#ִֶָ𖤐˚ ⠀ i. midoriya.

[tinyproprodigy]

𖤐 ִֶָ 𓂃 🧷

"Staggered to meet you"

Neito Monoma x reader (F)

Neito Monoma swaggered into the Gym Gamma training arena, his blond hair perfectly coiffed and his U.A. uniform impeccably pressed. Flashing his trademark smirk, he scanned the crowd of students until his gaze landed on you - a relatively unremarkable member of Class 1-A.

"Well, well, if it isn't little (Y/N)," he drawled, sauntering over. "I was hoping to spar against one of the elite students today, but I suppose you'll have to do."

You narrowed your eyes as Monoma lazily twirled a lock of hair around his finger. His incessant teasing and constant attempts to rile up your class had become tiresome. But today, you were determined to wipe that smug grin off his face.

"Bring it on, Monoma," you retorted, cracking your knuckles. "Maybe you'll finally get that ego of yours knocked down a few pegs."

Monoma let out a derisive laugh. "My, my, such confidence! Though I can hardly blame you for being starstruck in my presence." He assumed a fighting stance, his eyes glinting with Challenge. "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you."

The match began, and almost immediately, Monoma's copied quirks gave him the upper hand. Bursts of fire scorched the arena floor as he unleashed a barrage of attacks. You dodged and weaved, biding your time as he continued his relentless assault.

Then, just as Monoma began to tire, you saw your opening. With a speed he didn't anticipate, you closed the distance between you, your fist connecting squarely with his chiseled jaw.

Monoma's eyes went wide with shock as he stumbled backward, tripping over his own feet and crashing to the ground in an undignified heap. The entire class erupted into raucous laughter and cheers as the great Neito Monoma found himself flat on his back, staring up at you in disbelief.

"Impossible..." he mumbled, gingerly prodding his soon-to-be-bruised jaw. "How could I, the elite Neito Monoma, be floored by someone from the inferior Class 1-A?"

You offered him a sarcastic smile and a hand up. "I guess all that ego finally caught up to you," you quipped, trying (and failing) to stifle a giggle at his ruffled appearance.

As the days passed, Monoma found his thoughts continually drifting back to that fateful sparring session. No matter how he tried to rationalize it, he couldn't shake the image of you standing over him, your (h/c) hair tousled and a triumphant grin on your face.

It was... oddly captivating.

He started noticing little things about you that he'd never paid attention to before. The way your nose scrunched up when you concentrated in class. The melodic lilt of your laugh as you joked with your friends. The confident sway of your walk as you strode down the hallway.

Monoma caught himself staring more than once, only to be met with a quizzical look or a teasing remark from his classmates. He tried to brush it off, but the truth became increasingly difficult to ignore.

Neito Monoma, the self-proclaimed "elite" who looked down on Class 1-A, had developed a massive, all-consuming crush on you.

The realization hit him like a ton of bricks one afternoon as he watched you sparring with Midoriya. You moved with a grace and power that

left him slack-jawed, and when you caught his eye and flashed him a lopsided grin, his heart did a traitorous little flip in his chest.

Monoma was officially smitten.

From that day on, his attempts to get under your skin took on a new, almost flirtatious undertone. He went out of his way to seek you out, always finding an excuse to be in your vicinity. Mundane things like watching you take notes in class or eat your lunch suddenly became fascinating displays worthy of his utmost attention.

"Eyes up here, Monoma," you'd tease whenever you caught him staring, causing his cheeks to flush a vivid shade of crimson.

His classmates mercilessly ribbed him about his not-so-subtle infatuation, but Monoma couldn't bring himself to care. He was a man on a mission - a mission to win your heart, no matter how bruised his ego became in the process.

After all, he reasoned to himself, a little humility was a small price to pay for the affection of someone as amazing as you. And if getting knocked down a peg or two was what it took, then Neito Monoma would gladly kiss the ground you walked on.

[bobeni]

crushing on a mute!reader!  ↷ izuku midoriya, gn!reader.

✶ synopsis! › in which you garner the attention of one persistent green-haired boy.

✶ wrdcnt! › 1,219.

✶ cw’s! › fluff mostly, headcanons but borders on bulleted writing, possible inaccuracies since this was my first time writing smth like this, grammar.

originally, he never noticed you before since you were always so quiet. no one seemed to think any different either, leaving you to trail in the background. the only people you seemed to talk to were the teachers but izuku saw from afar that yet while your mouth never moved, they always understood.

those rare occurrences didn’t ring any bells about the situation and he feels like he should’ve been more observant of you like he was with the others.

one day he accidentally bumped into you after school hours, causing you to drop the stray items you held in your hands. he quickly apologized and crouched to the floor to try to help you pick them up. but he looked up to see you frantically waving him away and… signing? something at him.

