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autumnalsteahouse · 10 months
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this is so sero-coded.
thinking about how after a night out with your friends, you couldn’t get Hanta out of your head. before you left, he looked so hungry.
“baby…” it was like he couldn’t decide which part of you was calling his name the loudest, his eyes were slowly shifting down each inch of your body, “looks like you’re on a mission to get free drinks tonight.”
The blush warmed your cheeks a little too quickly, just like the smile that you were trying to push down.
It’s been a little over two years since you’ve first gotten together, but when he looks at you like that… it gives you the slightest glimpse into later tonight. The thought has you shifting, clenching yourself under his weighted gaze— something that doesn’t go unnoticed.
hanta pulls his lips in before his skilled tongue darts between them and licks his bottom lip, “or is this for me?…” he draws out, wandering gaze leading back up to your stare.
“Is this for me to peel off when you’re done with the club?” he mumbles, stepping towards you; close enough to where his fit front is against your back, the curve of your ass slots perfectly against his stiffened cock. “when you come home after being ogled at and all you wanna do is feel how full I can make you?” his lips were ghosting the shell of your ear, raising goosebumps all along your skin. His hands, spread and open-palmed, cupped the fat of your hips as he presses impossibly harder against you. “This is a little reminder for you that no matter how bad those lame asses want you, they could never fit the print of my dick that I’ve carved into that pretty pussy.”
you were close to salivating, the temptation to stay home was weighing heavily on the scale of options— you did promise your friends that you’d go out… but you didn’t specify for your long…
A couple of hours. That’s how long you could take before all thoughts led to the yearning of felling just how full your boyfriend could make you. The way his dick perfectly curves to hit the gummy spot that makes you feel like you’ve melted into a puddle of warm wax, the way his toned arms hug you close to shape each other perfectly— skin on skin, hot and sensual. In your semi intoxicated state, you needed it now more than ever.
“Hanta…” you whine uncomfortably into the phone, fiddling with your keys while trying to balance the device between your cheek and your shoulder.
“what is it, baby? Are you home?” his voice comes through the phone like velvet, warm and inviting, enticing the human equivalent of a purr out of you.
“‘Mm home but the keys are being so mean…” you trail off as the keys jingle in opposition while you sift through them.
It took no more than 3 seconds for the door to swing open with a shirtless and disheveled Sero Hanta to greet you. He was back-lit, mullet extra shaggy, his broad chest rising and falling as if to even out his breath— not to forget the grey sweatpants that hung low to expose the dark happy trail that guided your eyesight from his belly button to the fulfilling print that was teasing you with every passing second.
You felt yourself salivate.
“those clothes need to come off-“ he nearly growled before cutting himself off by pulling you in by the waist.
You could barley gasp when you were pulled in, there was no time before his lips were on yours.
Animalistic was how it felt, everything went by so fast— your shoes were scattered somewhere, bag dropped and so we’re the keys. Hanta’s hands were everywhere and feeling everything, all the while, you were reminded how hard the man before you was with every hard press against him.
“Were you stroking my pretty cock while I was gone?” you moaned, attempting to sound like honey as you watched him haphazardly kick off his sweats.
“fu… your cock?” he looked back down at you, almost rabid with his pupils so dilated, only making the thumping of your clit heavier.
taking a few steps back, his calves hit the back of one of the chairs in the living room, prompting him to fall into the seat.
“that’s my cock, just like this pretty pussy is yours.”
the look on his face was that akin to a worshiper seeing the deity he’s placed all his faith into— eyes wide and jaw slacked. he followed your movements as you slip out of the base of your fit, leaving you in only your top as you go to straddle his bare lap…
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cefni · 9 months
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Or Nah Part 4
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Characters: Hanta Sero
Last Proofread: July 1, 2023
Concept: Final conclusion to Or Nah.
Warnings: Descriptions of childbirth. Water birth in particular.
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From the day that you two had decided to keep the baby, the time started flying by from there. With a baby in the picture, it seemed like it was fate pushing you two together and saying to "do this". So this time, you listened and you became an official couple.
The first appointment where you got to actually see what was inside of you brought tears to your eyes. Before this point, it was just a line on a pregnacy test and the vomit in the toliet. The sonogram made the baby real. "That's our baby, Hanta." You said happily as your eyes were locked on the screeen. You felt his hand squeeze yours and his lips on your temple in a kiss as he watched the screen with you.
You both then shortly after that, decided to let your parents in on the secret growing inside of you. That was when you both found out that your parents, who had became friends through you two knowing each other as children, had taken bets on who would confess to the other first. The Sero's won the bet and your parents owed them a dinner.
They were even more excited when you both shared with them the ultrasounds from your first appointment. To say that both of your parents went ape shit is an understatement. They were absolutely estatic about the news and were so excited to learn that they were going to be grandparents.
Though they were super disappointed when you told them that they couldn't tell everyone they knew about it yet. You and Hanta had both decided to wait to make your pregnacy announcement until after you were out of the first trimester. Of course, you both wanted your parents to know though. Mina clearly already known and had to be sworn to secretcy.
So when the day came to make your baby's presence known to the world, you both posted a picture of the most recent sonogram with the camption 'So we did a thing...'. Once that green light was given, your friends and parents went nuts.
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As you rpregnacy progressed, Hanta proved over and over again how devoted he was to you. Even without the pregnancy taking for front, he was an amazing partner. It was like you two were two currents in the ocean. Moving with each other in perfect rthym.
That's not to say you didn't have disagreements or have moments when you didn't click with each other. However, they were able to be resolved as you two already knew how to communicate complicated issues with each other. Definately a benefit fo being friends for the majority of your lives.
Hanta attended every single appointment with you and always made sure that he took time off to make sure you needs were met. You were about half way through your pregnancy when you two found out that you were having a boy. You were both so excited to finally know what you were having and you spent the next several weeks picking out a name. Though you ultimately decided as a couple ot keep the name a secret until he was born.
With your pregnacy continuing to progress, you two made the decision to make his bedroom your joint bedroom so that your room could become your son's nursery. With you being pregnat, you were able to over see all of the furniture being moved around and when your nesting kicked in, you were able to put the finishing touches on everything.
You were also very fortunate that Hanta gave you the option to be a stay at home mother if you wanted to. He made enough as a pro hero that you both could live comfortably, but he wanted to leave this decision to you. After all, it would be your career that you would be giving up.
It was a hard question for you to answer. Being a pro hero was your dream job and you two also had the option of hiring a nanny to care for your son. However, there was also a part of you that wanted to be able to be a full time mother to your son. It was a decision you needed to take your time to think through.
