glasses are cute

As Nijimura spoke, she felt the grip on her wrist growing tighter. She cursed under her breath. Nijimura noticed her uneasiness and didn’t hesitate. So did the men– one of them threw a punch, an Nijimura was quick enough to evade it. 

No.. he evaded it thoughtlessly. As if it was on instinct. The other one ran over to him for another punch, while the one holding her wrist started to pull her back. And at that time, as Nijimura started beating up the other two, she did what she could possibly do at that time.. 

She bit the man’s arm. 

As expected, he let go, and she was now out of his grasp. Desperately, she grabbed her bag on the ground, and by the time she approached Nijimura, the two guys were on the ground. 

She picked up Nijimura’s bag, before handing it to him. Now, the guy that pulled her back was out of sight, obviously scared. 

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he asks, gently taking his bag and her hands, observing where the guy was holding unto pretty hard. 

“I’m.. I’m okay,” she blushed, quickly yanking her hand away, obviously flustered. She didn’t mean to be rude, but Nijimura was doing too much.. 

“No, it’s okay.” Nijimura waved a hand. “We should put some ice on that, or else the bruise’ll grow to be even worse.” 

“I’ll do it once I go home, don’t worry.” she pronounced every word carefully, as if she was now fully conscious about how she spoke. she places a strand of hair behind her ear. Because apparently.. she cared about what she looked like right now.. 

“All right. And ah, may I catch your name.. miss?” he smiles, as they started walking. She felt herself blushing even more as they did. What was happening to her?! 

“I’m (Last Name) (First Name).” she introduces. 

“You have a beautiful name,” he compliments. “I’m Nijimura Shuzo.” 

“A-Ah,” she blushed again, already knowing his name. “Nijimura-kun, thank you for saving me. I wouldn’t know what situation I would’ve been in now if you didn’t appear.” 

“You’re more than welcome,” he says. Why was he so nice? It made her heart flutter even more. “Say, where do you live?” 

Her eyes widened, “W-Where do I.. live?” 

“Yeah, like where do you live?” he chuckles, noticing how nervous she was being. It didn’t grow off as annoying to him. In fact, he found it cute. “I’ll walk you home.” 

“Not too far from here,” she shakily points at a certain direction, taken back by Nijimura’s kindness. 

The walk to (Name)’s house wasn’t quiet, but it also wasn’t loud. It wasn’t awkward, thank God. Even if they didn’t talk for an amount of time, Nijimura’s presence was comforting. And deep inside.. she liked the feeling. 

Once they reach her front door, she grew a bit sad. She wanted to see him again. She wanted to become closer to him. He was so nice. 

“How do I say this? Thank you again, Nijimura-kun. Thank you, by a lot.” she smiles. Nijimura returns it. 

“You’re welcome, (Name).” his gaze drops on her hand. “And uh.. I want to make sure that you’ll really be taking care of that bruise of yours, let me see it tomorrow.” 

Her heart skipped a beat, and she smiled even wider. “Of.. of course!” 

BAKUGO:

“Whew, whew, the plane’s coming, (Name)!” Kaminari laughed, gently shoving a plastic bag inside (Name)’s mouth. Bakugo, who was standing a few meters away, at the sight of this, stomped his way over.

“Oi!” Bakugo yelled, standing in between (Name) and Kaminari. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, you baka?!” he didn’t give Kaminari a chance to reply, “You’ve been pissing me off since yesterday! Nobody hurts (Name), do you want to—“ he holds up his hand, fiery explosions occurring. “.. Die?”

“Katsuki,” (Name) sighed, motioning Kaminari, who was chuckling awkwardly, to go as she didn’t want him to enter thatg duel her boyfriend challenged him into.. Kaminari and her were best friends, everybody knew about that. And besides, only he knew about her secret.. “You should really stop threatening everyone. Especially Denki. Lately, you’ve always been threatening him.”

“Well, maybe because he’s always with you,” he glares, sitting next to her. “You think I’d let anyone do that to you?” he says slowly, glancing at her, his emotion not changing at all, and gaze dropping on Kaminari again. “Does he want to die? Huh?” he scowls, about to make his way over, but (Name) pulled him back.

It flattered her how protective he was being. But.. it was quite scary to plenty. She decided now would be the right time to tell him.

“Hey, I need to tell you something.” she mutters, catching the full attention of the male. Now, hearing her say that, it made thoughts run around his mind. “Katsuki, calm down, and tear your threats to Denki from your mind.”

“What?” he was confused as hell.

