💚🧡Bakudeku & Kirikami One Shots❤️💛

Eraseremic~ See Him Smile

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Request by TinyOrange101

I'm happy to write this! It's not my favourite ship (Because I ship Erasermight more) but I still love the concept of it UwU

AU:
High school 1st-year
Warnings:
Angst
Crack
Fluff

Aaaaaaall 3 baby ;D

[No one's POV]

Hizashi frowns for the fifth time that day, watching as the slim boy stumbles down the corridor, his body brushing against the lockers as he made more space open besides him, gnawing on his lips behind the large clumps of hair strewn in front of his face. Of course, Hizashi would approach anyone that he'd see, since he is mostly an outgoing person. However, that boy, whoever he was, had caught his eye for the past week and something about him made Hizashi almost... shy to approach him.

Odd for Hizashi to be described in such a way, right?

Still, nonetheless, he watches afar, something building up inside his chest. It was a foreign feeling, one he hadn't known to exist, but he assumed that it was desire. He wasn't sure at first, think maybe it was the desire to talk to him, or to be his friend, maybe. However, after having spent numerous days watching the black-haired boy saunter to class from the toilets just before school, watching his solemn and melancholy expression face his feet, blank and lifeless, though he could hardly see any of it behind his hair, Hizashi was certain about what he felt.

His desire was to see that boy smile.

There was one main problem with his aspirations, however. He had no idea on how to start! It was one thing that he couldn't approach the boy. But to try and make him smile? He had to take several hundred baby steps in order to get to that stage! 

Conveniently, Nemuri was walking past at that moment, frowning when the usual ecstatic boy was almost sulking, his declining energy levels almost at a state where anyone walking past him would feel gloomy themselves. She clears her throat, by doing so breaking Hizashi's bizarre trance, causing his attention to avert.

"What's up with you, Hiza?" she says, trying to lighten up his spirits by cocking an eyebrow. This only brought more frustration to settle on Hizashi's face. Nemuri sighs, knowing her enthusiastic approach would probably not get her anywhere. "I can tell something is on your mind. So, I'm here if you need me!"

Hizashi sighs himself, submitting to the offered help. "No no! It's ok! I'll spill the beans..." It's extremely out-of-character for Hizashi to be speaking in such a depreciating manner, as if he were disappointed. Which was... partially true. "Do you know who that boy is?"

Nemuri looks over to the scrawny boy picking up the books from his locker, his short hair blocking his face. However, it was enough indication to Nemuri to know his identity. She represses a hiss before she spoke. "He's Shota Aizawa, a student who was let in by recommendations. No one knows much about him but he's known for his snappy responses and stubbornness. I wouldn't recommend you get into a conversation with him because the chances of him cutting it short, or hurting you, are pretty likely."

In honesty, Nemuri was just looking out for Hizashi. She had never known Shota, but she knew well enough to stay away from him, as everyone else did. But one glance at Hizashi and Nemuri knew he really did want to talk to Shota. But why didn't he approach him already?

"But you can still talk to him! What happened to your confidence, Hiza!" Hizashi forces a laugh, looking back to where Shota was supposed to be, eyes searching for him until he saw a glimpse of his black head merging into the crowd.