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BNHA | Various Characters X Reader ( Kissing Booth Series )

 Kissing Booth Series: BNHA Festival AU

You groan as you were practically thrown inside the tall stand decorated with draping white curtains and lace borders, the scent of fabric glue and fresh paint still lingering in the air. You were ambushed—utterly ambushed—by your friends, and now you had absolutely no idea what was going on. The familiar buzz of excitement echoed from outside the booth, the telltale signs of the annual U.A. High Festival in full swing.

This year, like every other, your homeroom class had to present a booth to compete against other classes and year levels. You'd been intentionally skipping the planning meetings. You thought, What's the worst that could happen? Maybe you'll end up just helping in the kitchen or sweeping floors.

You were wrong. So, so wrong.

"Why am I doing this again?" you ask with a groan as Uraraka all but shoves you inside the booth, giggling like a child up to no good. Momo and Mina were following close behind, each of them suspiciously avoiding your gaze.

"We finally settled on our festival booth, and guess what?" Uraraka beamed, practically bouncing on her heels, "You're the star of it, Y/N!"

You stare at her, utterly confused. "Excuse me... what?"

Mina walks up, placing a sympathetic—yet somehow mischievous—hand on your shoulder. "It's gonna be amazing. We're combining a Maid Café theme... with a twist," she pauses for effect, eyes sparkling with mischief. "We're also doing a Kissing Booth! And... you, my friend, are going to be our Lead Kisser."

You blink once.

Twice.

"Are you selling me off for money?!" You gawk at them in betrayal.

Mina shrugs, grinning unapologetically. "Well, yeah. For charity!"

You whip around to Momo, the only one who usually had a bit more sense in these chaotic plans. "Momo, please tell me you didn't approve this."

Momo sighs, smiling softly. "I was outvoted," she said simply, a little guilt tugging at her tone. "But it's all in good fun, Y/N. And... you do look very lovely today." She gestures behind her. Uraraka had just pulled out a giant frilly dress—the kind that belonged in Victorian-era romance dramas—and Mina was grinning like a gremlin.

You cross your arms and pout, "And what makes you think I'd ever agree to this?!"

Uraraka sidles up to you and, with a smile that spelled danger, whispers, "If you don't... we may or may not accidentally let it slip about your little crush to the entire school."

Your whole world stopped.

"...You wouldn't."

"Oh, we would," Mina said, winking. "But if you do this for us, we'll keep our lips sealed."

You stare at the three of them. You are completely cornered. Backed into a frilly, pastel-colored wall.

You sigh in complete surrender, slumping your shoulders. "You guys are evil."

"Love you too~" Uraraka sings as Mina claps like a child who just witnessed her favorite cartoon.

The Makeover

After half an hour of arguing, whining, and very gentle threats, you finally sat down in the makeup chair. Uraraka carefully dabbed your face with foundation while humming happily, and Momo adjusted the tailor-made dress she had created just for today.