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A Match Into Water » Midoriya Izuku

WORDCOUNT : 3.3k words.

WARNINGS : smut, fluff, prohero!au, car sex, emo!deku who’s a bit awkward, fingering, dacryphilia, choking, belt buckle humping, unprotected sex, cum eating, oral (one instance, m -> f), rimming (one instance, m -> f), language.

A/N : my love, @printhes, asked for “raunchy car sex with emo deku while mcr or pierce the veil plays in the background...” so this is for you, my dear. <3

You’re on the side of the road, stranded and soaked with a storm raging humorlessly overhead you. Your car sits uselessly, lifelessly beside you. And to add unto to your situation, you actually managed to lock yourself out of it, too.

Really, great.

And it’s cold—freezing, actually. You can feel, have no choice but to feel, the slosh and mush of your socks in your boots, slipping every couple of steps as you attempt to walk all the way home or, at the very least, to seek cover somewhere. Anywhere.

But then a car traveling much too slow, even given the rain, pulls to a stop beside you. Apprehensively, you hasten, not wanting yet another issue to grace you when you hear a suspiciously familiar voice call out. To you. For you.

Your head whips around and a crazed man sticking his head out of the driver-side door gestures for you to come closer, but you really don’t, can’t recall who this is—

“It’s me! Midoriya!” Huh? “Deku!”

Deku? Deku from Yuuei? That fucking nerd?

Nonetheless, you patter on over, blinking hesitantly as you eye the expensive, leather interior of his car as he holds the door open for you, then to your sopping, wet clothes.

He must notice, ‘cause he’s rushing out a It’s okay! It’s fine! Just get in before you catch a cold! And you ease yourself onto the seat, wincing at the audible slap! and squelch when you sit down, shifting awkwardly in attempt to relieve your guilt. It doesn’t.

“Don’t worry,” he chuckles, scarred hands flipping the heat on to MAX, shrugging his hoodie off with his—Christ, with his sleeve of tattoos on display. You gape from behind the safety of the hair clinging to your face, cheeks heating up because this is not the Deku you remember. Not at all.

“Here.” He hands the black hoodie over to you with a smile that takes you back years and years. Memories beginning to flood into your mind. He was so nice back then, and apparently, even now. Obviously. You hear about him on the news all the time, reports of his overseas and domestic herowork, he helps everyone—Japan’s pride and joy!

But he’s—He looks..

“Are you okay?” You snap out of your trance, eyes flitting from his biceps littered with intricate designs, to the hints of inky thorns peaking from the collar of his t-shirt, to his.. his fucking piercings. So many, littered across his ears, his lips, his—

“Ah, sorry!” He shouts. “Uh,” He reaches into the backseat, grabs a small towel of sorts and shoves it to his face, completely obscuring his vision.

“You can change into that if you’d like. I’m sorry, um, I just don’t want you to get sick and I don’t live nearby. I know you don’t live close, either. I mean! Shit.. I’ve just, um, I’m friends with Shinsou actually! And he talks about you! And, wow, this probably sounds really stupid and creepy. I promise it’s—”

You laugh, palm slapping your mouth as you gawk at him muttering from beneath what seems to be his used (sweaty) workout towel, “I’ll get changed then. Thank you, Midoriya.”

He sighs, visibly melting into his seat as he turns away, tips of his ears blooming crimson in an incredibly, endearingly Deku way.

While he offers you some privacy, you begin to work your top off, cringing at the way you have to forcibly peel the fabric off your skin, carefully—as carefully as you can, setting it on the floor. Only then do you realize that you’re actually soaked, all the way through, bra included. You shift a bit. Then realize your underwear is ruined too.

“Um,” you start. Deku’s shoulders stiffening on your call, “I’m really wet.” Jesus christ.

“I mean! Like, through every layer. So, uh..” You trail off. What the fuck are you even saying?

He huffs a soft breath, “I don’t mind, really. You can just.. wear the hoodie.” Just the hoodie, is what he means to say, and now your cheeks are flushing with warmth.

It’s strange, really. You haven’t seen this man in, what? Five years? But you’re thoughtlessly stripping yourself nude in his passenger seat, shucking his regular sized—oversized for you—hoodie over your head.

The hem pools just above your knees, to your relief, but you’re burning with the realization that you’re sitting on his clothes absolutely naked.

“I’m.. You can look now.”

Deku takes a second to lower the towel from his eyes, carefully, as politely as one can be. He glances over at you, eyes already wide, blowing even wider when he takes in your appearance. Wet hair, drowning in his clothes.

“S-Sorry I don’t have any other spare clothes to, uh, offer you.”

“I don’t mind! Thank you.. Really.” You answer too quickly.

Deku smiles, fingers fidgeting nervously like he used to before he messes with the temperature again, “Is it warm enough for you?” You nod.

“What happened anyway?” You blink over at him, concern pulled between his brows.

“Ah, my car broke down. I think it was my battery, given the rain or.. something.” He nods, lips pursing with another question ready to fire.

“You headed home in that case?”

“Yeah! I..” You trail off, messing with the sleeves of his hoodie. You can’t ask him to drive you home. You can’t. You live so far away and the weather’s so—

“I don’t mind the drive! If that’s what you’re thinking.” God, how is he so.. “Or we can wait it out?”

“Here?”

He turns toward you, “Yeah, I.. I know a little about cars, can take a look at yours when the rain settles.”

You hum, mulling it over for a moment. “If you don’t mind.. and if you’re not busy! Yeah, that sounds—” you giggle awkwardly, choked with a shiver, “sounds good.”

Then it’s quiet, save for the rain beating down on the roof of the car and your shared, rhythmic breathing. It’s too quiet.

And you’re fixating on the pile of wet clothes soaking his floor mats—his expensive looking floor mats—your unclothed cunt, and the intrusive notion that you might stink. Do people stink when they’re wet? You can’t recall the last rain-drenched person you smelled, for better or for worse, and that puts you on edge.

Also, probably your most crucial fixation: How hot Deku’s become. Seriously, who knew that—

“Wanna listen to some music?”

“Huh?”

