Mirror Me

Nineteen

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          A tear slipped down my cheek as I stood in the mirror and detangled my hair. It's been a week since I've last spoken to Hitoshi. I haven't even gotten a text from him nor sent one.

Why do I care so much?

I pulled the brush through my deep conditioned strands of hair. I quickly wiped my cheeks with the inside of my wrist. A lump formed in my throat as I let out a sob.

I know you are NOT crying over some guy right now.

I opened my mouth and let out a sigh looking at my pathetic reflection. "I fucking hate it here." I threw my brush down and quickly rinsed my Hair. After wrapping a towel around my head I sat on my bed and opened my laptop. Immediately an email covered the screen.

From: Golden Dragon INK
To: Y/N, L/N
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Dear L/N, I loved the way you presented my new bar last week.

Your singing and songs were beautiful. My wife loved it. Especially the dress you wore. I'm wondering if your band will be free this weekend to perform again for one of my special guests. Known as Midnight. If you can, may you contact me at this number?

549 *** ****

-Tyler Chessoure

"You've got to be fucking kiddin' me...." I didn't know whether to be shocked or continue to cry but this time out of happiness. Of course I was going to accept the offer, though I didn't know anyone by the name of "Midnight." I smiled widely. The water line quickly disappeared as I jumped up n' down excitedly. Fine. Hitoshi didn't want to be around me anymore. Why sit in a slump? I screeched and ran around my apartment, twirling and skipping.

I looked stupid but I was on cloud nine.

No more Shinsou.

𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂

"So Y/N why did you want to meet us here again?" Aiko asked, clutching her skirt in her hands. Cliffy rocked on her heels waiting for me to answer.

"Now that you are all here I have some news to tell y'all." I smiled. The bell of the ice cream parlor rang continually. Jack tapped his palms on the table like a drum, "Well, spill girly!" He damn there shouted at me.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, "Fineeee, I got a email from the Golden Dragon's owner last night annddd...." all of their eyes widened as I pouted. "They said we sucked that we embarrassed the shit out of them." I fibbed with a sigh.

They all frowned and looked ashamed at themselves.

"I told yall asses we should have chosen different songs..." Cliffy complained.

"We can always try again..." Akio hopefully chimed even though her face expressed sadness.

Jack just kept his head down, eyes fixated on his hands. His pale skin making his red freckles dance on his arms as he played with his finger tips. It hurt me to see them all sad at one time.

Maybe you should rethink your decision?

"IM PLAYING!" I giggled ignoring that quick thought. Jack looked up. "They want us there again this weekend to play for a gusset!" I screamed.

A smile lit on all of their faces "You damn liar!" Jack said playfully, shoving my shoulder. Cliffy took my hands in hers and babbled about how I'm going to look sooo good in the dress she's going to pick. I smiled at her. We always let her get her ADHD covered rants out.. She pulled me in for a hug and I accepted.

I felt heavy arms wrapped around us both. My eyes almost popped out of my head as I was squeezed, we both giggled at Jack. Akio Smiled.

Some things were finally getting better...

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A/N: Release of the Bakugo/Deku/ black reader, coming April-23-2021 Also a Dabi fanfic otw💗