The Hero Within (MHA x M! Saiyan Reader)

A Relaxing Day Out

(Y/N) began walking, but quickly stopped, turning to Yaoyorozu with a smile, "Follow me," (Y/N) said, excitement evident in his voice.

 Yaoyorozu quickly caught up and fell into step beside him, matching his stride. The two of them began walking together, their footsteps in sync as they embarked on this adventure.

They walked in comfortable silence, their presence alone providing a sense of solace. The weight of the day's events seemed to dissipate with each step, replaced by a calm and serene atmosphere that enveloped them.

"Hey..." Yaoyorozu quietly called out to (Y/N).

"Hmm," he said curiously, looking towards Yaoyorozu.

"Have you been alright?" Yaoyorozu asked, concern evident in her voice.

(Y/N) paused for a moment, his gaze shifting to the sky as he considered her question.

He put on a brave face and looked back at her with a smile, "Yea. What makes you ask that?"

"Well, after what happened in the U.S.J., it would be hard to be alright..." Yaoyorozu continued, her words carrying a sense of understanding.

A flicker of vulnerability flashed in (Y/N)'s eyes as he absorbed her words. Memories of the U.S.J. incident flooded his mind, the chaos and danger they had faced still etched vividly in his memory.

He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before responding. "I promise, I'm fine," He said his smile returning back to his face, "But the way I decide to move forward from here on defines me as a hero. I can't let what happened there be where my hero journey ends..."

"Yea," she said admiring her classmates resilience.

"We've arrived!" (Y/N) exclaimed, dashing towards the restaurant's entrance. With infectious enthusiasm, he swung open the door and gestured for Yaoyorozu to step inside, playfully saying, "After you, m'lady," with a smirk on his face.

Yaoyorozu couldn't help but return the smile, "Well, well, I didn't expect you to be such a gentleman," she teased, savouring the moment.

(Y/N) chuckled in response to Yaoyorozu's playful comment. "Oh, well, what can I say. My parents raised me right," he said with a hint of mock pride, gesturing for her to enter the restaurant.

As they stepped inside, we shift our attention to a group of teenagers who wore scruffy beards and sunglasses as disguises. Crouched in some bushes across the road from the restaurant.

"Do we really have to wear these beards?" one of them said, scratching at his fake facial hair.

"Yes! They'd notice us otherwise!"

"I'm not doing this," another one chimed in, sounding bored with the whole idea. She ripped the beard off her face.

What in the heck! It was Jiro!

"If she's out, I am too," yet another voice protested, and the speaker threw his beard to the floor.

Wait, even Kaminari!?

"I don't even know why I'm wearing one," a floating beard spoke, followed by the person ripping the fake beard off.

Hagakure? Maybe?

Itching his beard, the first one spoke again, "If no one else is doing it, I'm not either," and with that, he tore off his beard.

Kirishima too?!

Ashido ripped her beard off too, "You guys all owe me for the beards," she said, sulking looking down. She seemed as though she really wanted to wear the beard.