“oh my,” izuku felt like an idiot for not being more considerate. he thought something way different of your constant silence, like you just couldn’t bare the energy to talk to any of them except for the teachers. oh, how wrong he was. “are you mute, [name]-san?”

his question caused your hands to freeze, twitching softly at it. you pulled your hands back towards yourself and nodded at his words. izuku’s eyes widened with interest as his new suspicion was confirmed. “i一i’m so sorry, if i would’ve known...”

you pulled out a piece of notebook paper and a pen from your binder as he kept on talking, not noticing you scribbling down, too caught up in his apologetic ramblings

“huh, what’s this?” he blinked at you and gently plucked the sheet from your grip. ‘please stop saying sorry, i don’t really want or need sympathy for this. thank you for being so concerned but it’s none of your business. have a nice day, izuku.’ it was written quickly and so messily and by the time he comprehended the message, you already had gathered up your things and headed down the hallway.

your name was on the tip of his tongue as he debated calling out for you, but it was clear you didn’t want to speak to him any further about it. so he sat there on the cold tiled floor, the paper gradually slipping from his hands as he stared thoughtfully at your slowly disappearing back.

but you should’ve known that izuku midoriya wasn’t one to just give up so fast.

there was a very noticeable change in the way he acted around you, he started coming up to you more and checking up on you, asking you how your day was in simple terms so you could just nod or shake your head.

that led to him getting comfortable enough to try out the jsl he’s been learning so he could communicate with you much easier without you having to pick up a pencil or a pen. he’s been studying almost every night and even created a playlist of youtube videos that he could always come back to them. he was very happy with how much he has learned and he would come to you with the brightest smile and eagerly signed a warm hello and a flurry of common sentences that made your heart pound in your chest.

you thought it was very sweet, how much he continued to try with you even though you’ve tried to shake him off multiple times.

he’d follow you out to the cafeteria and you’ll have your own little corner where you both would talk amongst yourselves or watched random funny videos or listen to music. he was basically attached to you now and there wasn’t any way he was going to let you get rid of him when he’s gotten this far in the friendship.

meanwhile, none of this flew under the bus with izuku’s classmates. some of them quickly caught on to how much time he’s been spending with you, especially during lunch time or between classes. but they collectively decided it would be better not to say anything, seeing how you slowly started to brighten up when the green haired boy would come around.

with all those moments you’ve spent together and how close you both became, izuku began to harbor the tiniest crush on you. it was completely bad timing, he couldn’t let a crush distract him too much from his hero studies. and especially since he automatically would assume that you wouldn’t ever think of him as anything other than a boy who was annoyingly persistent.

luckily for him, you ended up in the same boat. although it appeared as if you had everything more under control than he did. not getting touchy or affectionate like he tended to get around you, but you ate up every longing stare and hug and accidental hand brush. it didn’t help that as the days went by, he was rapidly improving in his sign language and would only verbalize his thoughts if he couldn’t arrange them well while signing.

weeks went by and izuku left a letter on your desk, asking for you to meet him in the school’s courtyard and that he had “something much important to tell you,” it wasn’t like you could avoid him, so you began your way there with a full head.

izuku was waiting for you under a tree, the afternoon sun beaming down throw the leaves and it shines beautifully onto the boy. he was nervous, he could admit. he chewed at his bottom lip as he bounced on his heels. the longer you took to come out, the more his chest tightened, his heart pounding harshly against his ribs.

the sound of approaching footsteps snapped him back to reality, he turned around so quick you were afraid he got whiplash. he was overcame with joy when he spotted you getting closer.

he wasted no time and got the point of getting you to come out here. “it’s been a good month now and that’s probably too little time to even say anything but i couldn’t wait any longer. i… [name]一” but while he signed, his hands were shaky as he was tripping up. he started stuttering out his words instead. “[n一name]-san, i really like you. way more than a friend! i feel like we’ve known each other forever and i would love to you take out? maybe? only if you don’t mind!”

you interrupted his confession by putting your hands over his, effectively gaining his attention. you ran your fingers over his scarred knuckles and palms, tears started to cloud your vision before you decided to do something neither of you would have expected.

you kissed him.

you had cupped his cheeks and your eyes were closed, eyelashes fanning your pretty skin and he couldn’t move as he stared. you were closing in on him and he felt like he was going to explode in a mix of emotions but he couldn’t help the love that filled his heart and he finally got a hold of himself and returned the kiss. it was salty because tears were streaming down your faces but neither of you minded.

you were putty in each other’s embraces, your lips stayed connected as they moved in sync, the pink sky washing over you two. it was nothing less than perfect and no words could describe this heavenly feeling.