“I.. eat plastic.” that sounded so wrong. Her heart pounded, and her cheeks flushed. It was so embarrassing. It sounded like she didn’t eat anything else but that. Bakugo continued to stare at her, an unamused look on his face.

“Well,” he shrugs. “If you do, I won’t judge you for that.” he gives her a mischievous smile, making her smile as well. Then, he turns on his heel, a different aura coming off from him. “Now.. where’s that electricity boy?!”

IIDA:

“Here, do you want some?” Iida hands her a cotton candy. She smiled, her eyes on the stick, rather than the candy itself. The thing was, she wasn’t a fan of sweets.. or normal food. Right now, she didn’t know if she could tell Iida.It was just so weird. But she figured she should do it now.

“Actually,” she says, motioning Iida to eat the cotton candy. Then, grabs the stick. She stares at it for a while, heart beating fast. Was she really going to say it now? “Just.. don’t avoid me once you find out.. please?”

Iida grew nervous. “Of course, (Name)..” he nods slowly, pushing up his glasses. He was incredibly nervous, it made her panic. What if he did avoid her?

“You see, part of my quirk is to be able to eat organic materials,” she says, taking a bite off the stick. “Unlike normal food, it doesn’t hurt my throat. And odd enough, my quirk grows stronger when I do.” she finishes the wooden stick, eyeing her boyfriend that was shocked as hell.

“Y-you know,” Iida wildly uses his hand motions again, “For me, as long as you’re you, it doesn’t matter. If that’s what makes you comfortable, then I will support it, of course! You should’ve told me sooner, (Name).”

“Sooner,” she frowns, “It’s embarrassing, you know it.”

“In a world full of embarrassing and weird quirks, it’s not much different from everyone else’s.” he reassures. “But as long as you’re you, you are different, believe me..” he looks away, and she could feel herself smiling.

Nobody has told her that weird thing she did was okay. Sure, they would sympathise and all, but with him, it made her feel even more special, and it made her love herself even more.

“Aww, thank you so much, Tenya!” she giggles, moving closer and kissing his cheek. The megane blushed.

“O-of course, (Name).. Anything for you.”

TODOROKI:

Her stomach was rumbling.

She had already eaten breakfast, but since her and Todoroki were together as of today, hanging out with each other, she didn’t get to eat lunch. And now, the sun was setting. Organic materials was where she got her strength. She constantly needed it.

She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the paper in her boyfriend’s hand. Her gaze trailed from her hand intertwined with his, before dropping on his face. Maybe today was the right time to tell him. She wasn’t the serious type, but this has always been something she was insecure about. Yeah, she might as tell him.

“Shoto,” she stopped in her tracks. The male also stopped, looking back at her, obviously worried. She smiles and leads him to a nearby bench. Todoroki was about to throw the paper away, but she stops him. “I need to tell you something.”

She didn’t know how they started dating in the first place. They were so different. He was so splendid in everything, and she wasn’t. Everybody knew him. She wasn’t as known. But that didn’t matter.. the only thing that did, was that they were together.. right?

“This has been something that’s always been bothering me,” she couldn’t help but look away.

“(Name), what’s wrong?” his voice was low, and she felt him squeeze her hand in reassurance. “It’s okay to tell me.”

“It’s part of my quirk. You should know that I release poison from my fingertips. And one of the things that keep my body going and make my quirk even more powerful is by eating organic materials,” she motions to the paper in his hand, “Eating normal food sometimes hurts my throat, and I always end up with a sore one.”

Todoroki couldn’t help but notice her expression as she spoke. She was so.. insecure. “If it’s for your wellbeing, there’s nothing wrong with that. I’m glad you’ve told me.” he smiled softly, making her heart do a few backflips.

“You don’t.. think it’s a turn-off?” she asks slowly. She thought that if she told that to anyone, she’d be less of a person, or a friend, or a partner.. but the way Todoroki looked at her, as if she was the most precious thing alive..

“Why would I think of it as a turn off?” he sighed. “Please remember, (Name).. you’re beautiful. Very.” he turned to her.

Her heart pounded, and once again, heat rose up her cheeks. Then, she holds out her hand. Todoroki places his hand on it.

“Seijuro,” she murmured, her smile widening as she pulled him in a hug. She missed him so much. Akashi, of course, hugged her back. When she pulled away, the male sighed. “I just.. I really wanted to see you. It’s been a while..” she wanted to say ‘right?’, but decided to keep it to herself. 

“I’m sorry, (Name).” he apologised. He felt bad. It wasn’t her, he loved her so much. But it concerned his family, and he didn’t want her to be involved with that. “But I’ve been very busy, and..” 