“Oh, sorry. I was just wondering if you’d wanna—”

“Yes! I mean, that sounds good.” Thick fingers undo his seatbelt, leaning close, leaning across your lap, reaching into the glovebox to pull his phone out. You hold your breath when you feel his warm skin bump your thigh.

“S-Sorry.”

Deku fumbles around with the device for a minute before offering your choice of music to which you humbly decline, “It’s your car, go right ahead.” He scratches at his neck, scrolls through his music, you presume, for a few moments before you interrupt.

“Anything’s fine, Midoriya.”

“I’m, uh..” He pouts, shooting you a weary look, “why don’t you go ahead and—”

Then his finger slips, thumb slapping across the massive SHUFFLE button as a song you haven’t heard in a while, no, not that long ago, blasts through the speakers. It’s loud, Pierce The Veil rattling your eardrums nostalgically until you make the connection that Midoriya listens to..

Deku listens to.. emo music?

Suddenly his dramatic change in appearance since high school makes so much more sense but..

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to! I just have some, uh, some old songs on here.” He moves to pause it, but you’re lunging forward, latching onto his wrist as you shout no!

“Keep it. I like it.”

“You do?” You swear his eyes light up, letting his phone fall into his lap, “I mean, of course you do. I remember from high school.”

“You do?”

He chuckles, eyes squinting together as he beams down at you. “Yeah, I kinda had a—um.”

“Had a what?” You hug the sleeve of your hoodie to your cheek, giggling, “tell me, Deku!”

You shake his arm, amused as he gapes and stutters, arms rising to shield his face despite your efforts.

“Okay, okay! I had a.. a little bit of a crush on you back then.”

You gasp, genuinely. Grip going slack as you stare at the man before you. Despite the heat exploding through your chest and the fact that you can feel your stomach quite literally flipping into your throat, you feel cold—exposed, with your bare legs digging into the center console, Deku’s hoodie riding up in the back as warm air blows directly onto your.. Your...

“Oh.”

He chokes up in reply, lips curling in as he bites down on them, expression falling, “Oh?”

You reel away, “No! I meant—” Your back slams into the passenger side door as your head thumps heavily, loudly against the glass, “Fuck!” You curl into yourself, knees to your chest as you bury your face, so at the very least, he doesn’t see your stupid face or the stupid tears pearling against your lashes.

“Uh..! Your—” Deku whips his head around, his face colliding with the window. Loudly. “Ow!”

You jolt, peaking up at him when you feel cool air hit your.. your fucking— “Oh my god..”

“No, it’s okay! I didn’t see anything!”

“Then how would you,” your words die off instantaneously.

You both go silent, ears ringing with his words echoing in your, and likely his, mind like a drum. All the while, the music numbs your brain. You feel like you’re falling, tossed back to the days where you were young, inexperienced, naive, days where you and him dove head first into danger, when you didn’t care about the consequences.

“Midoriya?”

He’s still glued to the window, forehead pressed up against it as fog clouds around his fiery skin, burning in embarrassment.

You bite your cheek, sit up on your knees and lean over his way, “Deku.”

He twists around in surprise, lips parting in a gasp because you’re so close that he can smell you. You can count the dark lashes hanging over his heavy eye bags, that familiar, anxious dread you never liked to see etched onto his face.

No, you don’t want to see that. You want.. You want to.. You want to be honest.

“I liked you, too.”

“What?” His head thumps into yours and he’s apologizing profusely, jittery hands hovering over your shoulders like he’s afraid to touch you. You press yourself into him, let his hands feel you, bold curiosity swallowing your hesitation whole.

“I said, I had a.. a little bit of a crush on you, Deku.” Your fingers reach for his neck, tugging at the waves sitting messily at the nape of his neck.

“Your hair’s longer now.” You blink up at the boy, drowning in his pretty, emerald eyes, “a’lots changed since then, hm?”

He sighs, soft airy puffs ghosting over you as as you close the distance, palming his cheek. Deku nods, gulping when you eye his lips, the twine of ink on his skin, you peer down, closer, at his swollen chest.

Deku hums, hands on your shoulders smoothing down your arms, gripping you just slightly, “Some things have, yeah.”

It’s like lightning, is what it feels like—what this feels like. Electric, buzzing, faster than anything you’ve ever felt before in your life. This connection. It stings you, makes your eyes water and flash with excitement; his too. You feel it, you know Deku does too. This inexplicable force drawing you to him, him to you.

You shift, let your arms snake entirely around his girthy neck, pulling him close, a breath away, “Only some?”

“Mhm.” Deku slips his hold down to your waist, tugging at his hoodie, pulling you over the middle until you’re sitting on his thighs, blowing your mind with how.. how different he is, “Still like you though.”

It’s too much, really. Too much for you. Him.

You’re tumbling into his lips a second later, meshing together so perfectly your heart soars into your throat, like something you’ve always wanted but never did. Something missing; something old but new and fresh and fantastically exhilarating. It’s Deku.

His timid hands stiffen with confident vigor, digging into your waist, pulling your incredibly close as he sucks the air straight from your lungs. You tug on his shirt, needy. Christ, you’ve never felt so needy, so desperate.

“Deku..” You sigh into his mouth, thighs clenching his when you feel the cold, metallic surface of his belt buckle press into your core. It's too much, too good. You moan against him, roll your hips into the feeling.

Deku groans when he realizes what you’re doing, soft and raw, pulling away to peer down at where his hoodie flips up, your messy, little cunt aching to be touched.

“Fuck, you’re so cute—” That’s enough to have you squirming, humping his buckle with fervor with only the sounds of you and him panting alongside the slow rainfall.

Large hands seek your hips, but you want more, need more, and guide them lower. His touch almost stings on your ass, but once he feels you, he can’t get enough, grips your cheeks hard, pulling and tugging you all over him until you’re sputtering his nickname into his collarbone, creaming on the cool metal.

“So good, christ, you're doing so good.” His voice shakes a bit, thumbs circling your flesh as you come down, clinging to him.

“Deku, please..”

“What do you need, baby?”

You nuzzle his shoulder, lashes fluttering up at him as your tongue glides over his throat, a finger inching around his tattoo, “Lemme see you. I wanna.”

