Ordinary Things

You were naturally pretty strong but you'd still let him treat you like a lady- carrying your bag, making sure you walked on the inside of the side-walk, opening doors for you, etc. He loved doing them for you.

Whenever he'd see someone ogling you or eyeing you up, he'd have his arm around you- slung over your shoulder or on your waist. It didn't matter that he knew you could hold your own in a fight, he was possessive and protective. No one made his woman feel uncomfortable.

Little did he know you felt the same about him.

During one of the fights with Jabber, you ran into him while trying to find the others and it only took one glance at how Jabber was mocking Zanka for you to see red.

Neither Zanka nor Jabber saw it coming.

One second you were watching from the corner. The next? You were hurling down at Jabber, your vital instrument activated, your eyes glowing with it and intense rage.

“No one fucking touches him!! Understand?!”

Zanka may or may not have thought about proposing that day.

You made sure he recovered well afterwards. Taking care of him while he was getting better from the poison and reminding him that failures only made him stronger. And that this fact was true even for you.

And for once? Zanka believed it. Because it came from you.

Riyo

Oh she's in love.

Even before dating, you both would definitely be friends. Maybe even gotten paired up together for missions randomly.

But the one time she was down and she couldn't get up in time? You were there. Not just defending her but practically thrashing that beast making sure it was completely destroyed.

Then you walked over and extended your hand out to her to help her up, flicks of mud and dust covered your face and you seemed very at ease for someone who just took down a trash beast.

But she didn't miss the way your chest rose up and then down, the fire in your eyes still smoldering from the adrenaline… and she didn't know what she was feeling.

Initially she thought it was a feeling of admiration. Maybe she looked up to you. So she'd follow you around on missions and fights, until you started to notice her too.

And if you've seen her fight? Well… it wasn't long before you realised you liked her. And she liked you too. A lot. You both were always on sync in the field- you had each other's back and knew where to step, what move was next and more.

You never made her feel small though you were stronger than her.

Maybe that's how she found herself in your room, sharing a kiss. Maybe that's why she felt her heart beating faster at every lazy grin you sent her way.

Maybe… she had feelings she needed to address.

Riyo was pretty direct. So before you knew it, you both were a couple. Not just regular kind.

Y'all were the “it couple”. Cool, mysterious, composed and a little unhinged on the outside but completely soft for each other when alone.

You were Riyo’s favorite view and she'd spend hours watching you train or exercise. Any attempts at chasing her away from your muscles were in vain.

Behind closed doors… you were one of the few people she trusted with her past. The secrets she wanted to keep buried in her forever. The reason she still has a gun. Why she's like this.

And you accepted every single part of her.

You were her comfort spot. Someone she trusted enough to be a support for her. She loved your strength, the way you'd always be looking out for her and the subtle ways you'd show your emotions.

She could practically write a book on your micro expressions.

"But (Y/N) looks the same to me..."

"Nah trust me, she's really happy right now."

At night, she'd always find it difficult to sleep and now she always found her way to you.

You also left your door ajar for her. And she crawled in to sleep next to you. She might never admit it… but she never gets those nightmares when she's with you.

You were her person. And her refuge. And she was always gonna love you for that.

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Katsuki

He acts like it’s “no big deal.”

It is, in fact, a very big deal.

Spends an unreasonable amount of time deciding what to wear, then settles on something casual that still makes him look unfairly hot.

Warns you in advance:

“My family’s loud. Don’t take it personally.”

Mitsuki loves you instantly. Absolutely roasts Bakugo in front of you.

Mistuki: “Did you really have to settle for this one…?”

Bakugo: “Mom, I love her. How could- “

Mitsuki: “Shut your trap, I was talking to her!” (you end up laughing)

You hear, “KATSUKI, WHY ARE YOU YELLING?!” at least once.

He’s tense at first, sitting stiff, scowling—until you laugh at something his mom says.

After that? He relaxes. Just a little. And moves closer to you.

If he’s meeting your family, he’s surprisingly polite. Gruff, but polite.

Brings something practical as a gift (good food, something useful).

Your parents are shocked that he says “Yes, ma’am/sir.”

Gets defensive if anyone teases you—even lightly.

Later admits, very quietly,

“Didn’t hate it. Your family’s… fine.”

Which is Bakugo-speak for "I care and that scared me but I liked them."

Iida

Extremely formal invitation. Might accidentally sound like a business email.

Schedules the visit. There is a time slot. Everyone is informed (you're not surprised though)

Cleans his entire house top to bottom. End up apologizing if even a single speck of dust exists.

His family is welcoming but equally structured—very polite, very kind.

Iida introduces you with his full posture, glasses gleaming:

“This is my significant other.”

