My Hero Academia: Oneshots

☁️Harem of BNHA boys X Reader: Wish Fulfillment Part 2

CHAPTER 3: RECOVERY

"Are you sure you're alright?" A soft solemn concern came from behind you and a hand rested on your shoulder. "I don't want you to overdo it." You gave Shouto a reassuring smile.

"Oh, I'm-"

"If she can't keep up, we have to leave her behind." Endeavor's low brutish voice hovered nearby. Shouto's lips curled at his father's insensitivity, about to raise a fuss, but you were rather used to it at this point. In fact, you could even say you were grateful for it. He was abrasive, yes, and sometimes you doubted his sanity, but Endeavor kicked your ass up and down the streets of this city and you couldn't help but appreciate the boost in strength such hardship had granted you. Hell, he was probably the reason you were able to match Tamaki...

Almost...

Not that there weren't days you didn't question your choice. It's true, if All Might took on students, you would have definitely chosen him instead. But, you had to admit, number two wasn't half bad.

"I won't slow you down, sir." You clenched a fist in resolve.

"See that you don't." Was his only reply.

Bandaged and sore or not, you followed the fiery hero's lead, keeping pace. The dynamic had become a bit strange as of late, seeing as Endeavor's son was now under the same guidance as you were. You had never seen your sensei so focused as when he was pruning Shouto, doting and correcting on his every move. Initially you had found it sweet, but now you were beginning to feel a little out of place.

"Hey, Shouto." You mumbled to him quietly, both of you several feet behind your preceptor.

"Mm?"

"Is it weird having me here?"

"What do you mean?" He furrowed his brows behind strands of beautiful two-tone hair. "Are you tired? Do you need to rest?"

"No. I mean, I can tell that your dad really wants to see you succeed." You glanced up at the unsuspecting father. "Since you showed up, I kinda feel like I'm getting in the way of that. Sorta like a third wheel." You scratched the back of your head sheepishly.

"I didn't know you felt that way." He frowned slightly, and you began to backtrack.

"Oh, eh- no. It's not anything serious, I just-"

"I feel the exact opposite. If anything, my dad's the third wheel." You chuckled openly at him. "...That wasn't a joke..." He added, confusion blooming on his handsome features.

"Well, I'm glad I don't bother you too much." You smiled, figuring that, by the irked glance Endeavor just shot backward, Shouto wasn't speaking for the both of them.

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"Tell me something..."

"Hm?" Shouto stirred his hot tea absentmindedly, basking in the calm aura of the headquarters lounge after a hard day's work.

"What should I know about class 1-A?" You inquired, but you were met by a blank heterochromic stare. "I'm uh... doing a demonstration."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. Just to test you all out." You shrugged, not wanting to give the game away. "So... anything I should know?"

"I believe you probably know the gist of things from watching the Sports Festival." He stated simply, but the way you scooted forward and placed your head in your hands intently made him chuckle. "Well... I would watch out for Bakugou." His nose wrinkled in distaste.