✶ notes! › this was my first time writing headcanons in like,, a few years. i feel like they’re too long?? idk. otherwise, i think i’m okay with it.

hopefully you are, too

anygays, i need to eat something cause i’m starving

b ye ee

[jazzgutzz]

[ 💭 ] izuku who’s obsessed w eating his gf out 𖤐*:･ﾟ

cw : pussy drunk izuku, daddy kink, oral sex (fem receiving), overstimulation, dumbification (?), basic smut stuff yk, bottom reader, top izuku.

[NOT PROOFREAD DO NOT ATTACK ME FOR SPELLING ERRS /j]

your green haired hornball of a boyfriend came up behind you in middle of your dish washing, his strong hands gliding their way to your hips. his freshly exfoliated lips placing light kisses on the back of your neck.

“may i help you ‘zuki?” you asked, still scrubbing away at a somewhat dirty sliver pot. izuku didn’t respond, he was too busy finding other places of your neck to bite. he sucked at skin that connected your shoulder and neck, leaving dark red (almost purple) bruises. his hands rubbing up and down the sides of your hips, his breathing becoming somewhat erratic.

and before you knew it, he had you bent over to counter with your left leg held up — your panties had been thrown somewhere on the kitchen floor. his hand held your leg in place while the other one groped your ass, spreading your cheeks to get better access of your cunt. the ongoing running of the faucet water wasn’t loud enough to drown out the sounds of izuku slurping up your juices that practically leaked out of you. he inhaled your scent like a drug, like he was drunk off it. he ignored how hard his cock was, how the fabric of his sweats tickled his creamy tip.

the tip of his tongue swirled firmly against your sensitive little clit. you came on his mouth not too long ago, you can usually handle his pussy eating eagerness but something was different — you couldn’t quite tell though. he moaned into your cunt, lapping away and your juices, the vibrations causing your back to arch which have izuku a little more play room. your hand rested in his hair, occasionally tugging him closer. izuku laid his tongue flat against your cunt and shook his head side to side. you whined at the stimulation and attempted to bring your left leg back down, it’s like he sensed you. before you even moved your leg, his grip became firmer. you could feel his freshly pedicured nails digging into your thighs.

“mi-midoriyaa…” you whimpered out, you tried not to claw at his scalp but his movements were almost savage. your weak attempts to call out to the man devouring you were swapped out but broken moans and cries. your legs felt like jello, they wobbled and shook underneath you. “midoriya-ah, it’s too m-much!” the tiniest hiccup left your throat. you tried pushing him away from your sensitive little cunt but failed. your mind completely blank, no thoughts, just the way your boyfriend fucked you practically with his tongue while his thick fingers danced on your swollen clit :(.

your hand went limb after your attempts, it rested lazily on his head. you only had it left in you to play with his dark green curls. that feeling in your lower stomach catching up with you, a scream tried to leave your drool covered lips but all that could be heard was a tiny squeak. your hips moved away from his face, the arch in your back deepening some.

“don’t run from daddy, princess. be a good girl and take it, hm?” izuku sloppily kissed your wet pussy, “i want you to cum all over my face, okay? do you think you can do that for me?”

° . ˚ 𖧷 · ° . ♡ ⊹

[tteokdoroki]

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ও 𖤐 BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA.

best you’ll ever have worst you’ll ever know - hitoshi shinsou :: @moping-bitch -> warnings: SMUT + DARK CONTENT. drugging, noncon, and pseudo incest

bakugou birthday 2021 - katsuki bakugou :: @whet-ones-write -> warnings: SMUT + voyeurism, age gap.

securing kirishima - eijirou kirishima :: @/whet-ones-write -> warnings: SMUT + pegging, fem!dom.

girls ( and boys ) in bikinis - izuku midoriya :: @honey-desires -> warnings: SMUT, dom/sub dynamics, picture taking, unprotected.

butterfly - izuku midoriya :: @lianawrites -> warnings: MANGA SPOILERS, angst, some fluff.

happiness is subjective - @/lianawrites -> warnings: MANGA SPOILERS, fluff.