As you swelled more and your back and feet began killing you, Hanta began surprising you with spa days that specalized in pregnacy care.
And boy were you needing them!
You were huge and miserable by the time that you had reached your due date. Even by week thirty-nine, you and Hanta were already doing everything you could to try to get labor going once the doctor said it would be safe to go into labor at any time.
Door Dash was regular at your house as you ate as many spicy things that you could get your hands on. It was a nightly routine for you to take long walks with Hanta to see if you could get that to get your labor started. And the sex...
Oh, you guys were having so much sex.
Even with you being so large, Hanta made you still feel so loved and fucked you the same that he did the first time. Letting you still feel the emotion and the passion that he had for you when you fucked. There were even some pregnancy safe ways that he had been able to tie you up during sex that you used to really enjoy the task.
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When you did go into labor, it was at week fourty-two of your pregnancy, and it lasted twenty-two long and miserable hours. Hanta was a blessing through it all. He stayed with you every step of the way. Since you two had discussed your birth plan already, you were both on the same page. With you already being two weeks over due, you already had your bags packed for the birthing center.
You were determined to give birth as natural as possible and the birthing center matched your plan perfectly. They gave you your own private suite with a small kitchenette, bathroom, and bedroom along with enough room in the living space for the pool. You had chosen a water birth, so they make sure to provide everything needed for that.
During your early stage of labor, Hanta make sure to make sure that you were fed and hydrated. He had done a lot of reading on how to support you the best and had made sure that kept your energy up. When you had your contractions, he was there with you. Rubbing your back and being your support through it all.
As the time passed, your labor became harder and harder. Where some women had talked about where labor was beautiful, you were cussing those women as your breathed through your contractions. Especially after your water broke and you went into active labor. It was a lot harder when the contractions really got moving and your body started doing what it needed to.
The pool was definatley a lot more relaxing and soothing in between the contractions. However, contractions were still contractions and those fuckers were painful.
"Fuck-fuck-fuck!" You cried out, holding hard onto Hanta as he rubbed your back from the side of the pool. Whle his hands were on your back, your were wrapped around his torso and digging into his back.
"Breathe, baby, breathe." He encouraged you, keeping his tone low and calm. He was definatley anything but calm on the inside, but he couldn't show that part to you. You needed him.
Once the contraction passed, you felt like you could breathe again without having to force yourself to. Your midwife intervened just long enough to check your dialation. The time you both had long waited for was now here.
"You're fully dialated." She told you both, a smile on her lips. This was it. This was the stage of labor you had been preparing for up to now. "Listen to your body and start pushing when your body tells you that you need to push." She advised you, her tone reassuring.
Even with you pushing, it took a few more hours for you to feel progress with your labor. Reaching down, you could feel the baby's head right there when you pushed your fingers in to check. You had to keep reminding yourself through your pain and exhaustion that you were almost there.
But you were so tired and and in so much pain. After your last push with your body, you started crying as you half laid on your side and half laid on your back in the pool. Your head laying on the side of the pool where Sero could hold you.
"I can't do this, Hanta." You cried, feeling defeated and completely exhausted from your hours of labor. "I can't do this anymore." You cried then screamed as you felt another contraction and pushed with it.
"You can do this." Hanta was so soft and reassuring as he said the words to you, helping to hold your head above the water as you pushed with this contraction. "You have this. You're almost there."
You only got a small breather after that contraction ended and when the next one started. This contraction brougth a new level of burning and searing pain with it. It felt like you were being ripped in half.
"There is his head." The midwife said encouragingly to you from the other side of the pool where she watched. "That's his head trying to come out that you feel."
It was the ring of fire and they were not kidding when they said that this would be one of the most painful parts.
"Just how we praticed." Your midwife then chimmed in to remind you softly.
Adjusting your body a little more so you were sitting up a little more on your side, you reached down between you. You really could feel the top of the baby's head as it was trying to push past your vaginal opening.
"AH-FUCK FUCK FUCK!" You screamed, pushing hard with your next contraction as it shook through you. You didn't know if the screaming was helping, but it was at least helping you feel like you were letting some of the pain out as you did it.
Then you felt it. A sudden release of pressure as your son's head pushed through your vaginal opening finally. "Hanta, help me." You cried, fearing that you weren't going to be able to stay in this position and pull the baby up. You felt like you were going to pass out from exhaustion.
Without thinking further on it, Hanta got into the pool with you. Clothes and all as he moved to your lower body. He reached his hands down and found the baby's head sticking out of you. It was all so surreal. He was holding his child's head literally in his hands as he was coming out of you.
"I got him." Hanta said softly and reassuringly to you, helping you to use his body to rest your legs on. "We're almost there, baby." It was insane. This whole birth expereince was different for him. "He's right here." It was more magical and amazing to him as he supported you.
Mustering up the energy from somewhere deep inside of you, you screamed as you pushed as hard as you could on the next contraction. You pushed, and pushed, and pushed until you finally felt it. The searing intense pain and a sudden feeling of pressure being released as you felt him slip the rest of the way out of you.
Though he was so inexperienced in this, Hanta quickly made sure the umbilical cord was not around his son's neck before pulling him above the water. "He's here!" He said, his own voice breaking as he brought him on your chest above the water.
Once both of your hands were on him, you started crying as you looked down at your son on your chest. Your eyes then found Hanta's and you saw that he had started crying as well. He moved to sit with you in the pool. "He's so perfect." You cried to him as you felt him guide you in between his legs to hold you both while the midwife did her part.
You weren't even hearing the praise from the midwife as she then also joined you in the pool. She gave placed a thin receiving blank over your son and your chest to help keep him warm before moving in to the next task. She was now more focused on helping you deliver the placenta that kept you and the baby attached to each other.
"I love you." You cried to Hanta as you two held your crying new born son.
Hanta's lips came to yours in a deeply emotional kiss. "I love you, too."
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Once Hanta had been able to cut the umbilical cord for your son and you had been given three stitches for your first degree tear, you two had decided to spend time as a small family to bond with your son. Not to mention that you were absolutely exhausted and the baby was going to be monitored for a little bit by the midwife just to make sure everything was okay.
When you did allow your parents and friends to come and meet your son, you both were showered with affection and praise. Apparently, your mothers were bound and determined to hog your son all to themselves. The completely fawned over him and made sure everyone knew that he was just as handsome as his father was.
At some point, Mina was able to wrangle the baby away from your mothers and spend some time fawning over him herself. At one point, she began crying over how overwhelming this was for her. Here was this little soul that she had loved as his honorary aunt before she knew what he was.