Gets flustered if someone points out how fond he is of you (it's the truth and you end up melting on the inside)

If he’s meeting your family, he studies. Like, actually studies.

Asks about customs, expectations, preferred greetings.

Shows up early. Too early. Apologizes for being early (again not surprising)

Tries very hard to make a good impression—sometimes too hard (it's adorable to watch…and at times painful)

Your parents find him incredibly respectful and sweet.

When he finally relaxes, he smiles more freely—and stays by your side.

Walks away feeling accomplished, like he passed an exam (which he did…with flying colors).

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Enjin

Pre-Relationship

Enjin’s interest in you is instantaneous. You catch his attention with something bold — standing up for yourself, pulling a stunt, or just refusing to be intimidated.

He’s loud about it, too. “Oi, you’ve got guts! I like that!” Cue everyone else wondering if he’s flirting or starting a fight (answer: both).

He teases and provokes you constantly — half to test your reactions, half because it’s fun watching you rise to the bait.

The more you throw his energy back at him, the more hooked he gets. You match him heat for heat, and he lives for it.

He’s not shy about liking you — but he’ll mask it with bravado and chaos. If someone points it out, though, he’ll get defensive: “What? No, don’t be stupid!”

He does get jealous, loudly. Lots of glaring and grumbling under his breath if someone else’s getting your attention.

Relationship

Enjin is all in once you’re his partner. Zero hesitation, zero shame. He tells everyone — loudly.

“Yeah, that’s my partner! You got a problem with it?!”

Physical affection? Constant. He’s the type to drape himself over you or sling an arm around your shoulders in public.

He’s reckless in fights but fights smarter if you’re watching — he wants to impress you, and he’ll smirk mid-battle if he knows you’re looking.

Words of affirmation, but yelled. “YOU’RE AMAZING!” followed by a grin like he means every word.

When you’re alone, though? He dials it down — still blunt, but softer.

“You’re seriously somethin’ else, y’know that? Don’t go gettin’ hurt.”, he whispers, pressing his forehead to yours.

He gets so protective if you’re injured, and it comes out as anger — yelling at the enemy, at himself, even at you until he calms down.

You two probably bicker constantly, but it’s always playful, the kind of back-and-forth that keeps the spark alive.

Jabber

Pre-Relationship

Jabber doesn’t fall for you normally. It’s more like he gets obsessed with how your brain works or how you react to his nonsense.

He’ll barge into your space at weird hours with some new poison or half-baked idea, like:

“HEY, come look at this thing! Don’t touch it though — it might explode!”

Half the time, you’re like “why are you here?” and he’s like “I dunno, you’re fun to talk to.”

He notices everything about you — your reactions, habits, little quirks — and stores it away. His memory’s freaky good when it comes to you.

If he likes you, he gets weirder. More talkative, more touchy, more dramatic. He’ll go off on tangents mid-conversation just to make you laugh.

When someone asks if he likes you, he’ll probably just grin and go, “Maybe! Maybe not! Who knows?!” …but yeah, he totally does.

Relationship

Dating Jabber is like living in a constant state of mild chaos. You never know what you’ll wake up to — an prank, a weird meal, or him trying to balance junk parts on your head.

He’s affectionate in unconventional ways: weird compliments (“Your face looks scientifically pleasing today”), giving you strange trinkets, or finding you something half-useful, half-bizarre.

Super tactile — hanging off your shoulders, hugging you from behind when he’s bored, stealing your snacks just to see you react.

He’s loud when he’s happy and silent when he’s mad. When he’s quiet, it means someone messed with you — and that’s when people should be afraid.

If you get hurt, he freaks out, but not like most people. He starts rambling fast, panicking through action — patching you up, scolding you while laughing manically, muttering curses at the world.

“You’re okay, right? You better be okay — I didn’t sign up for heartbreak today!”

He loves when you indulge in his eccentricities. Help him with an poison or join in his nonsense, and he’ll fall a little harder.

When he says “I love you,” it’s probably in the middle of chaos. Like mid-laugh, mid-yell, mid-“oh crap, this might blow up.”

“Haha—oh wait. I love you, by the way. Don’t die!”

Weirdly loyal. Like, ride-or-die loyal. He might be a disaster, but once he’s yours, he’s all in — brain, heart, and chaos included.

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It was when Zanka actually smiled at you that all doubt made it’s way out of Enjin’s head. He wasn’t smiling like he usually did… that mask of a smile trying to hide all his true emotions behind a calm exterior. No. This was a genuine smile. From ZANKA. And judging by the way your own face reflected his, this wasn’t a one-sided thing at all.

Enjin grinned manically. Oh, this was going to be good.

