Dizzy.That's the only way to describe how you were feeling, your head spinning uncontrollably once you laid eyes on the man that walked through the door.
Though, you aren't alone jn this feeling —because the man who had now locked eyes with you is just as surprised to see you here, as you are to see his pretty, bleached blonde head saunter into the room.
You can hardly catch your breath, while panic sets in for Terushima once he's caught on to what exactly is transpiring. S/n had invited him for dinner with her family, which normally he would decline his sidepiece the liberty of bringing him home to meet the parents— but now that he was single he decided it couldn't hurt.
After all, she spoke about how excited she was for him to meet her sister.
Oh, how wrong he was— because it hurts. It hurts a lot. So much, that he almost looses his balance as he makes a beeline towards you - he isn't even sure what he could say right now, but he's going to try to spit something out, anything.
Your heart rate increases, thumping furiously against your ribcage as he quickly approaches you— your sister smirks deviously at your side, her plan for revenge unfolding pleasantly before her very eyes.
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Dejected | R. Suna
Fanfiction◤ 𝗗𝗲𝗷𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 | pǝjǝkʇǝp | 𝘢𝘥𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝚂𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍. ◢ ↳ The one where (y/n) takes a job as a live in nanny for an emotionally unavailable single father. (ᴅɪʟғ...