He smiles into the crown of your head, calloused fingers clasping between your softer ones, sliding your palm down his chest, his abdomen, guiding you beneath the thin material and letting you take over.

The song ends as you tug his shirt up, My Chemical Romance coming onto play as you giggle, Deku planting his lips on yours to shut you up while you grope his chest, pull back, gaze at the dark, inky swirls littering his skin.

He’s got a hand dusting over your cheeks as you take the sight of him in, the other curling around your middle as you bat your lashes so prettily, too prettily, up at him.

“Can I fuck you to this song?”

Before you can react, before you can muster even a gasp at his bold profession, Deku’s flipping you over, letting his seat drop back as you sink into the warm leather, pulling your thighs to his waist, “Can I? Please?”

His lips press into your forehead, to your nose, your cheeks, so sweet that you let him push your knees to your chin, let him curse at the sight of your swollen cunt, let him pull you apart and praise you despite the rain letting up or being on the side of the road, no less. He’s just so.. different now. So—

“Deku..” You mewl, clamping your legs together when he pinches ever so slightly at your bud, but he’s whispering sweet nothings into your ear, sliding his fingers into your cunt so gently that you might cream from that alone.

“Always wanted this, you know? Wanted to feel this sweet pussy on my fingers, my cock, too, of course.”

Your head’s spinning, eyes watering with so much need, “Please, please, Deku. Do it, want you so bad.”

“I know, baby. Don’t want to hurt you though.”

You’re raising your hips off the seat, chasing more, more, more, the drive to feel him deep inside your cunt making you dizzy, “Don’t care! Please, Izuku. Just put it inside.”

You’re too busy blubbering and squirming to notice the way his expression falls, eyes glossing over, dark, hungry, starving.

“Say that again?” You hear him messing with his belt as he fucks you open with his fingers, faster, seeking something while you mewl, blissfully unaware of the leaky head of his cock fisted in his hand. Your lips part once more, “Need you, Izuku. Please, fuck me. Izu—Ah!”

Deku shushes you with his thumb, the taste of your cunt flooding your senses as he eases his cock into you, your eyes blowing like saucers by the sheer girth splitting you apart. So big, you can feel every throbbing vein pulse against your walls, spreading so thin you almost can’t breathe.

“It’s—” You’re entirely caught off guard, winded, but he’s pawing at your clit, sucking at your throat, “You can take it. Take it for me. Please.”

And, of course, you agree, nodding incessantly as you suck in and swallow, relaxing in his hold as he fills you well past your limit, the head of his cock kissing your cervix.

“Goddamn, baby..” He drawls, teeth bared against your neck, “So tight, had no idea you’d feel so good. So good for me. Fucking perfect, all for me.”

The weight of him has his cock sinking immeasurably deep within you, balls grinding into your ass as he pumps you slow and hard, whining when you claw at his back, his waist, anything you can reach.

“Izuku, ngh..! More!”

You feel the car shaking with the force of his thrusts, steadily speeding up, harder, his eyes fluttering to yours ever so often, cupping your cheek as if to check on you, if you’re okay. But you need more, tugging his hands down until they’re wrapped around your throat, you want him to smother you. You’ll take every bit.

While you’re starving for air, mouth agape, letting him huff and pant into you, drool his spit into you, you feel your cunt squeezing and pulling at his cock. Deku’s close, too, you can tell, when he drops his head to your chest, moaning unashamed as you milk him for everything he’s got.

“Baby, m’gonna—” His hips stutter, palms clamped around your knees as he forces himself incredibly deep, “gonna fill you up, shit, like I always should’ve—should’ve been doing all along.”

You writhe in his grip, going silent as your orgasm shakes you, cunt spasming in time with his thrusts, pulling his cum into your womb.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He’s crying, plugging you up for a moment before he pulls out, in awe with the way your chest heaves, watching your cunt leak with white down your slit, seeping into your ass, seconds away from dripping onto the seat.

“Ah, Deku, it’s gonna—”

He shushes you, swooping down to drag his tongue across your slit, then, swallowing the cum that pools at your ass into his mouth. His fingers plugging your sensitive cunt.

“Deku!” You cry out, squirming away, but he holds you still, tonguing your ass for a moment longer, groaning, before he comes up again, wiping at his chin. “Mm, so good. ”

You bring your sleeves to your face, burning with so many emotions, feelings you can’t even fathom, as your body recovers from your climax. He’s grinning at you, cheeky, collapsing on top of you as his fingers find your jaw, holding you so softly, eyes burning with so much adoration.

He presses a kiss to your nose. “Rain’s stopped.”

“Yeah,” you wriggle you arms around him, raking through his curls, sighing as he sits you up, back onto his lap, nose brushing along your throat.

“Let’s get your car running so we can head to my place.”

“Yours?” You let him kiss all over you, let him thumb at your messy cunt drooling all over his thighs.

“Yeah, mine. Don’t think for a second that I’m through with you." He melts into you, inhaling your scent as you shy away, "I’ve wanted you for too long, much too long, to let you go a second time.”

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[kozukitty]

#𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘

+   pairings : suna rintaro, iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsurou, miya osamu, akaashi keiji, bokuto koutaro, kageyama tobio, sakusa kiyoomi, kenma kozume, sugawara koushi

+   author’s note : brOOO i butchered this what the fuKC. sorry T^T.

𝐑.𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀— places a hand on the small of your back to guide you through places. doesn’t matter where or when, it’s a habit to instantly place a hand on your back. notices when you’re looking on your phone while walking and doesn’t want you to bump into anyone; casually guides you closer to him. if you stray away a bit too far, like literally if it’s further than a shoe’s length, he’ll even wrap his arm around your waist and pull you flush against his side. doesn’t even happen just in public. he does it around the house too. if he wants you to come check on something or just go to a different room, that hand is snug against your back. serves as a warning to other people. indirectly but directly telling people you’re his.

