My type - Shinso Hitoshi x reader (LEMON STORY)

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(yo sorry if he sounds a bit OOC, i know its canon that he doesnt have interest in befriending people, i just wanted to experiment with how he'd act with a best friend and stuff. e n j o y)

School's finished for the day and you're happy about it. 

It wasn't as if this was a rare occurrence however, you were joyful to get off school everyday. Why you ask? Well, besides the end of dreadful draining (physical and mental) work going off to harass you yet another day, you become quite excited to spend time with your long-term friend, Shinso Hitoshi. Sure, you hung out everyday but that didn't mean you didn't enjoy partaking in silly shenanigans, him going over to your house, or chilling at the mall with him. You loved every second you bonded with him, whether it was for a day or for a quick minute. You didn't only love that, though. 

You loved him as a whole.

Ever since your first year of junior high in grade seven, you couldn't dare to keep your eyes off of him. Yes, what I'm saying is that you have had a major crush on someone for four years. And god, I barely want to mention how angry you became when you were told that you had low standards. You almost lost a few close friends because of how violent you were with the topic. Having a strong quirk didn't help either. Not one bit. Despite all of that drama, it was true in the end. You did have low standards.

 Hitoshi wasn't bad-looking, nor was he as attractive as Aoyama Yuga. His face was kind of plain, especially with bags under his eye dragging in a very tired appearance. His hair was quite messy. Fortunately, those minuscule things didn't keep you from thinking and reminiscing over his attractive features. 

Jesus, I could go on all day about his seductive deep voice. Hearing on the phone and knowing he was no older than sixteen is absolutely mind-boggling. Just thinking of him whispering lewd statements in your ear could possibly make you climax, no hands needed. 

He had the longest legs as well, standing at five feet and nine inches. I wonder he had something else ranging around nine inches. It was too bad you had to glance up at him sometimes (especially while slouching), but you didn't mind it too much. You thought it was sexy how he was so tall, instead of five feet and five inches like Midoriya Izuku. Sure, Izuku was a sweetheart and all, but he didn't have the appeal that Hitoshi had. 

What made you even more crazy was his personality, in general. He was so mysterious yet clever, no one could ever know what his next move could be. But he wasn't like 'that'. Okay, so what people classified his quirk as evil? The fact that he was still reaching out to be a hero was amazing, especially the part how he probably fights through his greedy intrusive thoughts. After all, he can brainwash and control people, does anyone have a clue on how powerful that is? Seriously, a young adolescent man with very few friends and low popularity levels literally has the key to taking over the world! Is he a f*cking god?! 

Ahem, to conclude my point and calm myself, Hitoshi wasn't the most handsome young man to exist, but to your eye, 

if he stepped on your face, you would apologise to him. 

As the bells rang for dismissal, you and Hitoshi were already speeding away from the campus, giggling about the day's past events. 

"God, did you hear the kid in my class earlier?!" You exclaimed.

"Yeah, what's his name, Bakugan or something?" He replied. He still had his 'quiet' calm tone of voice, but did have his big shiny smile and hints of laughter.

"Bakugou. I swear, he's mental or something."

"I don't know, but he doesn't seem normal. He's so,