"Eijiro, we're having a baby!" Mina informed him, her tears coming heavy down her face when he wrapped his small hand around one of her fingers and babbled at her. "We'll talk about it when we get home." Was all Eijiro responded, not shooting her down, but recongnizing that her response might be coming from emotion.
When you were able to come home from the birthing center, your parents took turns staying with you guys at your apartment. Helping you learn how to become parents and learning how to understand what your baby was needing from you. It was a huge help, especially on getting caught up on sleep so you weren't so exhausted when Hanta had to return to work.
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Before you knew it, six months had passed since you had given birth to your son. Hanta had retunred to work and you had decided to become a stay at home mother. At least until he was old enough to go to school.
It was still hard to believe that you were a mother, but you had no regrets about anything. Your heart felt so full every time you look at your son or Hanta. It was perfect and he really was an amazing father.
You watched from the door way into the living room as Hanta napped peacefully in the reclining chair. Your son asleep on his chest. It was a beautiful sight and you took the opportunity to take out your phone and snap a picture of the scene before you.
It was almost as if it was on cue. As soon as you got the picture, your son started stirring and whimpering. Waking up your boyfriend. "I'll take him." You said, walking over and picking him up off of Hanta's chest."
"Are you sure?" Hanta asked with a yawn. Being a father was so rewarding, but it was also tiring. Especially with him being back to work full time now. "I don't mind staying up with him tonight so you can sleep."
You waved him off as you settled onto the couch with him. Lifting up your shirt so you could slide your breast out of your nursing bra. "You're the one that worked today." You responded to him as you helped your son manuver into position and letting him latch before settling back down to nurse. "I'll join you in a little bit when he goes back to sleep."
Hanta smiled at you and the picture that was in front of him. You, nursing his son with you. As much as he wasn't planned, he had no regrets either. He didn't know life could be like this until he was living it.
Getting up from his chair, Hanta came over to give you two. He gently stroked the top of your son's head before bending down and giving you a soft and loving kiss. "Wake me up if you need me." He told you before going to lay down in bed for the rest of the night.
You ended up not being too far behind him. Once you were finished breast feeding, he had fallen back asleep and you two went back into the bedroom. Hanta was already alseep when you laid the baby in his bassinette next to the bed and you laid down in bed next to your boyfriend.
Whne you woke up in the morning, both Hanta and the baby were not in the room with you. It was Hanta's day off, so you assumed that he had gotten up with the baby. You checked the time on your cell phone before getting up and going to the attached bathroom.
After you had your morning pee, you stopped coming out of the bathroom to brush your hair. That was when you noticed it in the mirror.
There, on the ring finger of your left hand was something shiney. Pulling your attention away from your image in the mirror, you look at your hand.
And there it was.
A diamond engagement ring.
"Hanta?" You called before you pulled your eyes away and turned to the door way.
You didn't get to say anyting else. As soon as you turned around, there he was.
On one knee with your son in one of his arms.
"You are the most amazing thing in my life." Hanta started off, looking up at you. "You've been the pillar of my life that has kept me going and kept me focused on everything." He continued. "I could never image my life without you."
This was the point in where you started crying.
"Will you marry me?"
"YES!" You yelled, dropping down to your knees and throwing one arm over his shoulder and the other around your son. "A million times yes!" You cried as your lips came in contact with his.
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A/N: That's all for this one folks! Please feel free to comment or inbox me requests or encouragement! It really makes my day!
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inkedcherry · 1 year
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oh god i posted the wrong image idc that they look the same this is the right one i swear💀
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emmyrosee · 1 year
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BABY WHATS HAS BEEN BOTHERING YOU??? DO I HAVE TO BEAT ANYONE UP?
ALSO THANK UOU OH MY GOD IM IN LOVE WITH SERO. if you feel up to it would you write a little Drabble on roommate/best friend! Sero x reader where they are literally such close friends but sero is a RELENTLESS tease (bc I fucking live for teasing). Maybe also if you wanted to add some bits in there with a whole bunch of cuddling & the reader being super affectionate w Sero? Just some good ol’ banter and fluff<3I hope you’re feeling better my love, I’m wishing you all the best❤️❤️ -pip anon
LITERALLY LIVE LAUGH LOVE FOR TEASY!SERO MATE
Also this is a fookin novel I’m so SORRY-
A/N hiya! Future Emmy here! So. This is REAAAAAALLY long because I have no self control. Grab some popcorn and a drink because goOD GOD- also not so much a drabble as like. A series of how I think ish went but pLEASE feel free to send me more 🥲
It was just after college, me thinks, when you moved in together. He was a cousin of a friend of a friend who needed a roommate, and you were the broke student who also needed a roommate.
He honestly was amazed you two clicked at all, you didn’t seem like the kinda person who would be into his teasing ways and banter, but you had this knack for it, you were able to fire back almost any garbage tease and flirt he’d throw your way.
So much so that… it almost becomes natural.
He’s not sure when you started to laugh in place of snapping back at his flirts. He’s not sure when you started making plans for the two of them, rather than just the one.
He does, however, know when you started to cuddle him. It was like, three in the morning, you two had been binging whatever sillyass show Denki told him to watch, and at some point, you knocked out.
Sero only knew that you had, when you’d nuzzled into his shoulder and a line of drool fell from your lips and onto his hand. He wrapped his arm around you and the way you curled into him just… it felt so sweet. He didn’t think anything of it, though.
Until you did it again. This time, in his bed, when you’d watched too many documentaries about those damned serial killers- look, he gets that they’re addicting, but come on, at night?- and you were terrified to go to sleep.
So, you crept into his bed, gently nudging him and asking if he could hold you, which had him blinking in confusion. You felt that safe with him?
He smirks, “little baby too scared of the dark?”
“Shut up, you’re scared of clowns.”
He snorts, “alright. Shut up and come here.” He opened one of his arms and immediately, you were out like a light, once again drooling slightly on his chest when you kept your mouth open too long.
And it really, really became a thing. You stopped asking to crawl into his bed, you just kind of. Did, because it was comfier and warmer, and he was a great cuddler he didn’t seem to mind it, so you just took the matters into your own hands and climb in.
Even on couches, flopping on top of him and burrowing into his chest, to which he instinctively wraps his long arms around you.
“Y’know,” he mumbles, fingers scratching your scalp, “if I wanted something stinky to lay on my chest, I’d get a damn cat.”
“You love me and you know it.”