somehow it happened - dabi :: @iamsorrypapi -> warnings: SMUT.

dream come true - izuku midoriya :: @liseyxmidoriya -> warnings: SMUT.

tidal lovin’ - katsuki bakugou :: @txpsyy -> warnings: SMUT, slight!voyeurism.

blood red lips - katsuki bakugou :: @sukisangel -> warnings: SMUT, gunplay, daddy!kink.

when we fall - katsuki bakugou :: @bubblegxmkiss -> warnings: SMUT + some sacrilegious themes.

without you - katsuki bakugou + eijirou kirishima :: @cyancherub -> warnings: SMUT + ANGST + FLUFF, individual chapter warnings.

vulnerable - shouta aizawa :: @ajaviary -> warnings: SMUT + DARK CONTENT, emotional/physical abuse, healing.

the winner’s prize - katsuki bakugou :: @bakugous-trauma -> warnings: SMUT, video recording.

black coffee and honeysuckle - shouta aizawa :: @notchesandbullets -> warnings: SMUT, hybrids.

dolce ( sweetly, softly, gently ) - katsuki bakugou :: @sukiglycerin -> warnings: ANGST.

on warrior’s wings - katsuki bakugou :: @jirou-s -> warnings: SMUT, non con touching, forced orgasm, violence mention.

a pro’s touch - izuku midoriya :: @penallphe -> warnings: SMUT, noncon recording.

bakugou parenting headcanons - katsuki bakugou :: @little-fairy-forest ( fluff )

ও 𖤐 HAIKYUU.

supernova - toru oikawa :: @kaysayshey ( fluff )

my girl - koutarou bokuto :: @chyouu -> warnings: SMUT + DARK CONTENT, age gap, dub con, dacryphillia, alcohol.

college!au - atsumu miya :: @vs-redemption ( fluff )

i remember you - bokuaka :: @banillalaine ( fluff )

ও 𖤐 JUJUTSU KAISEN.

caught in the devil’s bargain - megumi fushiguro :: @some-kindofgnome -> warnings: SMUT, sex pollen, dub con, blood play.

two can play at this game - gojo satoru :: @nkogneatho -> warnings: SMUT, psuedo incest.

it can be more than just a bet - satoru gojo + suguru geto :: @/nkogneatho -> warnings: SMUT, threesome, breeding.

distraction - kusagi nobara :: @/nkogneatho -> warnings: SMUT, psuedo incest.

cold blooded creatures - satoru gojo :: @jae-ren -> warnings: SMUT, exhibitionism, dacryphillia, corruption.

what daddy deserves - toji fushiguro :: @/penallphe -> warnings: SMUT, age gap, shibari, humiliation, knife play, fear play.

ও 𖤐 TOKYO REVENGERS.

she’s my collar - multiple :: @paccano -> warnings: SMUT + SPOILERS, blood, violence, infidelity, individual chapter warnings.

you can be the boss - ken ryuguji :: @izukine -> warnings: SMUT, dub con, dacryphillia, some fluff n aftercare.

things they do as your boyfriend - multiple :: @haruchiyo ( fluff )

their favourite way to get you off - multiple :: @chifuyuck -> warnings: SMUT.

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[bobeni]

Hey imagine izuku with a male!s/o who’s the legit son of All Might!! Like he’s also in class 1-A and looks kinda like him back in the past (including the bangs), he’s also 6’3 and has one for all too!!

with a male!s/o that’s the son of all might  ↷ i. midoriya.

✶ users! › izuku midoriya, m!reader.

✶ wrdcnt! › 1,175.

✶ cw’s! › somewhat fluffy, a bit of angst, flashback sequence ughh一mineta talks 💀.

✶ edit! › i apologize bc this was so bad, my god

  It was sunny out, the bright rays beamed down on the earth. Amongst the daytime there were two boys, one smaller in size with unruly green hair that framed face with star-like freckles dotted along his cheeks.

The other one was more taller than average, with blond hair, pointing in different directions that swayed with every breeze of the wind, bangs falling front of his blue eyes that were trained to the concrete of the sidewalk.

Their hands were conjoined, swinging between the two of them as they made their way past the dorms to the nearest coffee shop.

Izuku looked up at Y/N with admiration, he squeezed his hand and let his head rest on his broad shoulder. He was felt so calm and content in the other boy's presence, even before they got together - and he can proudly say they've been together for about six months now.

When he was first introduced to Y/N, saying he was surprised was an understatement; he was astonished, bewildered, absolutely floored.