𝐇.𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈— does the thing where he places a hand on your thigh. squeezes it, plays with it, traces circles, or just leaves it there, slightly gripping. his hand is always warm and you can feel that heat emanating into your thigh. subconsciously does it too. while driving, he doesn’t even know his hand is on your thigh until like half-way through the drive. would it be hard to believe that you have a hand imprint from how often he does it? in the same spot too. fuck a hickey, gimme a hand imprint on my thigh, juseyo.

𝐓.𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎— saying “look at me”. unghnnnn k so. he doesn’t even mean to make it sexual; not even trying to get the pp in yo hole. if you are studying or doing something that takes your attention away from him, he’ll just say the line and something just affects you. if you’re stressed or crying — the line. kinda intimate because he will look you in the eyes or examine your face,,,,,,,,

𝐌.𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔— feeds you food. he’ll just know when you’re hungry or haven’t eaten during the day. “3 chicken tenders isn’t a meal” jokes on him, you had 2 chicken tenders. will personally hand feed you food, sometimes using his bare hands to shove food down your esophagus. it sounds aggressive but you’ve been choked by him before and he’s taking care of you, so just imagine it as more endearing. will thumb away any food residue on your lips, mmmmm.

𝐊.𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈— lifting your chin up to look at him. with a single finger under your chin and thumb on your chin, tilting your head up. need anymore explanation? it’s honestly captivating the way he stares at you. will deny it and turn it around, saying that you’re the captivating one. just admit it, you both are captivating.

𝐊.𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎— opening doors for you. treats you like a fuckin queen. as he should, cuz you a precious human being. car doors, house doors, bathroom doors, all doors. your hands will never touch a single knob while you’re with him. but it’s not like he’s making a big deal out of it, you usually don’t even notice it either. he makes an effort to always being the one opening doors, and holds out his hand to support you.

𝐓.𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀— saying “no” in a stern but caring way. blueberry milk simp is kinda possessive of you, but like not so much that it’s suffocating to be with him. got good intuition too and knows when someone’s an ass of a being. so when you ask to hang out with a friend which he wasn’t particularly wasn’t fond of, he would say “no”. not because he doesn’t want you hanging out with your friends, but because he doesn’t want you to get hurt.

𝐊.𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀— saying “come here” while pointing to the place he wants you. well damn good sir. give me more instructions while you’re at it. it’s a firm command with no real hidden intentions, probably just wants you to be near him. but, the way he says it and how it sounds really attractive, makes you feel a certain type of way.

𝐊.𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀— explaining things for you. he’s a pretty smart guy and has no problem teaching or clearing something up. if you’re sitting in a chair and asking him what the text says on the computer screen, will have his stomach against the back of the chair, head next to yours or resting his chin on your shoulder while he points at the screen, defining the terms. has his other hand/arm wrapped around your chest or resting on your head. 

𝐊.𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐀— fixing your outfit/appearance. sweet sugar cube has his own way of displaying dominance. if he notices something off about your outfit or hair, will not hesitate to stop and fix it for you. if you’re getting your outfit ready, he’ll do your hair without being asked. he could be sitting on the bed, watching you and will lead you to stand in between his legs, only to pull you closer to him by your collar, and buttoning it up.

[kozukitty]

always (coming back to) you

pairing: hinata shoyo x gn reader  genre: best-friends-to-lovers/coming of age (?) warnings: mild angst, slight spoilers for the manga timeskip word count: 1.4k

hinata shoyo loves a lot, but it’s always been you.

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(note: this was sitting in my google docs for a while now. it’s something i looked back on every once in a while and smiled because i think this is one of the works i’m most proud of. i love shoyo as a character so much and i love writing about him and twisting him as i see fit to write narratives upon narratives about him. i hope everyone who reads this enjoys :)  thank you to @bearykei for beta-reading this! it was interesting to have someone with such a drastically different writing style beta-read my work and i really enjoyed seeing all your edits :0 thank you so much mwah)

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Hinata Shoyo loves you. 

He found this newfound feeling to be odd, at first. It made his chest ache a little bit, but it was a good kind of ache—the kind of ache that comes after spiking a volleyball really good. The kind of ache that rushes through his body after a grueling night of practice. The kind of ache that reminds him of all the hard work he’s put into the things he loves. 

Shoyo loves, he loves so hard, and it’s something he can’t help. It’s a trait that’s been wired into his brain since he was born—flooding through squishy, tiny baby fingers and a mind not yet exposed to all the world has to offer. 

Shoyo loves his mom, loves his sister, loves volleyball, and loves you. He’d never be able to rank these things—if he ever called anything his “favorite” he’d be too guilty to function. But he knows, definitely, absolutely, certainly, that he loves these things—and he loves them very much. 

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[kozukitty]

Request from: @melanimed

Duet: Midoriya Izuku x reader

Song: IFLY by Bazzi

You wouldn’t do anything to give up your position as the main sidekick for Deku. When the congratulation letter from the number one hero’s agency came in your email inbox, you spent the night dancing with a wine bottle to celebrate. Izuku was a dream to work with. He handled everything with grace. Albeit an anxious perfectionist at first but he always ended on excellent notes. That was one, among many, trait that made him admirable. His kindness to almost all was admirable as well. How he entertains kids or the elderly with a big smile made him so loved by the public. It made you feel so loved when that same smile turned towards you. His cabana green eyes looked so bright and warm and peered right into your heart. And like a moth to the flame, you were hypnotized and drawn to them.

However, his fans were not as pleased as you were with his friendliness towards his sidekick. You’ve filtered any tags on social media related to yourself as there was always an onslaught of hate. Your P.O. box has been disabled thanks to the colorful vocabulary of your letters. Lastly, the snares and daggers thrown your way every time you and Deku had finished fighting a villain in public became unbearable. In fact, it felt like the whole world was against you after the time he caught you bridesmaid style from a fall out of a destroyed building. The cameras caught your love-struck eyes and never knew. What became the best moment of your life was a disaster for others.