Sure enough, as payback for throwing that four letter word into the apartment space, he started flopping down on you, making you groan and wheeze with laughter every time. He started coming into your space and shoving his cold hands under your shirt to make you scream- even worse when he shoves his feet down the back of your sweats, fucking menace- because why did you have to throw out that word? That word should be banished from your home space, saged away like a demon, kept locked in a basement far, far away.
But he doesn’t say all of that. Because you’re right, and he’s almost positive you feel the same way, because for as much as he leans in to kiss your head, you lean up to peck his lips.
He’s laying down on his stomach, you come over to bite at his ticklish neck.
He turns over in his sleep, you instantly toss your arms around him to spoon him right back.
He’s got feelings for you, and you don’t really hide yours from him.
But but bUT BECAUSE HE doesn’t know what to call… whatever it is you’re doing, so he’s also like. Uber protective over your friendship and the labels of whatever dynamic you share. The first time he had his friends over after you moved in with him, you tried your best to keep out of their way, wanting him to have his time with his friends outside of you.
And from your bedroom, you hear them cheering and yelling at whatever sport they’d put on the screen, the cracking of soda’s and the dings of the oven rang through your small apartment. You can only smirk and shake your head when it’s all silent and suddenly, a roar of laughter can be heard from the living room.
Your phone vibrates at some points or another, and it’s all from Sero, checking in and asking begging you if you would like to come out.
Slum Lord 🧡 you sure you don’t wanna come out for some munchies?
you don’t have to stay long, promise
i know your dumbass didn’t take any food in your cave when you went in 🙄
the boys don’t bite
ok MAYBE denks bit midoriya once, but he shouldn’t have had his fingers there.
he knew better smh
SENT oh my god wILL YOU SHUT UP IF I DO?
Slum Lord 🧡 no, but I think it’s funny you thought it would :)
And, even if it’s just to appease him, you roll your eyes and push yourself out of bed- sweatpants and bed head and all- and shuffle out to meet them before shambling back to bed to leave them be. But there’s no way to hide the smile that spreads on your cheeks when instantly at hearing your door open, Sero’s head tips back against the couch to look at you, a teasy smirk on his cheeks.
“Mornin’, sunshine,” he says, chuckling. “Good to see you got all pretty for my friends.”
“I already pay you to live here,” you snort, making your way to the kitchen. “I don’t have to look presentable anymore.”
“That’s fair.” He quickly introduces all his friends who honestly look… bewildered. Not necessarily because you were disheveled, but because of the way Sero just… looks at you.
As soon as you were in the kitchen, he hops up on his feet to meet you in there, his arms tossing around your waist while you heat up one of the pieces of pizza, “you wanna hang out, watch the rest of the game with us? Quarter and a half left, if you wanted to.”
“It’s alright,” you hum back. Your head tips back to rest against his shoulder, “you have fun with your friends. You know where I’ll be.”
“Fine,” Sero grumbles. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, mumbling something his friends can’t hear.
“You were little spoon last night!” You whine.
And still, from the living room, all his friends do is just. Watch. Bakugou tries to peel his gaze from the scene every once in a while, Todoroki blushing furiously because it’s weirdly intimate banter for roommates in a kitchen, but for the most part, they stay silent and just observe the dynamic. It’s almost like the shouldn’t be there, but it’s like a car crash, they can’t look away even if they should.
The way Sero sways subtly with you to pass the time of your cooking pizza, the squeak you let out when he nips at your ear, the way he’s got you encased in his grip like you’d disappear if he didn’t.
It’s not how roommates act at all, they think.
But it’s most definitely how a couple acts.
Especially when the interaction ends with a soft kiss on your head before you pad back into your bedroom, the group comes down to two conclusions:
Sero is hiding your relationship status, or you’re both too dumb to see the sparks practically flying.
And if they want answers, they better start poking.
“So,” Denki sings, grinning knowingly at his friend once he sits back down. “You never told me your roomie was so cute.”
Sero’s eyes immediately shot over to the blonde in a form of a glare, but he shifted in his seat to try and stay comfortable. “Didn’t think it would be important information. That’s not why I gave them the room, anyways.” His arms cross over the back of his head as he leans back, eager to stop this conversation. “And don’t call them cute. That ego of theirs is too fuckin’ big already.”
“That why you hid them away for so long?” Bakugou pokes, smirking. From the floor, Mina and Midoriya chuckle, and Sero glares at them with everything he has to make them shut up.
Not that it works, but it was a good effort.
“I didn’t ‘hide’ anyone,” he scoffs. “You dickheads just never come over. Could’ve met ‘em months ago.”
Unconvinced, Denki hums and takes a sip of his drink; he’s always been able to read Sero like a book- he wasn’t fooling him any time soon.
Todoroki leaned back in his seat, the corners of his mouth quirking upwards. “But, in that case… you are implying that you do find them cute, yeah?”
Sero popped one of his eyes back open; he eyed his friends for a moment, but deciding to keep any form of illusion still alive, he shrugs and lets a wide grin ease over his cheeks.
“Dunno what you’re talkin’ about.”
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jullovve · 1 year
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head empty only sero hanta wearing a skirt
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livvyisb0red · 1 year
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Best friend Sero. Best. Friend. Sero.
Like literally imagine you two being the platonic besties where you can just lay your head on each others shoulders whenever. Or the sleepovers you two would have, not caring about sharing the bed. The hugs, the pranks, the laughs. The ideal best friend right there.
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bnha-as-my-life · 2 years
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kaminari: *trips and falls*
bakugo: are you fucking incompetent
sero: yeah he is
sero: *trips and falls*
sero: dammit
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maiyami · 2 years
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𝟡𝟘 𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕤
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“Give me 90 days, then I will be used to him not being here.”
One-shot
Bakugou Katsuki X Female Reader ft Hanta Sero
Minors don’t interact 18+
Unedited, so it’s basically shit.
Content: break-up, mentions of sex, mentions of drug use, unhealthy coping mechanisms, angst, hopefulness, open ended ending, and more.
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Six days later:
“Honey…you have to get out of this apartment. Sitting around isn’t going to make you feel better.”
Mina was sitting across from you at your kitchen table, you could see the worry in her eyes.
It had been almost a week since Bakugou said that he needed to be away from you. That he thought it wasn’t the right time for the both of you to be together.
“You’re the right person, but it’s the wrong time.” His voice echoed through your mind. Such a fucking cop out. That’s what first went through your mind, that if he just didn’t want to be with you that he should man up and say it how it is.
There was pain behind your eyes as you looked back at her. Face swollen from the amount you had cried, blotchy red spots marked your face, and you overall looked hollow.
“I appreciate you coming over, but I really want to be alone.” You basically hissed at her. Getting up from the table to move yourself back on the couch. Plopping back down in the little home you made there.