After a few hours, Enjin dragged Rudo and Riyo to a room, shutting it behind him before facing them with an evil smirk.

Riyo sighed. “What is it this time?”

“This time?”, Rudo asked, confused. Enjin’s smirk grew wider at that.

“It means he’s got a plan. A stupid one at that”, Riyo replied before Enjin could answer. Enjin cleared his throat.

“As rudely as she’s put it, it’s true that I’ve got a plan. A plan to get Zanka and (Y/N) together!”

Rudo’s mouth dropped. Riyo looked stunned for a moment… before she sported a grin of her own.

“Let’s do it.”

Operation Lovebirds: was a go.

It started with a game night.

Enjin invited the whole gang, including you and Zanka.

You slowly opened the door to the room, looking around, seeing no one but Zanka. You gave him a small wave and a slight smile which he responded to with a nod of his head. He got up and walked over.

“Guess the others are late…”, he murmured. You nodded, swallowing deeply. The others were certainly taking their time.

Suddenly, your chokers started buzzing. Everyone started talking all at once, offering a stream of excuses. Seems like the entire Cleaners group decided to not come. All at the same time.

“What the… why’s everyone bailing?”

Zanka nodded, his head tilting a little. “Kinda suspicious if you look at it…”

Outside the door, peering in through the keyhole, Enjin had to bite his tongue not to swear. How could everyone send the damn excuses at the same time?! Riyo was turning red from trying to hide her laughter as Rudo blinked, not knowing what words of comfort to give the blonde haired man who looked ready to gnaw his fingernails off.

“They can’t leave… they need to confess already…”

Rudo blinked again. “Why?”, he asked, simply. “You’ve never been to…hell-bent on getting (Y/N) with anyone else before…”

Enjin stopped his frantic murmuring and sighed. He looked at your face through the keyhole before turning back to Rudo. Rudo’s breath hitched in his throat. A sad smile spread across Enjin’s face.

“Why… cause she’s my little sister, isn’t she? I gotta look after her… and Zanka… he’s someone who’s grown a lot. The kinda guy I know will grow right alongside her. Someone who knows how to take care of someone… love someone… even if they’re not perfect.”

Enjin smiled again. “Cause I want her to be happy. Even without me by her side.”

Rudo stared at him. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, Enjin gasped softly, back arching as he peeped into the keyhole again.

Zanka had taken your hand just as you were about to leave. You turned around, confused. His eyes were darker than usual. His mouth opened and closed a few times before sighing.

“I’ve got something to tell you.”

Enjin looked ready to dive into the room through the hole with how he was peering in.

Your eyes widen just a fraction. “What is it?”

Zanka gulped, looking around frantically, before his eyes landed back on you. He looked determined though the tip of his ears were dusted pink.

“I like you.”

Silence echoed across all the rooms. Not a single breath could be heard. Until you whispered-

“Are you serious?”

Zanka chuckled, moving closer, your hand still in his. “When am I not? I mean it… I really do… and you do not have to give a response… I just wanted to let you know.”

“The hell does he mean, don't have to give a response?”, Enjin grumbled from outside, “He needs to know how she feels.”

“Well… Zanka… I do have a response. And I’m surprised it wasn’t clear already.”

You laughed softly. “I like you too…”

Zanka stopper breathing for a moment as he allowed his eyes to fully settle on you. His hand slowly slid up your face, cupping your cheek. Your eyes fluttered shut and open as his thumb brushed gently against your cheek bone. You both slowly started to lean closer… your lips barely a breath away when-

“ALRIGHT THAT'S ENOUGH! ZANKA YOU ARE NOT KISSING MY SISTER!”

Enjin’s voice boomed through the room as you both startled, moving apart. Rudo was clinging desperately to his waist trying to pull him back as Riyo continued to cackle in the back.

You glared at him, fuming. “Enjin, how DARE you!? Were you spying on us?!”

Enjin was at a loss for words as he stuttered, “Well- it wasn't- it wasn't spying! It was more like…PARENTAL GUIDANCE!”

“BUT YOU AREN'T A PARENT NOR DO YOU GIVE MUCH GUIDANCE!”

You both continued to tear at each other's throats for another hour. As Rudo and Riyo tried their best to help break you both apart.

No one noticed Zanka having a mental breakdown that his mentor didn't approve of his relationship with you. He sank quietly to the floor and stayed there, eyes empty.

No one knew though… that on the inside Enjin was relieved. Happy. Elated. But like most older brothers… it was his life mission to never show it. And so the fight continued.

Just another typical day at the Cleaner’s HQ.

Thank you so much for reading! It's been a while since I wrote so I might seem a little rusty 🥺🩷