Yes, I do, chillin’ top floor with a penthouse view

But that don’t mean a thing unless I’m next to you

The glares were harsher at today’s meet-n-greet. Many opted your appearance out of pictures, making you stand by the sides awkwardly. If Midoriya mentioned adding his sidekick to the shots, sly fans would try and push you out of the frame with the most outlandish poses. The animosity began to wear at your strong facade. After hearing too many hushed conversations calling you a ‘bitch’ and other demeaning phrases, you excused yourself to the back. The teardrops fell before you could close the door completely. You repeatedly swiped at them in the breakroom, suppressed sobs accumulating in your chest. You’d rather not see the headlines “Sidekick Breaks Down Over Nothing At Meet-n-Greet.” The only thing worse than yellow journalism is your boss seeing you like this.

Clearly, luck was not on your side today.

“Are you okay?” Midoriya asked as he bent to your level, your teary gaze laid on the carpet, embarrassed of even looking at his red boots. But you couldn’t help when his palm cupped your cheek to meet his eyes, shining as you leaned into his touch.

“I am so sorry they made you feel like this. You are such a great hero. I’ll make this better; I promise,” he said, and you prayed he couldn’t feel the growing heat of your cheeks through his gloves. His admiration felt more intimate than professional. In fact, the tips of his ears sported a pink hue. How can someone act so cute? You had no idea, but you still enjoyed this special attention. His eyes caught the soft upturn of your lips. You sniffled as you looked back to the ground.

“I think I’m ready to go back outside,” you piped up, those pine green eyes glittering at your confidence. After a few more encouraging words, Midoriya carried you outside, this time hand in hand.

“Announcement, please,” his voice boomed over the area, everyone’s attention on the number one hero.

Champion, you’re number one, yeah, that’s true

But I guess what I’m sayin’, I guess what I’m sayin’

“This is my number one sidekick,” he held your hand up, the attention now on you. “You are not a fan of me if you do not have respect for them, please treat them as you would treat me.”

His eyes laid on you, a short squeeze of your hand before running his thumb over your knuckles. “Because I care about them very much.”

The headlines are going to be hot for this one.

I guess what I’m sayin’ is, I

I fuckin’ love you

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— ੈ♡˳ rules for requesting <3

➫ i am multifandom, however i am most familiar with haikyuu, my hero academia, attack on titan, and naruto.

i don’t mind writing for fandoms i am not familiar with, since it would be good practice and it will help expand my content!

some examples of fandoms in this department would be death note, one punch man, jujutsu kaisen, and demon slayer. of course, the options are not just limited to these. <3

➫ i will write headcannons , imagines , oneshots , scenarios , drabbles , etc ! any pronouns as well as black readers <3

➫ i will not write dubcon , noncon , rape , pedophilia , underage sexual activities , or incest! even stepsiblings is a little bit awkward and uncomfy for me. there are also many kinks i will not write for, such as race play , and others.

when i write nsfw i will be going by the legal age of consent, which is 16.

if the character you request is an adult, then the reader is automatically aged up to 18 unless i say otherwise. again, i do not write underage sexual activities with adults.

➫ when requesting, please try to be patient! writing is never my top priority, i am still a student and i’m focused on school for most of my time. however, i do try my hardest to get things done in a timely fashion. <3

also, please be specific about what you want!

for now, nsfw is limited to fem readers only, since i don’t have much experience writing for males or non-binaries </3

thank you for reading , now feel free to ask away! ˘͈ᵕ˘͈

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bnha kinks headcanons

includes: all might/toshinori yagi, eraserhead/shota aizawa, & dabi/touya todoroki

*nsfw content* (obviously)

REQUESTS ARE OPEN BUT REFER TO MY PINNED POST PLEASE

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“how they hint that they’re in the ~mood~” | bnha

♔ - headcanons how a few of the bnha boys let you know that they’re in the mood. pairings - dabi x reader, aizawa x reader, todoroki x reader, chisaki x reader, bakugou x reader tags - NSFW HEADCANONS, mentions of sex, kisses, neck kisses, hORNY bois, swearing. [CHARACTERS AGED 18+] a/n - i’m not dead guys, i swear. and idk why THIS is what I’m writing but uh, here you go ig x also gonna start pre-writing things for our favourite october writing event ;) if ya know what I mean so perhaps maybe a little sprinkle of fluff or angst during that time. masterlist ▬ [ check out “how they hint that they’re in the ~mood~” for present mic here! ] WARNING: SLIGHT NSFW, nothing explicit or graphic but proceed responsibly if you are under the age of 16. 

dabi ▪︎ ✝️

Any other day Dabi is a cocky lil shit, always teasing you, making sure to push all your buttons, giving you that shit-eating grin, but when he’s in the mood it’s suddenly much more direct, much more purposeful,

He’s not longer only looking for a reaction, he’s on a mission and one way or another he’ll get what he wants,

Expect to be be stalked through the hallways of the hideout, a cloaked mass never far behind. Expect him to come up behind you as you stand fixing a snack for yourself, his heavy breath blowing across your neck as he puts his hands on your waist, cooing something into your ear. Expect the amount of eye contact and physical affection to escalate,

However if you don’t catch on to his increased attention he’ll happily spell it out for you, a quick kiss or nib to the supple skin below your ear, a squeeze or smack to the ass followed by a lewd purr, a loud comment on how “fucking hot” you look or an innuendo tossed at you from across the room,

If you’re still oblivious to what he wants he’ll look you dead in the eyes and politely ask you ‘to help him out with something’ a hungry gleam in his shiny blue eyes, or he’ll just straight up as you to jump in his lap or suck his dick. He isn’t ashamed of what he wants by any stretch.

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Hello! can we have some relationship sfw and nsfw headcanons for Aizawa? thank you very much!! 🐱

Everyone’s favorite teacher ;) 

SFW: 

Aizawa’s not the best at showing his emotions, but he tries extra hard for you. 

He’s not really into PDA—prefers to keep such displays of affection private, and believes that it’s not for everyone else to see. He doesn’t mind holding your hand in public though, and will give you quick pecks ever so often if he sees that you really want them. 

Is huge on cuddling. Whenever the two of you are lounging around at home, he’s definitely going to sling an arm around your shoulder and pull you up against his chest. Expect a lot of sleepy cuddles; Aizawa likes to feel you close to him if he’s tired and wants to get a quick nap in. He’ll even share his sleeping bag with you (aww). 

