"Pizza? Again?" Jirou's face dropped even more than usual. Yaomomo placed a comforting hand on the vocalist's shoulder, giving her a warm smile. "Let kids be kids." Momo comforted.
A series of 'hey's were shouted throughout the room, to which Yaomomo froze up and apologised so fast that one might've thought she was speaking in another language.
Ding~dong~ding~dong!
Noticing that everyone was too busy chattering away to hear the doorbell ring, Iida sighed and opened up the door, making eye contact with faint (e/c) eyes.
"Hi." Y/N smiled, being around a centimetre taller than Iida. "Your three large pizzas."
Iida tensed a bit at the smooth, honey-like voice that was dipped in half nonchalance and half politeness with a subtle fatigue.
"Yes. Here is the money, thank you for your services." Iida sent a president smile his way before handing over the money and taking the boxes, closing the door. The lingering scent of cheap cologne stuck itself into Iida's brain as he brought over the pizzas, to which everyone shut up and ran toward at the sight.
Though, one thought ran through Iida's head:
'Why is a teenager working such late shifts?'
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midnight deliveries ✓ | mha x m!reader
Fanfiction; in which class 1-a orders pizzas over to the dormitories once every week at midnight, and it just so happens that y/n is the only one working late night shifts. --- mha x male reader i do not own mha tw: mentions of death, self harm [vague]