All Might took him aside one day after class, telling him that he had someone important he wanted him to meet. Admittedly, he was pretty confused but he followed him to the ex-pro's apartment complex.

"Here we are," the older man shut the door with a soft click. He walked further into the apartment, leaving Izuku to stand awkwardly at the door, twiddling with his fingers as his eyes darted around the room.

He didn't have to wait too long as All Might quickly returned with a boy who looked practically identical to him when he was in his younger years. "This is my son, Y/N. And Y/N, this is Midoriya, my predecessor." He was speechless as he took in the whole frame of this kid--who was kind of cute, in his opinion. Not like he'd actually say that out loud, he'd be insane.

Fingers snapped in his face, causing him to pop out of his initial shock. "Why didn't you tell me you settled down?" he screeched. All Might chuckled, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. "Well, it never seemed like the right time to, with...everything, you know?" Yeah, he knows. It was understandable that he didn't want anyone to indulge into his personal life. But he never would've thought that his idol would have a son...

"Ah, it's very nice to meet you, Y/N! Hopefully we can be friends?" He fell into a bow, movement in front of him hinting that the other did the same. "I wouldn't doubt it. My dad told me a lot about you. Thought you were a pretty cool guy, even with the crying and all." Izuku stared at his retreating back, Y/N wandering off to the kitchen to scout out something to eat. His face burned red once he realized that All Might snitched about his waterworks.

That was amongst many things that the older man told his son, he often talked proudly of the green haired boy, causing Y/N to find himself personally enamored with him without ever meeting him before. The first time he laid eyes on him, he thought he was the cutest boy he's ever seen. Inwardly, he thanked for allowing him to transfer to U.A. It was even better that he managed to get into the same class as the freckled boy.

Snap, snap, snap. "Hey, you okay?" A voiced called out to him. "You stopped walking for minute there." Izuku looked up to see bright, concerned blue eyes staring him down. He flushed a bit under his gaze. "I'm fine, just thinking."

"You always do that," a tight squeeze to his scarred hand. "Try not to get too deep into your head, we're almost there. Then you can do the little nerdy things you do." Izuku giggled and kicked lightly at his feet. "You like the little nerdy things I do."

"Yeah, 'cause you're my little nerd."

--Few weeks later and he was enrolled in 1A. All Might kind of pushed both Izuku and Y/N to spend more time with each other, being predecessor and son for starters.

They first started off with training in Gym Gamma, Izuku was surprised that Y/N was already so far aheadーand that he had one for all just like him. The green haired boy got that eager glint in his eyes and his whole face lit up, psyhco analyzing the younger blond, mumbling to himself as he took mental notes for laterーit freaked Y/N out a tiny bit at the beginning, but the more he got used to it, the cuter his nerdy analogies became.

As the days passed on, Izuku would look forward to spending every hour with Y/N. He would get this giddy feeling churning in his stomach when a soft smile was sent his way, when he was offered a walk to class together. The littlest things from the blond boy was enough to encourage his palpitating heartbeat.

Throughout all the running around and efforts put in to hide his feelings from Y/N was put to waste as said boy came to him in the middle of the night, looking skittish and ruffled when the smaller boy found him knocking on his door. He said he had something important to tell him. The anticipation had his mind all over the place as he invited him in to sit down.

It was silent for a few seconds before the blond blurted that 'he liked him'. Izuku felt like he was going to pass out since he thought he was the only one with a crush.

But since he was quiet for so long, Y/N must've taken it as rejected and he was about to up and leave, apologies hissed under his breath. The green haired boy stopped him by pulling him back down to his bed, burying his face in his broad chest. It was mainly just to hide the huge smile on his cherry red face, but being so close to the other; he tightened his arms around his torso, sighing in content.

"Izuku-" he was pulled back into something hard. It was Y/N. A soft bell chimed and he saw a lady leaving the coffee shop. "Oh, I'm sorry ma'am..." he repeatedly bowed, but he was shook off with a kind smile. Figuring the reason Y/N pulled him out of the way, was because he was about to get hit by a door. "Ugh, that's so embarrassing.."

"It sure was. Damn, I should've recorded it, Ochako would've been rolling." That's even worse. "Shut up," Izuku whined, swatting wildly at the taller. It didn't seem to phase him as he continued to laugh at him.

"Nerds first?" Y/N held the door open for him, a smirk playing on his lips. The green haired boy huffed and covered his face with his hands before walking inside the warm shop, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and treats infiltrating his nostrils. Still, he took the boy's hands in his tightly and led him to a window seat in the back, never letting go.