The sigh that sounded from Mina made you realize that she wasn’t going anywhere. Feeling her sit next to you, pulling you into her embrace. Sitting there in silence while her fingers played with your hair.
“I’m not saying put yourself out there to date again…but at least leave these walls. And bitch take a shower…you stink.” That earned a chuckle from you, which gave Mina some hope. Kissing the crown of your head before laughing herself. “Come get coffee with me, but SHOWER first.”
You mulled it over for a moment, pulling yourself from her arms. You nodded, getting up to make your way to your bathroom.
Mina basically shot herself off the couch, running into your room to put an outfit together. Calling out from the other room while you turned the water on. “See! This will be good! Baby steps my lovely!”
You didn’t answer back, stepping into the hotter than hell water. Letting it just pour down your skin. Something that didn’t make you feel numb, it actually hurt your skin. The first thing you’ve felt since he left.
While hearing Mina move about in the next room, you finally called back to her. Your voice sounded defeated, almost soft in tone as well.
“Give me 90 days, then I’ll be used to him not being here.”
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19 days later:
It was still hard, many things reminded you of Bakugou. When someone had a husky voice when speaking, a hot-head sounding off when something bothered them, seeing blonde haired men walking down the street even, and it made all those memories you pushed down…come back to the surface.
While you sat outside this coffee shop, your mind wandered. It was like you were there again, the day he asked you to be his.
The blush on his cheeks, how adorable you thought it looked on him. Him stuttering out his words before holding your hand tightly. How he asked if it was something you wanted, that he couldn’t just stay friends with benefits with you when I loved you so much more than just a quick fuck.
He loved you…it still stings to think that there was someone who loved you. Someone who said they would be there through your tough times. Only for him to not be there for them anymore. The time he looked over your body, put his hands on you…it all started to come back.
You remembered the first time he touched you. His hands rough, but also somewhat soft. Pushing your breasts together, only to shower them with love bites and kisses. How his tongue trailed down your sternum, hot to the touch from his fiery mouth. God…he could make your body feel like it had never been touched before.
His hands pushing your thighs up towards your chest, lovingly kissing your plush thighs. Until a harsh nip would cause you to arch your back. Every little mark he left on your body was then kissed over so passionately that it made your head spin. His tongue parting your lower lips before sucking on your clit so hard it made your eyes cross.
Thick fingers pushing their way into you, curling up to hit that perfect spot. You thought right then and there that you’d never feel pleasure like this ever again. Especially when he finally slipped his thick cock into your tight walls. The way he rolled his hips against yours, the way your thighs trembled against his frame…the stars in your eyes were brighter than the ones in the night sky.
“You’re fucking perfect…princess.” He muttered into the crook of your neck before you moaned softly for him. Before his hips stopped, releasing all the love that he had for you.
As you pulled yourself from that memory, you felt your waterline start to tear up. Bringing a hand up to brush under your eyes before your tears threatened to spill over your cheeks. You couldn’t let Mina see you cry again.
But as she approached you, you already knew that she saw the action. Sadness washed over Mina’s face while she sat down, grabbing onto your hand tightly. “71 more days, you’ll get through it.” She said with such love in her voice before you showed her your first smile in over a month. It gave her hope, easing herself into conversation with you.
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37 days later:
It was your first time actually going out since the break up, Mina made sure that no one mentioned Bakugou. “If anyone mentions him, I’ll melt your face off.” Her words exactly to your friend group. Which in fact, no one had heard from Bakugou lately. It wasn’t like he was taking the break up well either, the only person he truly spoke to was Kirishima but even Kiri knew better than to mention how upset his best friend was. He knew it didn’t do any good.
The dress the girls picked out for you really showed off your features. Low neck line, lace at your hips, and so body fitted that it left little to the imagination. You finally felt good about yourself, like maybe things were starting to feel better. Slowly getting used to the idea that Bakugou was no longer in your life. You were starting to become yourself again.
Once you made it into the club, you mood changed about how you felt. Suddenly out of place, like it was wrong for you to be here. Wrong for you to feel somewhat okay at the thought of going out to have fun.
Everyone was extremely pleased that you came out, bringing you into hugs, face kisses, and complimenting you to the nines. Even if you felt out of place, you were going to force yourself to have a good time.
It was about an hour into being there, the music vibrated the seat you took home in. Declining to dance with anyone who asked, milking the drink in front of you. That’s when Sero finally moved from his seat, coming to slither his way to sit next to you.
“You aren’t trying~” He hummed into your ear, before he laughed a little.
He wasn’t wrong, you weren’t trying to have a good time. It more felt like you had to be here. It made you sigh, leaning back into the booth before looking at him.
“I feel out of place, like I can’t let go and have fun.” You said back loudly over the thumping of the base.
He looked over you for a moment, letting his hand slide into his front pocket before producing a little baggy in front of your eyes. The little white substance glistening in the florescent lights while his cheshire smile graced his lips. You eyed him for a moment, shaking your head before grabbing your drink once again.
“No.” You said loudly before his shoulders shrugged.
“Come on, sweetheart. Live a little, let go!” He opened the bag, putting his pinkie into the baggy before bringing the appendage up to his nose. Sniffing in while he let his head fall back. The pleasure that moved over his face made you think.
Maybe this will make you feel better, make you forget more. Moving forward toward him, letting your eyes flutter up to meet his. “Fine.” Is all you had to say before he dipped his finger back into the bag. Bringing it up to your face. Looking into his eyes once again before taking a hold of his wrist. Closing your eyes to inhale.
It didn’t take long before euphoria to grace over your mind, the music sounded better. You felt out of your body as you took his hand into yours. Pulling him out into the center of the dance floor. The smirk that graced his lips as he looked back at Kirishima and Denki really said it all.
You pulled him fleshed against your body, hands slipping behind his neck while his thigh parted your legs. The Spanish music made it so much easier to grind yourself against him to the beat of the music. Faces close together while you teased him, lips ghosting over his before they finally locked together.
Little did you know, your friends sitting at the booth looked on with worry. They all knew this wasn’t the way for you to forget Bakugou. Kirishima leaned in to speak with the others, voicing his opinion.
“This isn’t good…he is playing into her pain. He shouldn’t be doing this.” He went to get up, he wanted to stop what was happening. It wasn’t until Jirou grabbed his arm. Pulling him back into his seat.
“Leave it be, Kiri. This is the most fun I’ve seen her have in months. It’s her life…let her get through it the way she needs.” Now that pissed Kirishima off. Something that rarely happened.
