couple of inches before trying to kabe-don me.”
Todoroki Shouto
Shouto wasn’t taken aback at all, which made the whole
situation more awkward than necessary. He had caught her from the corner of his
eye. It was almost inevitable for him to, since his eyes immediately connected
with hers whenever she was near. It was like witchcraft how easily they found
each other in crowds. Naturally, as soon as she approached him and corner him
against the wall, he simply followed her lead without understanding what she
was planning.
Her right hand was on the wall, and she was standing as
straight as possible, which made her look a couple of inches taller than usual.
He looked at her with so much confusion, that her confident smile dissipated, and
was replaces by a faltering one. Her cheeks started to burn when she realized
she wasn’t getting any reaction at all.
As she stared at his eyes, Shouto stayed quiet, motionless.
His face reflected nothing but pure obliviousness. They had been closer than
that before, so he was unfazed by the proximity. It was even adorable, almost puppy-like,
the way his eyes were open in utter uncertainty. It was painfully clear he was
waiting for her to do something, but she wasn’t able to do so.
Feeling embarrassed, she backed down. Her face was now
adorned with an intense scarlet color. She was hoping for his cheeks to
flushed, or for him to simply get what she was trying to do. Instead, she was
the one who got shot straight through the heart with his unintentional, and
overwhelming cute expression.
“Are you okay?” he asked calmly as she covered her face with
both her hands.
“Please just forget what I just did.” Why the hell did she even believe Shouto would know what a kabe-don
was?
Sero Hanta
They certainly were a playful couple. It wasn’t unusual for
them to play small pranks on each other, or to simply get comically flirty. It
was absolutely entertaining to see how far they could take the joke.
For Sero, it was even funnier since he was so much taller. There
was plenty of material for them to get on each other’s back. Still, he wasn’t
ready for what was going to happen that evening.
She wasn’t someone weak. She attended U.A. alongside him
after all. They were at the same level when it came to strength. And well, he
had a weak spot for pretty girls. She overpowered him in that department. Her
fluttery eyelashes, even when she did that on purpose, or as
a joke, he fell for them every goddamn time.
When she cornered him, at first, he laughed, realizing right
away the move. It was hilarious for her to try to kabe-don him since he was
almost a whole head taller than her. He was ready to throw at her some
over-the-top romantic line so he could play along with whatever she was getting
into.
Then he truly lost. She was looking at him with sparkling
eyes and a mellow smile. She flapped her eyelashes at him. From his point of
view, right above her, they seemed longer. They were even creating a soft
shadow right below her eyes as curtains. He swallowed hard.
“Hello, Hanta,” she practically purred.
His knees went weak, and he shivered. The next second, he
fell flat on his ass with what could only be described as a love-struck expression.
Dumb smile and even dumber eyes glued to her. His face was dusted with a soft pink
color. He was drunk in love. She smiled happily, bent, and deposited a small
kiss on his forehead. Since he was now sitting on the floor, he was finally within
her reach.
A complete, and indisputable success, she thought to herself.
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Sauntering down the hallwaysof the establishment you had a tendency to become distracted as you observed the nurses perform their duties and accidentally made wrong turns that separated you from Todoroki. Small panics arose in your chest though you appeared composed and continued wandering through the labyrinth pathways until you reached a familiar setting. Suddenly you happened upon another individual—a beautiful woman seemingly walking back to her room and you gathered the courage to politely request her assistance to bring you back to the front desk.
Rei agreed to guide you back to where you came from and she created small conservations with you asking what your reason for being here at the hospital today. You admitted that you were with your boyfriend to meet his mother and carelessly gotten lost after only two minutes of your arrival—a bad habit of yours that you should break. Rei compliments that your boyfriend must be lucky to have you since you’re so beautiful and seem like such a sweet girl from her first impression.
Light dustings of primrose pink clouded your features and you sheepishly confessed that it was the other way around then unintentionally rambled about the things you loved about Todoroki. He’s sweet and caring towards you, extremely positive and supportive of your decisions, and finds ways to love you a little more even on your bad days, etc. After coming to the realization that you were being a chatterbox you promptly apologized and expressed that you couldn’t help it because your boyfriend was the absolute light of your life and you simply loved how calm and completely accepting he is—he’s definitely your anchor.
