My Lover Academia: MHA x Reader [Requests OPEN!]

🌟🍋💌 Unexpected (Shoto x Female!Reader)

*♡request for Serafire101♡*

You watched him from across the crowded party, his eyes sparkling like distant stars in the vastness of the room. His laughter, a warm and inviting crescendo, echoed through the air. Shoto, a friend of a friend, was not your typical party guest; his quiet demeanor and introspective gaze usually kept him at the periphery of such gatherings. Tonight, however, he was the center of attention, surrounded by a constellation of chattering bodies drawn to his magnetic pull.

He caught you looking and offered a shy smile, one that didn't quite reach his eyes but made your heart flutter nonetheless. You'd always felt an undeniable pull toward him, a curiosity that you couldn't quite put into words. His quiet confidence was a stark contrast to the loud, boisterous personalities that usually filled these spaces. As you made your way through the throng of people, the cacophony of their laughter and conversations grew muted, the air thick with the anticipation of your approaching encounter.

With a drink in hand, you approached him, the cool liquid sloshing slightly against the sides of the plastic cup. "Having fun?" you asked, your voice a gentle melody over the din.

"Surprisingly so," he replied, his voice a smooth bass note that resonated through the noise. He took a step closer, and suddenly, the room felt a little less crowded. "You know how I usually am at these things."

You nodded, remembering the previous gatherings where you'd found him tucked away in a corner, lost in his thoughts. "What changed tonight?"

His gaze searched yours for a moment before he shrugged, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Maybe it's the company."

The night unfolded like a dance, the two of you moving in sync, sharing laughs and sips of drinks, the music a background rhythm to your easy banter. Hours passed unnoticed, the room spinning in a blur of colors and smiles. The party grew wilder, the music louder, and the drinks stronger. Your laughter grew bolder, your cheeks flushed, and the line between friendship and something more began to blur.

As the party wound down, the last remnants of the crowd stumbled away, leaving only a few close friends and the two of you, the room now a silent sanctuary to the whispers of your hearts. The air grew heavy with something unspoken, something potent. You reached for the last bottle of whiskey, your hand shaking slightly as you offered it to him. His eyes searched yours, and for a moment, the world stood still. He took the bottle, his fingertips brushing against yours, sending a shiver down your spine.

With the music off and the lights dimmed, the party had transformed into something intimate and unpredictable. You both knew the rules of friendship, but the whiskey had a way of rewriting them, one sip at a time. And as you both took a seat on the couch, the invisible line that separated you grew thinner until it was nothing but a faint memory of what once was.

Shoto's eyes never left yours, as if he was trying to read the story your soul had written across the pages of your heart. You felt the weight of his gaze, heavier than the silence that surrounded you. The air grew thick with tension, a delicious kind of anticipation that made it hard to breathe. With trembling hands, you took a swig of the whiskey, the burn a reminder of the fire that was growing between you.

You leaned in, the scent of him intoxicating-a mix of aftershave and the faint scent of the outside world that clung to his clothes. Your lips met, softly at first, as if testing the waters of a newfound ocean. But the current was too strong, and soon you were lost in the waves of passion, his arms wrapping around you like a lifeline in the storm.