“It’s not right and you know it!” Pulling himself from her grasp, only to look up and find that both Sero and you were gone. He didn’t see either of you, panic rushed over his body.
In the back of the club, Sero had you pinned in the one stall bathroom. His lips attached to your neck while you grinded down on his thigh. Pupils blown wide as soft little mewls slipped past your lips. It felt different, but honestly it wasn’t a good different.
His hands weren’t rough, his touch was rushed, and he wasn’t anything like Bakugou. His tongue didn’t burn your skin, his hands didn’t give you goosebumps. Right then and there, that’s when you realized that…Bakugou ruined you for other men. Even drugs weren’t going to help you feel what he used to make you feel.
As Sero’s hand moved under your dress, that’s when your chest bobbed. Cheek hot as tears started to come down your face.
Once Sero saw, he immediately stopped. Moving to cup your cheeks in his hands before sighing. He didn’t need to say anything once he saw the hurt in your bright eyes. He just wrapped his hands around your middle, pulling you in to bury your face into his chest. His voice soft as his head rested on the top of yours. “I know…” was all he said before you let it all out.
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52 days later:
After everything that happened in the club, it actually made you become closer to Sero.
He understood the pain of losing someone who was in your life daily, all he wanted was to be there for you. Which ended up in daily smoking sessions up on the rooftop of your building.
You found comfort in him, something you didn’t think would be possible for a long time. Sure, he didn’t give the warmth you basked in with Bakugou. But he did give you something else, a little glimpse of happiness without him.
One night while you both sat on top of the roof, a blunt already ashed out. Sero finally asked what he had been thinking ever since you started to date his over the top stubborn hot-headed friend.
“What made you want to be with Bakugou?”
Leaning back on your hands, you looked up into the stars. A little smile spread over your features before answering him.
“He made me feel warm? Like sitting in the sun on a cool day. He accepted me for me, didn’t look at my flaws as thing that weren’t attractive. That I didn’t need to keep my walls up around him, didn’t need to hide my own rage that was buried deep down inside…he made me feel whole. It was nice to be loved by someone who had just as many insecurities as myself. I didn’t want to hide the worst parts of myself with him.” You sighed.
Maybe this is what you needed as well, someone to just understand why you loved someone who was very similar to yourself. That he wasn’t as bad as everyone made him out to be. But it also made you realize that maybe it was doomed from the beginning. That it was going to end as quickly as it started.
As you kept looking up, Sero put his arm around you. Letting you lean your head onto his shoulder. He wished at that moment he could take your pain away, make you see that he could give you all of that. But it wasn’t the time, you were still hurting. You still needed time and he was going to let you have it.
“I get it, I hope you find that someone again.”
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79 days later:
It didn’t hurt nearly as bad when you saw Bakugou on the news. You actually felt proud that he saved so many people from a villain attack at a local school.
You sat there watching the footage, he looked great. Uncut hair, big muscles, and that ever present scowl on his handsome face. It didn’t hurt, which at first scared you a bit.
Reliving the memories just felt like a past life now, that you could look back at them as found memories with someone you used to know. He is a stranger to you now, but it was for the better you think.
Footsteps sounded behind you, while a coffee mug was place in front of your face. Mina looked down at you with a smile. Moving her eyes up to the tv to see what you were watching. Narrowing her eyes before looking back at you. You could feel her eyes burning into the side of your head.
“I can practically hear your thoughts, spit it out.” You said before taking a sip of your coffee.
“You’re- you have been doing so well…I don’t want you regressing. What about Sero?”
You turned the tv off, the brightest smile placed on your lips while you looked up at her. You seemed so whole to her now, it made her feel shitty about what she asked.
“It doesn’t hurt to watch him be good at what he does.”
That made Mina smile, sitting down next to you to lean into your body. “That a girl!” Mina was beaming, it finally felt like she had her friend back. That bright and cheery smile finally found its way back lovingly on your beautiful face. You didn’t have bags under your eyes from late nights of crying or horrible drug use.
“Sooo how are things with Sero? You two have gotten really close lately.” She said with a sing-song voice.
That’s when she saw the devil dance behind your eyes, giving her a little smirk before turning the tv back on. “Don’t worry about it.”
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90 days later:
You did it, you did what you said was going to happen.
It took 90 days, 90 long days but you were finally used to Bakugou not being around. It didn’t hurt at all. It didn’t hurt when someone mentioned him, or when you saw him at pro-hero balls, or even when you had to pass by his agency to get to your own.
It didn’t hurt, it felt refreshing. Like breathing in oxygen after you felt like you were suffocating under water.
The night was cool, sitting up on the rooftop while you waited for Sero to get off of patrol. The air kissed against your skin, making you wonder why you ever hated the cold. It made you feel alive now, that it soothed your heart.
As your phone vibrated next to you, it pulled you out of your peaceful thoughts. Glancing down at it, you felt your body freeze. A number flashed on your screen that you would never forget, no matter how long it had been.
“Hey, it’s Bakugou. I wanted to talk.”
You finally got used to him not being around, but that message made you remember just how hard it was to let him go. That message made things you had pushed down deep in your heart come flooding back. How you remembered why you hated the cold. Because his warmth was always there to keep you happy.
It didn’t matter how long he had been out of your life, Bakugou Katsuki still had a hold on your heart that you think will never go away. Even if it had been 90 days.
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hallowinspirit · 2 years
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Sero is so cool!!! I'd love to be his friend in real life 🖤〽️🎂 Happy Birthday to him!!
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80pairsofcrocs · 2 years
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looking everywhere
mina : looking left because you dont treat me right
sero : looking right because you left
denki : looking up because you let me down
y/n : looking down because you fucked up
bakugou : what the fuck is wrong with you guys
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lukiifer · 1 year
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first page of this new sketchbook done :]
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cefni · 10 months
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Or Nah Part 2 - NSFW
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Character: Hanta Sero & Mina Ashido
Last Proofread: June 15, 2023
Concept: Part two from Or Nah.
Warnings: References to unprotected sex, cream pie, post sex clean up, and angst.
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You and Hanta stayed on the floor for a while after you both started coming down from your orgasms. Basking in the afterglow with each other. With gentle touches and soft kisses, you softly worshiped each other and whispered soft words of affection to each other. Your noses gently brushing up against each other occassionally.
Once Hanta had pulled out of you, you could feel your combined juices starting to slip out of you. Without you asking, he had already grabbed his t-shirt and gave it to you. Coming up on your elbows, he bent down to bring his lips to yours in a kiss before he helped you up off of the floor.