Once you both have reached your destination you thanked Rei for her kindness and she wished you the best of luck meeting your boyfriend’s parent before saying your goodbyes. Moments after she disappeared Todoroki entered the premise and revealed that he was worried looking everywhere for you then teases that your ability to become astray is extraordinary. Before proceeding to his mother’s room Todoroki interlocks your fingers with his for obvious reasons so that you can no longer drift away from him while heading there.
The moment Todoroki slides the door to his mother’s room open you were unexpectedly met with the same woman you were with no more than five minutes ago. You and Rei exchanged a look of astonishment as Todoroki introduced you as his significant other while he guided you into the room by the small of your back. Your thoughts spiraled into oblivion as you concealed the embarrassment after recalling your encounter with Todoroki’s mother. Rei only looks at you with soft eyes and a gentle smile before expressing, “(Name), was it? So nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you from my dear Shouto.”
Kaminari loved to think of himself as some kind of suave lady killer, but honestly he was a total wreck.
Please don’t call him out, just let him have his fantasies.
Boy has played all kind of dating sims, but of course the real world is way more complicated and chaotic.
Falling asleep on his shoulder is a classic example, but there’s no dialogue tree this time.
He runs through every situation in his head, but nothing seems to work.
He can’t wake you up. That would be rude.
He could try to shift you to be more comfortable, but that might wake you.
He eventually settles on just sitting still and letting you be until you wake up, and that eventually turns to him falling asleep with his head on yours.
Todoroki:
You and Todoroki had been on a studying date at his place, and you had been reading and drilling for hours on his floor and low table.
It had never come up before, but it seemed that sitting right next to him either made the space just a little warmer or colder depending on which side you sat on.
Today, you sat on his left.
The long hours of work had left you worn out, and between the warmth of being next to him and your increasingly heavy eyelids it only made sense that you would eventually fall asleep.
He was in the middle of reviewing a history topic out loud when he felt something gently slump onto his shoulder.
A quick glance to the side confirmed what he suspected.
The problem wasn’t that you were asleep, or that leaning on his shoulder made him uncomfortable, emotionally. He was just uncomfortable physically.
He wanted to let you sleep, but wasn’t sure how to do it.
Gently rest your head in his lap? That might be awkward when you wake up.
Let you rest on the floor? Maybe if he had a pillow or two handy he could make it comfortable, but he’d have to get up to get some.
Maybe he could just ignore it and let you be?
He tried to maneuver his left arm to better hold his book when you started sliding forward and your head hit the edge of the table.
He felt bad about how he technically was the one that caused you to bump your head, but he tried to make it better.
You woke up alone this morning. Your husband was nowhere near you and his side of the bed was already cold. Probably a mission.
Even if you knew that marrying a pro hero was accepting things like that, and even if it had been years, you always felt bad. Firstly because you felt alone but mostly because you were worried. Everything could happen and you would be useless.
Of course you knew that Shouto was one of the strongest hero of this generation and that he was careful enough not to be too badly hurt. But things could happen. You always had your phone next to you in case Shouto called you. In case an hospital called you. You feared every calls and waited for it at the same time.
Getting out of bed you tried to put on your slippers but something caught your attention. It was a piece of paper. You frowned but took it anyway.
“It’s cold outside, you should put on the red scarf you like so much.”
You smiled lightly. Even when he wasn’t here, Shouto managed to be attentioned. What a man. You put the note in your pocket and went to the kitchen. There was another paper next to coffee maker.
“I made you an iced tea, if you don’t want coffee today. It’s in the fridge.”
When did he find the time to make this ?
And another in you dressing.
“The red scarf. It looks good on you.”
And before you got out of the house, taped to the front door.
“My bad, everything looks good on you.”
You giggled a little. And then opened the door. Behind it was standing a half asleep Shouto, ready to go back to bed. He didn’t seem to be wounded or anything, just extenuated. He smiled at you and arranged your scarf a little.
“Good choice.”
“I have a good fashion adviser.” He nodded, proud of himself. “Now go to bed, I’m making soba tonight.”
His tired face lighted up.
“God, you’re the best.”
A sweet kiss later and you were ready to a full day of work.
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