[bobeni]

late nights!  ↷ izuku midoriya, black!m!reader.

✶ synopsis! › izuku sneaks into your room fir some alone time together after weeks of neither of you having time for yourselves.

✶ wrdcnt! › 880.

✶ cw’s! › fluff, third pov, possible ooc.

  A door creaked open, letting in a dim light from the outside. “[name]-chan…” a soft voice called out, it held that tenderness and warmth that would usually make the boy yearn for his green haired boyfriend’s touch. But tonight wasn’t completely the usual.

“What are you doing, Izuku?” [name] grunted, struggling to sit up as he was oozing with sleepiness. Sparing a glance at his clock, he could make out that it was 4:15 in the morning一meaning they had school in a few hours. The sound of his raspy voice startled Izuku, making him hit his knee on the door frame he was hesitant to walk past.

A soft click of the door, light footsteps began to trot over to his bed. [name] adjusted himself to let his legs spread so the other hero-in-training could lay comfortably between them. Subconsciously he pulled at the nightcap on his head, his fingers running over the tight coils.

But a hand clasped in his own, stopping his further agitated movements. “I’m sorry I woke you up,” a kiss was placed on his wrist, Izuku rubbing it against his freckled cheeks. “I wanted to come see you, haven’t in awhile.” Well, he was right. They haven’t been able to see each other in a bit, with just them. They were so busy with training, their own internships, separate goals一the couple having had enough time apart.

Izuku was the first to break the silence, though. A slightly change in his character from his shy conscience eating him up. He’s been getting more and more confident lately, since their first year here一but he’s always been bold. Just in a different way.

“I know, it’s fine. Don’t sweat it, okay?” [name] tugged at the green haired boy’s hips, leading him to flop down on top of him, snuggling into his chest. “I’d just, maybe, prefer a warning next time ‘cause I wasn’t ready to get up.” Brown eyes traveled down a beet red face as it tried to hide in the crook of his neck as soon as it was spotted. Snorting he brought his arm to snake around a tiny waist. He could feel both of their chests rise up and down, every little jittery move Izuku made, the curls tickling his nose.

It made him sigh, albeit dreamily. Little times they could have together gave him butterflies, he knew Izuku could feel it too.

A feeling of a pair of eyes glued to his face pulled him out of his thoughts. Brown eyes looked up to meet green.

The light from his balcony shaped and showcased Izuku’s face beautifully, the soft smile that pulled at his lips being the icing on the cake. And he could say the same.

God, the moonlight made [name]’s brown skin glow and it was really pretty. He couldn’t help but let his hands come up to cup his cheeks, eyes darting back and forth at his lips. “[name]…” small tears were forming in his eyes. “I really missed you, you know that?” He didn’t really need to know the answer, but he wanted it. He wanted to hear his own words reflected back to him from the boy who he holds dearly.

“I know, Izu,” the freckled boy practically purred at the name. “I missed you.” [name] swept back a handful of curls to place a kiss on his forehead, causing him to let out a watery chuckle. Yes, he was crying. But it was happy tears, so neither of them had to become worrisome about it.

He quickly leaned in to fit his lips ever so perfectly against the other boy’s. Smiling into the kiss, he makes attempts to deepen it, wrapping his arms tightly around his neck. Feeling even more confident when he managed to make the brown skinned boy giggle, he started kissing up and down his face just to make him flush prettily.

“I want to go somewhere with you, like with just us…” Izuku mumbled, eyes big and shiny as they bored down into brown ones as he moved himself to get in a better position in his lap. “Maybe…this weekend? I一Is that fine?” Towards the end, his confidence faltered a bit. [name] smiled and brought his lips to pink ones another time. “Of course, it’s a date.” Izuku cooed at that, giving a bright grin and resting his forehead against the other.

A loud yawn from the green haired boy broke them from the moment, making them both laugh in each other’s arms. “See, it’s late. We need to go to sleep,” [name] looked at his clock a second time. “It’s damn near 5 in the morning and you have me up talking.” Izuku swatted at him. “I’m sorry! I just really wanted to see you.”

“I know.” Stifling a yawn of his own, [name] pulled his cover over the both of them. They snuggled against each other, hands conjoined. “Goodnight, [name]-chan.” The freckled boy sighed in contentment, loving the fact that he can finally spend the night with his boyfriend.

“Night, Izu.” The brown eyed boy placed one last kiss on his forehead before they both finally drifted off to sleep.

✶ notes! › bruh this was supposed to be shorter but 880 is gucci with me

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