His dark eyes watched with a glimmer of amusement as you walked to the bathroom to clean up. While you were doing that, he picked up your clothes and walked them over to your bathroom. Handing them to you. "Do you want to finish the movie or go to bed?" Hanta asked, sliding his own sweatpants on to just above his knees.
You sat on the toilet for a moment as you let his cum drip out as you watched him use the sink to rinse his dick off. "We should pack another bowl and finish the show in bed." You then suggested, squealing as he flicked water from his hands at you before using a towel to dry off. Pulling his pants up the rest of the way.
Your dopey smile met his as he leaned down to you and softly kissed you again. "I'll get everything set up in my room." Hanta told you, closing the door slightly behind him to give you some semblance of privacy as you finished dripping.
When you did make it into his room, neither of you made it through the comedy special. You both made it through the bowl and crawling in bed to cuddle, but you both passed out before the special was over.
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When Hanta woke up the next morning, he was a little confused for a moment when he woke up alone. He remembered having fallen asleep with you in bed with him, but now he was alone.
Reaching over, he felt the spot in the bed where you had slept next to him. It felt cool, so you must have gotten out a bed a while ago. Taking a moment to stretch his body out before sliding out of bed and pulling a pair of sweatpants on.
Hanta walked out into your shared apartment, looking to see if you were hanging out at the house. He called your name and when he didn't get a response, he checked your room and the bathroom. When he walked back, he noticed that your keys were missing from the hooks by the door.
That was the sign that reminded him that you had a lady's day with Mina planned for today. He didn't know why, but that made him feel a little less anxious about waking up alone. Walking back into his room, he grabbed his cell phone up off of his night stand before flopping down on his bed.
Hanta saw the text message from his ex-girlfriend Camilla was already marked as read and assumed he checked it in his sleep earlier. Pulling up his texts with you, he had a soft smile on his face as he typed up a text and sent it to you.
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Meanwhile, you and Mina were already well on your lady's day adventure. Currently, you were both enjoying drinking mimosas while getting pedicures. You both tried to do this at least once a month to spoil and pamper yourself.
"What design are you thinking of getting on your nails?" Mina asked from the massage chair next to you, taking another sip of her mimosa. She was currently letting her dainty pink feet soak in the warm tub at the bottom of the chair.
"I was thinking something like this." You said, pulling up the picture of the design you had seen and handing her your phone. You and Mina have seen each other naked, so you weren't worried about her seeing anything in your phone.
However, while Mina was checking out the picture on your phone, the text message from Sero came through. One right after another quickly.
Sero: Hey beautiful! Sero: I had a great time last night. ;) Sero: Perhaps we could talk about what this means for us when you come home?
"Whoa!" Mina said, her eyes going a little wide as she read the text messages and tapped on it to see the rest. "What did you and Sero do last night?" She asked, turning your phone back to you so you could see the texts on the screen.
Quickly snatching your phone back away from her, you felt your face get instantly hot. There was no doubt that you were now suddenly redder than her! "We had sex last night." You admitted to her, lowering your voice so that others around you couldn't exactly hear you.
"No way!" Mina gasped, her pink hands going to cover her mouth to quiet her words. Being a pro was already hard to not have attention on you, so you tried to keep quiet in the places you paid extra to not have more attention on you. "What was it like?!"
"It was... amazing." You responded. You kept your voice hushed so that the words would stay between you two. "It was easily the best sex of my life." You added a soft sigh to the end of your words.
Mina struggled to hold in her squeal of excitement. "So, is this going to mean that you two are together now?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows at you.
"I don't think so..." You responded with a sigh. You closed his text messages out without responding and slipped it back into your purse. "His phone went off this morning when I got up. I know I shouldn't of looked, but Camilla's name came up and I couldn't stop myself." You admitted, not making eye contact with Mina.
"Oh no." Mina honestly was sad hearing that. She knew that Camilla was his most recent ex-girlfriend and had been his longest lasting relationship. "But he texted you! Maybe he's it wasn't what it looked like?" Mina suggested, her tone sounding hopeful for her friend.
"I guess they have plans to go out on a date tonight." You finally admitted to her. You certainly weren't feeling very proud looking through his text messages with her this morning. "I think it would be better if we just stayed friends. I don't want to ruin our friendship by dating."
"Damn, girl. That really sucks." Mina responded softly, her tone echoing the sadness that she felt for the situation that her friend was in. "Hopefully, you two will be able to figure it out."
Before you had a chance to respond, you had been informed that your pedicure was finished. You were then told which desk to go to for your manicure and helped with your items so you could move positions. With Mina still a few minutes behind you, it would be another minute before she rejoined you.
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As much as this was a conversation that you were trying to avoid having, you knew you had to go home at some point. So, when you did get home after your spa day with Mina, you found that Sero was home waiting for you. You felt your heart sink when you saw his bright smile turn towards you from the tv.
"Hey, there you are." Sero greeted with a bright smile from his spot on the couch. He looked so soft and so reassuring. Like the feeling of warm wax wrapping over your heart. "Did you get my text?" He asked, a little glimmer of hope in his eyes that you haven't expected to be there.
Sero deserved respect and that was why you didn't text him back. He deserved to have this conversation in person. "Yeah, I did." Even with you dreading it and avoiding direct eye contact with him.
Hanta instantly picked up that this was not going to go the way he thought it would. The way he had hoped it would. "Is everything okay?" He asked, his facial expression changing to one of concern.
You came over to sit on the couch with him. A respectable distance, but not far apart. "Yeah, we should talk." You said with a sigh as you said the words. Really not liking what you felt like you had to do.
"That doesn't sound good." Sero responded. He wanted to reach a handout to you, but he hesitated. "Did I do something wrong?" He asked, starting to replay everything that had happened the previous night. "I thought you enjoyed last night..."
"No, no, no." You were already feeling bad, but now you were feeling downright horrible. "You didn't do anything wrong." You brought your eyes to up his face. "I had a really good time." You admitted, part of you actually feeling good about admitting you enjoyed being with him.
"Then I don't understand." Hanta responded, moving to square up more to face you on the couch. "Why do I feel like we're having a conversation about not being together after that?" He then asked, deciding it's best to spit out what he was feeling instead of playing around it.
"Because we are." You finally admitted, feeling like you were stabbing a dagger into your own heart. It felt like there was a giant lump in your throat and you had to really work to get words out past it. "What if it ruins our friendship? Then we'll never be able to go back to what we had." You tried to explain, but each word felt heavy as you said it.
Hanta took a deep breath as he brought his dark eyes back up to your face. "But what if we're perfect for each other?" He then returned back, trying to convince you that this wasn't an accident. "We click. We always have!"