He’s not the type to talk much about his personal life, but even his co-workers and friends can’t help but notice he gets a little chatty when it comes to you. It’s nothing too over-the-top, but he sometimes like bragging about you, even if he doesn’t realize he’s doing it. 

Aizawa is usually pretty blunt and straightforward, but he can say some surprisingly sweet things when the two of you are alone. He really likes to play with your hair and pepper your cheeks with kisses as he mumbles out what he loves most about you. 

Likes to keep dates and activities a little more casual and private—he’ll take you out to a restaurant every now and then for fancy occasions, but most of your dates will just be spent curling up at home together. He thinks your company is more than enough. 

Usually just calls you by your name, but he might use a few nicknames from time to time: “sweetheart”, “darling”, “my love”. 

NSFW: 

Since he knows he’s not a super affectionate guy, Aizawa tries his best to convey his passion and emotions during sex.

Sex with him will usually be pretty slow, sensual, and at times a bit lethargic, but he can definitely be more rough if he’s feeling a little pent-up or just extremely horny. 

Aizawa usually likes to take his time during foreplay, focusing on your needs more than his own. Is really good at giving oral, and sometimes even enjoys orgasm denial so that he can hear you beg for him. He can never hold out for too long though; finds your sweet moans to cute to pass up. 

He’s mainly the dominant one in bed, but he also enjoys having you ride him. It’s the perfect thing for when he’s feeling a bit more tired and worn-out than usual, and thinks the view is honestly the best. 

Not much into dirty talk, since he’s too blunt and direct to do that stuff most of the time, but he does enjoy whispering sweet nothings into your ear and saying sultry things to egg you on: “What do you want me to do to you, hm? Tell me exactly what you want.” He doesn’t like making his his S/O feel bad though, and will only ever pay you sexy compliments instead of calling you degrading things. 

Aizawa actually enjoys some light bondage, since he’s incredibly good at using those cloths of his. It’s nothing too intense—he does like to tie your arms and legs up from time to time and watch how you cry out for him with flushed cheeks. Thinks it’s really sexy to see you completely at his mercy, and this is one of the few occasions where he might tease you a bit more heavily than normal. 

He actually has a bit of a schoolgirl/teacher kink, even though it’s incredibly embarrassing for him to admit to. Seriously though, if you ever put on a uniform or call him “sensei” during sex, he’ll nut right then and there. 

Aizawa likes to stick to missionary most of the time, but again, he really likes it when you ride him. So his favorite positions would have to include: missionary, cowgirl, and just having you straddle his lap so that he can hold you close and kiss you. 

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masterlist ♡

⤷ IT WAS LATE IN THE EVENING, the sun was beginning to set and everyone was beginning to head home from their club activities or their after school classes. you were one of those people of course, and you were definitely ready to head home and finally be able to relax.

you were surprised to see a familiar light grey haired male waiting for you right by your locker. normally, you would walk to the gym to visit him, or he would come by the baseball field to visit you. but the last thing you expected was to see him by your locker.

you walk over to him, giving him a light punch on the arm which effectively startled him, "koushi, what are you doing here?"

"no hi for me?" he asks with a fake sad expression, rubbing his slightly throbbing arm with his hand to hopefully soothe the dull pain. "i thought you'd be happy to see me here."

"i am! i guess i'm just surprised by your sudden change in location— i was about to swing by the gym," you explain, slipping off your school shoes to change into your outdoor ones. "did you come over here because you needed to talk to me or something?"

"i did, actually. that's if you want to hear it, i don't want to bother you with things that can wait, i know you're tired from practice."

"no, no it's fine, koushi." you reassure him, standing to give him your full attention after you put on your last shoe. "what's up?"

sugawara rubs the back of his neck, a shy smile pulling at his lips as he said, "well, it's something i had been meaning to ask you for a while. it's kinda silly to me, but maybe it'll be important to you," he answers, and you tilt your head at his odd behavior. "just let me explain, okay?"

"right, yeah. i'm listening."

"i love you," sugawara confesses without hesitation, his hand grabbing yours to hold with the gentlest touch as if you were the most delicate porcelain doll. "i don't have any doubt in my mind about that. you really are an amazing girl, (y/n), and i truly love that about you."

"koushi," you begin with a racing heart, but he doesn't let you continue.

"i want you to be my girlfriend, (y/n). i want to be able to officially call you mine, and make you as happy as i can. you are the girl that i want, now and forever. and i mean it."

you pause for a moment, your eyes focused on everything but the boy in front of you, a feeling of fear bubbling in your chest. you knew this day would come eventually, but you thought you would've been prepared by then.

you wanted to make sure that you were prepared to love sugawara fully, and to leave back your past of hurting innocent guys just because they simply liked you. the very last thing you wanted to do was hurt him, and he knew that. "you... you're not worried?"

sugawara rose a brow, "worried about what?"

"koushi, you know my reputation. you're not worried i'll break your heart?"

sugawara shakes his head, a small laugh rumbling in his chest, "why would i be worried about that? i told you before, (y/n), i don't care about your reputation or what people say about you. i didn't get to know the (y/n) from the rumors, i got to know the (y/n) that's standing in front of me right now."

you squeeze his hand, a small smile pulling at your lips from the sweet words that left his mouth, "you're such a lover boy," you teased, moving to wrap your arms around his torso in a warm hug that you secretly wanted to last forever. "but i love you for it."

sugawara doesn't hesitate to return the hug, pulling you closer and holding you tightly as if you would slip away, "so, what do you say?"

"of course i'd be your girlfriend, it'd be dumb for me to say no." you respond with a light laugh.

you didn't know how it happened, or when it did, but sugawara had wormed his way into your heart without you even realizing. you couldn't stop yourself from falling for him, and you knew part of you was hopelessly in love. as cliche as it sounds, it almost seemed like you two were made for each other.

which was why there was no doubt that you were the one for him.

the end lololol <3

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masterlist ♡ final part

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masterlist ♡ pt. nine

⤷ AND SO, THE WEEKS STARTED TO GO BY. your life continued to go by normally, the only change being that sugawara was now a part of that "normal." you both walked to school together every morning and hung out whenever you both could throughout the school day.

it was now the end of the school day, and you were heading to the gym to greet kiyoko after your daily softball practice. you were tired, and your muscles were painfully sore from the exercises your coach had put you through. you wanted nothing more but to go home and go right to bed.

you open the doors to the gym, the loud thuds of the volleyballs hitting the floor causing a dull in your ears. "kiyoko!" you groan crankily, walking over to the girl with a dejected expression.