A door opening was heard from upstairs. Akashi looked up, his brows furrowing, before taking in his girlfriend’s hand in his, gently pulling her with him to the front door. (Name) was confused, but stayed quiet. “What’s wrong?” 

“You should’ve told me you were coming,” Akashi said slowly. “If he found out you were here, he would forbid me to have any relations to you whatsoever.” he says. Now, his words just made (Name) even more confused. She knew, but.. 

“I-” “Seijuro.” 

She didn’t get to finish her sentence, as she felt a strong force push her out of the house. The door was then shut right in her face, and she had to stand there for a short moment to process what just happened. She looked down on her hand, seeing a small scratch. 

Akashi pushed her out of his house. 

Yeah, that’s what happened. 

She didn’t know what to feel. After all, she wasn’t used to people pushing her out of their houses. Instead of feeling sad, she was mad. She wasn’t the type to have self-pity, and overcome with anger, she sent him a message. 

‘Nice going, Seijuro.’ 

She takes a deep breath to calm herself down as she made her way down the steps. She then continued to walk until she was out of his property. Now, she didn’t want anything to do with him. She felt upset, mad, annoyed, and sad. She decided to just go home. 

Why would he do that? How could he do that? Once she reached her house, she stomped inside and into her room. When she entered her place, it seems as if all anger flew away and was replaced by sorrow. How.. could he do that? 

She sat down on the edge of her bed, feeling the tears sting her eyes. Her phone buzzed, receiving a message. 

‘I’m so sorry, (Name). Please forgive me, what I did was wrong.’ 

She decided to ignore it. Her heart ached, as she wasn’t pleased with doing so, but again, her emotions were getting ahead of her. She covers her face with her hands and cries silently, her phone continuously buzzing. 

‘I love you.’ 

‘I’m so sorry, love.’ 

‘I’m in the wrong, I’m so sorry.’ 

She was doing so well with ignoring him, until she heard the doorbell ring. Of course, she couldn’t ignore that, too. So being the responsible child she was, made her way to the front door and answered it. As she did, she was wiping her eyes dry from the tears. 

On the other side of the door, Akashi’s heart ached. He felt so, so guilty. He shouldn’t of have done that to her, he should’ve just lead her outside gently, he felt like a bad boyfriend. A bad person. But once he saw her wiping her eyes, he didn’t know his heart would hurt even more. He gripped the bouquet tighter. 

“(Name),” he said softly, not hesitating to pull her into his arms. At the action, she couldn’t help but cry again. “I’m so sorry.” 

He ran his fingers through her hair. Well, now that they’ve made up, he might as well explain his side. “My father is home. I loved your surprise, but he wouldn’t be satisfied. You should’ve told me, but it’s still my fault. I’m sorry, love.” 

“It’s.. it’s okay, Sei.” she looked up, “Now that you’ve said that, I understand.” 

He smiled softly, thinking to himself, just how lucky he is to have such a wonderful girlfriend. He moves closer to put a strand of hair behind her ear and hands her the bouquet of flowers, “I love you, so much.” 

“I love you too,” she grinned. She held up her hand and gently caressed his cheek, making him notice the bandage on her right hand. This was new, he was sure. He gently placed his hand on top of hers, before observing it. 

“What happened?” he asks softly, his eyes glued to the small wound. 

“Uh.. about that, when you pushed me, a thorn from the flowers kinda grazed my hand, but–” she paused, knowing this was going to make him feel even more guilty. “I’m okay, really. Don’t worry about me.” 

“I’m sorry, (Name).” he says again, “You know I didn’t want to hurt you.. right? I’d give up everything to keep you safe.” his voice grew softer, much more different than before. He was guilty as hell. 

“Don’t look at me like that, Seijuro.” her heart ached just seeing and hearing him say that. She frowned, before moving closer to kiss his cheek, “I’m okay, really. I love you, that’s all that matters.” 

He frowned, obviously still unsatisfied. He was so different, she couldn’t help but let out a soft giggle, earning a confused look from him, “What’s with the laugh?” he asked curiously. 

“Nothing, you’re just.. really adorable. Do you know that?” she teased, poking his nose. “Really handsome, too. But most importantly, so sweet and nice. I’m lucky to have you.” 

He was taken back by her words, but he wasn’t going to let his mode of surprises end here. He gently grabs her hand, “Do you want to go out?” 

She knew how this was going to go already. He was going to spoil her again. I mean.. not that she didn’t like it, but sometimes, it was too much. 

“Well–” 

“Let me make it up to you,” he smiles. Years of dating, yet she still wasn’t used to how generous he always was.