Creativity Must Be Present {Oneshots for The Boiz(tm)}

30 Minutes.

Hitoshi Shinsou x Male!Squad member!Hero!Reader

(Try sayin' that 5 times fast)

(So, this is my first oneshot book. °-° hope y'all will enjoy!)

"What the fuck are you three doing, awake, at 2:30 in the morning?"

Shinsou, Monoma, and Ojirou were standing - and sitting - around one of the tables in the common area.

Hitoshi and Neito both looked at me from their places at either end of the small table, Ojirou look up from his seat, guilt was clear in his eyes.

Even the blonde haired weirdo looked at me with slightly shameful eyes.

Shinsou just looked... sad? Disappointed?

"Actually," the insomniac began, "we're getting ready to head out."

As I rubbed my eyes a little, I now saw clearly what they were wearing.

Their Hero costumes.

"No."

"(N/n)-"

"I said no. You saw what that guy did to Aizawa, and I'm not letting you leave the dorms, Shinsou!" I raised my voice, still being mindful of the sleeping students that surrounded me and the rest of my Squad.

"(L/n), we aren't chasing him down to fight him!" Monoma laughed. "We're just tracking him."

"(L/n), we promise we'll stay out of trouble." The Tail Hero added.

"(N/n), please..."

I look at Shinsou; Straight into his deep purple eyes.

"Fine."

He smiles a little.

"But if you're not back in 30 minutes, I'm contacting Mic." I said, stern and clear.

They agreed.

The two blondies filed out the door, but I grabbed my crush's wrist before he left the grounds.

"Shinsou, I.." I pause.

Am I really gonna do this?

Right now?

To him?

To myself?

What the hell am I even doing?

"I'm serious about that 30 minute cut-off. Don't be late." I made sure my (e/c) eyes displayed the worry I held for the 3/4's of my team.

"Don't worry."

It's been an hour and a half.

None of them are home yet.

I'm getting anxious.

I didn't get Mr. Yamada.

I thought I would give them at least 10 more minutes, but they still aren't here.

I stare down my Hero costume that's displayed on a male figure mannequin in the corner of my room as my leg bounces anxiously.

I push my back off the wall and walk impatiently towards my costume.

"Fuck this."

I put on my mask and tie my short-ish (h/c) hair into a small ponytail.

Then I'm out the window, calling Present Mic as I'm racing towards Harujoshi.