"(y/n)? are you okay?" she asks you worriedly, giving you a quick hug before pulling away to examine your face. "you look terrible."

"i do, don't i?" you agree with a pout.

kiyoko sighs, a small smile pulling at her lips. "thank you for coming to see me. i'm assuming you'll be waiting on sugawara after practice?"

"i-i'll walk with you today, if you want me to!"

"(y/n), i keep telling you it's fine. it's not everyday that i see you with a boy you're interested in. besides, we'll have our own times to be together," kiyoko explains, tapping the underside of your chin lightly. "cheer up, c'mon, practice is almost finished."

so you waited patiently for practice to end. it went by in no time and before you knew it, you and sugawara were sitting on the gym stairs, stuffing your mouths with whatever you guys could buy from the vending machines.

"have you ever stargazed before?"

"um, no? what is this, a romantic netflix movie?"

sugawara laughs, shaking his head, "it's not even that. you would be surprised from what you could see in the night's sky," he grabs your arm to pull you closer to him. "you see that star right there?"

"yeah, the brightest one, right?"

sugawara nods. "that's the north star. it's the starting point of a lot of constellations. if you look to the left, just a little bit, you'll see the big dipper,"

you follow his instructions, your eyes narrowing in attempt to connect the starts together. "oh, wait, i see it."

"and below it, is the little dipper. you know, they both aren't really individual constellations, but a part of a big one called ursa major," he points at the sky. "see? it's shaped like a bear."

you jump up from your spot excitedly, "that's actually so cool! no wonder why they do this in those cutesy romantic movies," you say, turning back at the male behind you with a bright smile. "we should do this more often."

"you want to?" sugawara questions, moving to stand next to you.

you give him an eager nod, "yeah, i think we should, seriously!" you say, giving him a small nudge. he sends you a small smile before turning to look at the night sky once more, and you do the same.

the air was silent, nothing being said or heard but the quiet buzzing of the crickets and the serene murmurs of the wind. it was a nice moment, a moment that made your thoughts go wild and made your heart begin to race. you peek at sugawara before immediately looking away, a light blush rising onto your cheeks.

you were so confused— is this what it's like to be in love? it was kinda gross but you liked it.

you turn to sugawara, your cheeks burning in embarrassment as his gaze lands on you, clearly confused from your sudden change of demeanor. before he could speak you said, "i think i love you."

"wait, really?"

"and i lowkey want to kiss you right now."

he leans in closer, "we can, if you want."

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masterlist ♡ pt. eight

(y/n) lets out a happy sigh, unable to fight the small smile that danced on her face. "jeez... this is so stupid," she says, flopping back onto her pillows. "i really hate this feeling. this feeling like i'm falling in love."

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masterlist ♡ pt. seven

⤷ THE DATE WITH SUGAWARA WAS JUST HOW YOU EXPECTED IT TO BE— carefree and light-hearted was how you would describe it. sugawara was just so easy to get along with: he was in tune with you. you enjoyed his company, and so, the date to the aquarium was a success.

it was now late in the day, the sun was setting, and it painted the sky with an arrangement of orange and purple hues. you were content as ever, focused on the crepe that you held in your hands lightly.

"i hope you had fun today. i wasn't too sure what you would like, so i tried asking kiyoko.." sugawara smiles sheepishly. "i hope this wasn't too cliche or boring."

you let out a small sound of disapproval before saying, "no, no, it was great! i really enjoyed it, suga-chan, it was super fun! i liked seeing all the jellyfishes and the sharks and stuff!" you then let out a disappointed sigh. "i was kinda upset that they said we couldn't take the crab though. why would they allow you to touch it if you can't take it to eat it?"

sugawara laughs at your statement, his head shaking in disbelief, "the crabs were there to be for you to pet them, (y/n). not to buy them to eat."

"yeah, well just standing there and petting them is stupid! all your touching is a damn shell? like what is even the point?" you rant before chomping on your crepe aggressively, "but at least i found out what my favorite fish is."

"you're favorite fish? what would that be?"

"a shark obviously," you say with a mouth full of crepe. "they go like CHOMP and then next thing you know you're dead!"

sugawara lets out a small chuckle. "that's definitely not alarming?" he says, and you finish off your food before smiling at him.

there was a comfortable silence after that. you watched the sun set, a warm feeling rising in your chest just from being in sugawara's presence. he put you at ease, and you couldn't really understand why. regardless, you enjoyed the feeling, and you wanted to bask in it forever.

soon, you were both in front of your home, the sun now out of sight and the stars beginning to peek out to twinkle for the night. you turn to sugawara, "thanks for today. it was really fun." you say, nudging him slightly. "we should hang out more."

"y-you really want to?" sugawara asks with a small blush dusting his cheeks.

you nod excitedly. "yeah! if you wanna, we can," you say, turning on your heels to walk in your house. "also, you should come pick me up for school tomorrow."

sugawara nods with a small smile. "i will."

"alrighty, then!" you open the door to your house, before turning to him with a big smile. "see you, suga-chan."

sugawara waves you off, "you can call me koushi."

"alright. koushi. i'll see you tomorrow."

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asahi, kageyama, tsukishima + sugawara reacting to their s/o on their period

ꕥ warnings;; mentions of blood ꕥ

 ─  ASAHI ♡

oh bless this poor man….

when you tell him, at first he’d be super confused

“what’s a period? is it bad?”

after you explain to him what it means and what it includes, all hell breaks loose

“y-y-you’re bleeding out of where?!”

“A-ARE YOU OKAY?”

this poor guy would have no clue what to do. i can picture him frantically grabbing your shoulders and shaking you, asking you so many questions

he would be so genuinely worried about you + would start tearing up

if you ask him to go to the store to get food and period products, although being extremely embarrassed about it, he would go in the blink of an eye for you

would purchase endless amounts of snacks and foods just for u <3

most likely ends up buying the wrong brand or size of tampons/pads

but who could be mad at him?? he’s trying his best :,(

after getting back home, he would snuggle you to death

the rest of your cycle would include cuddles, movies + snacks, and massages

─  KAGEYAMA ♡

just like asahi, this boy has no clue wtf a period is….

honestly probably don’t even know what a vagina is either

as soon as you explain what a period is, his face EXPLODES into a literal tomato

100% speechless as first

it finally clicks in his head what it a period is, his sister had mentioned it to him once

then he starts talking + stuttering at incredible speeds, you can’t even understand him LMAO

would be sooooo awkward and flustered about it

if you have bad mood swings a lot, omfg kageyama would be TERRIFIED OF YOU

PLZ I CAN SEE HIM SLOWLY BACKING AWAY FROM YOU WHEN YOU ENTER A ROOM HE’S IN

once you’ve went through a couple of your cycles with him around, i feel like he would be 10x better at dealing with it. though he would still be on the awkward side

reluctantly snuggles with you and acts like he doesn’t want to

he’s lying, kags always wants to cuddle

if you have him out buying your period products, mans tries to hide it under his jacket because he’s so embarrassed😭😭

the store clerks are probably eyeing him down as they watch him sneak around the store and very obviously hiding something under his shirt

─  TSUKISHIMA ♡

this mf tries his best

tsukishima is always like “meh” when you tell him that you’re on your period

he may not act like it and never admit it, but he’s always a bit concerned when it’s that time of the month

he always sends worried glances your way if you groan or whine while holding your stomach

tsukishima makes an effort to not be so…salty

the last time he said something rude to you while you were on your cycle, you ending up bursting into tears and barricaded yourself in your bedroom

never again. he told himself he would never do that again

when he walked in, he found you bundled up in the sheets, crying

it hurt him a lot to see you that way, because of him

after that incident, he started to light up on the mean jokes and insults

this boy would be the best at cuddling omg!!! just imagine laying in bed with this giant! one of his hands on your waist and the other playing with your hair as your face snuggles up to his chest, your legs and his jumbled togetherrrrr, AAAAHHHHJLDSHFCLLD💕💞💓💗

he is the best big spoon ever. no one can change my mind :)

─  SUGAWARA ♡

literally knows exactly what to do ???

MORE PREPARED THAN YOU ARE

before you even had the chance to tell him, he already texted you the night before to remind you like the sweetheart he is

“hi babe! your period may start tomorrow, so make sure to be prepared. i’ll stop by tomorrow with some snacks after practice <3″

mf marks your cycle on his calendar

literally an angel. please marry me suga

of course, he’s so sweet to you in general, but on your period, HE’S LIKE A BRIGHT BUNDLE OF SUNSHINE

literally he can blind you with that smile of his

just like he said when he texted you, he came right on time with all kinds of snacks in his backpack

from different kinds of chocolates to even some fucking donuts from a bakery he had stopped by before coming to your house, he had everything! the varietyyyyyy

one word: SNUGGLES

another word: MASSAGES

in conclusion, suga will make sure you have everything you need, and he will be by your side through it all! <3

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masterlist ♡ pt. six

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masterlist ♡ pt. five

⤷ "AH, DAMN," (Y/N) CURSED, her eyes staring at the cloudy sky that seemed to cry with rain, "i forgot my umbrella. ugh, this is stupid."

any other day (y/n) would've been saved by her trustworthy and dependable best friend, but today just had to be one of the days that the grey-eyed female wasn't available. the girl pouted at the thought of her friend, "you had to leave me, kochan."

"(y/n)-chan? why're you still here?"

(y/n) felt her heart slightly flutter from the familiar sweet voice that seemed to nearly ring in her ears, "oh, suga-chan. you're still here, too?" she asked, feeling slightly relieved that she had found someone who could possibly save her from catching a cold.

"i was just heading home. want me to walk you?"

(y/n) shuffles her feet on the pavement, "nah, i don't wanna go home." sugawara lets out a small chuckle, shaking his head slightly. "then, where do you want to go?"

"i want boba tea."

so that's where they went— a charming, small café that served many types of deserts, including boba tea.

(y/n) hummed as she chewed on the tapioca pearls happily, sugawara watching her affectionately with a small smile and a cute light blush on his face, "you really like that stuff don't you?"

(y/n) nods, swallowing hurriedly before saying, "yeah, this has got to be one of my favorites. especially the ones from here."

"i didn't think you would be the type to like sweets."

(y/n) gasps dramatically, "like is an understatement. i love sweets. and spicy food, too," she pauses. "actually, i would eat anything if it's right in front of me."

"really?" sugawara asks, his eyebrows raised in surprise. "like.... anything?"

(y/n) ponders for a moment, before giggling lightly. "probably!" she says excitedly, the loud slurp of her now empty cup of boba echoing in the quiet café. "whew, that was good! i've been craving that for some days."

sugawara loved the warm feeling he felt in his chest just from being around her. who would've thought she would be so perfect? in her own little way, of course. (y/n) raised a brow at his sudden silence, her eyebrow raised as he opened his mouth to speak once again,

"this is basically like the date i wanted, huh?"

(y/n) rolls her eyes, her lips curving into a small smile, "whatever, whatever. you sound delusional, but call it whatever you want to call it." she replies with a light sigh. "i do owe you one though, you saved me from the rain and bought me tea. you really are such a sweetheart."

sugawara waves his hands dismissively. "it was nothing really," he says with a soft chuckle. "i'm just glad you're satisfied."

(y/n) felt a blush creep up her cheeks. "y-you really are too kind for your own good, you know. you're gonna end up getting hurt one day," she states disapprovingly. "seriously, you can't just do that with everyone you know."

"do what? show kindness?"

"basically."

sugawara lets out another light laugh. "well, maybe so, (y/n). but, i'm not worried about getting hurt with you," he says, causing the girls gaze to soften. "i trust you with my kindness, (y/n). and hopefully one day, i can trust you with my heart, too."