You had to harden your feelings and close them off, despite how much you wanted to not be having this conversation. "As friends. We click as friends." Your heart hurt. He was your best friend. Closer to you than even Mina was. "Please, I really don't want to ruin our friendship." Your tone had a low pleading whine to it.
"Haven't you ever wondered why we click with each other so well, but never with anyone else?" Hanta argued, not willing to let this issue go. "I have never felt chemistry like this with anyone else." He had seen the window several times in your friendship and had not acted on it before.
"What if we don't work out?" You then argued, the lump in your throat feeling like it was getting larger. "What if we're wrong and we instead ruin the best thing we have going?" You questioned further, your fears starting to come to the surface. "Then we're single and without our best friend."
"We'll never know if we don't try." Hanta argued, his hands moving towards you. He wasn't able to hold back anymore. He reached for your hand and the other sitting on the back of the couch between you two. "I'm willing to take that risk if it means that best thing that has happened to me."
It felt like your heart was bleeding. Your eyes started to burn. "I... I'm not willing to take the risk." You said, fighting to keep the tears back. His words true, all of them. "Besides, you should give Camilla the second chance she's been asking for." You then found the words leaving your mouth before you realized it.
Things then became awkwardly quiet after that. That's when Hanta realized that you had saw the text message from his ex-girlfriend this morning. "You read my text messages?" He questioned. Not hurt by the fact that you did it, but that you were now using it as a reason.
"It was an accident." You then admitted, feeling like you wanted to throw up. "I was getting ready, and our phones were next to each other." You then started explaining. "It came through as I was grabbing mine." Hoping that he believed you. "It still doesn't change how I feel though."
Things were already awkward by this point, but now things got even more awkward. It was almost like that was the moment when he realized he wasn't going to win this. "I guess that's that then." He said softly. This wasn't a fight he could win.
"Hanta..." You said softly to him even as you pulled your hand out of his. "I'm sorry." You tried to apologize. You didn't want to hurt your relationship with your best friend, so why were you feeling like you did the exact thing you were trying to avoid?
"No, it's fine." Hanta then responded. He moved backwards up and off of the couch. "I promise." He said, avoiding eye your eyes. "I won't bring it up again." He added with a whisper, quietly walking to his room and shutting the door behind him.
You sat there just staring at his closed door for a few minutes. Realizing what you had just done. You had done the one thing that you were hoping to be able to avoid. "I fucked up." You whispered to yourself, feeling the first of your tears rolling down your cheek as you got up and walked to your own room.
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It had been approximately two hours since you had both went to your respective rooms. You absolutely felt like shit for your part of the conversation you had with Hanta. Though he didn't say anything about it, he got the feeling that you had definately hurt his feelings.
To you though, it was better this way. It was better for you both to hurt a little now than to ruin your relationship forever. You heard the creaking of Hanta's door open and his foot steps leaving his room.
Sneaking as quietly as you could to your door, you cracked it open enough to look and see what he was doing. Your eyes watched as he looked freshly showered and dressed to go out.
Sero had stopped at the door to put his shoes on. He had heard your door creek open. He resisted the strong urge to look over at your door. He already felt like he had a dagger stuck in his heart.
So Hanta listened to you and instead of sitting in his room sulking over your rejection of him, he decided to try the other option. Again. Once his shoes were tied, he grabbed his car keys from the hook next to the door. He was leaving to go out on a date with his ex-girlfriend.
He didn't come back until early the next morning when he needed to get ready to go to work. Very much so doing the walk of shame when he came back to the apartment.
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ARARAR I HOPE YALL LIKE THIS❗️❗️
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emmyrosee · 1 year
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EMMYYYY could I get some writing for sero? Could literally be anything I’m just starved🙏🙏🙏-pip anon
I was just thinking about you mate, missed seeing you in my notifications; how tf are ya 🥹💖
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“Wait so who is that?”
“No clue.”
“But why is he doing that?”
“You think I don’t know who they are but I know their motivation?”
Despite his teasing as you miss almost every single plot point in… whatever you’re watching with him, the loving hand tracing shapes on your back never ceases its movement, and you look down at Sero with a pout.
He snorts, letting his dark eyes glaze over your grumpy features, “maybe if you stopped squirming, we could both know what’s happening.”
“You’re the one who wanted to watch this!” You whine, pushing yourself up slightly to shove him weakly. “If I’m doing snack runs, I need you to know what I miss!”
“Okay,” he says softly, trying to cool you down. “Here’s what I’ve got so far. The guy talking,” he says, pointing to the gentleman on screen, “is a vampire, but he doesn’t know it yet. He has a fixation for blood, but he’s never acted on anything yet. The guy with the long hair,” he points to a character walking down a hallway, “is a wolf- that I know is true, I’ve seen his shaggy ass transform into one.”
You give him a laugh as you start to settle back down against him, the hand on your back starting up the shape-tracing again.
“So, I think they’re trying to figure out who murdered this like, other girl, but like, they know it was an animal, they just don’t know if it was a wolf like the long-haired guy.”
You curl into his chest before reaching down into the bowl for a chip, “that was immensely unhelpful, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
There’s a small bit of silence between you that stirs as the show continues to play, the only noise being from the shouts on screen.
“Wolf boy is kinda cute,” Hanta says out of the blue, making you look up at him incredulously.
“Seriously? I’m all in on Vampire Boy.”
He chuckles as you two watch, humming once the wolf character speaks, “Roman. Vampire’s name is Roman.”
“Sweet. Now when we make out I know who I’m picturing.”
“Just don’t say his name,” he mumbles, leaning up to press a kiss to your temple.
The show continues, and even if neither of you know what’s really happening, all that matters is that you’re together.
And clearly, that’s all that counts in Hanta’s mind.
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Class 1a as circus characters
Ring Leader: Personally, I think Bakugou would absolutely kill it as the ring leader, and the fans would enjoy him and his energy a lot. He runs the show and the acts, but let's be real, Iida would probably help out with a lot of the backstage stuff
Acrobatics: When people think of acrobatics, I think a lot of people think of girls, but honestly with ojiro’s martial arts training and his tail, I think he could do some really interesting tricks
Aerial silks: Sero, I mean, his quirk is literally dangling from tape all day; you don’t think he could do that with silk?
Clowns: Denki, Kirishima, and Mina. They’re the class clowns, and it’s the same thing in the ring and out of the ring
Fire Performer: Todoroki.
Juggling: Uraraka. If she ever needs just a second longer she could just use her quirk to slow the fall and catch it before continuing her act.
Animal Taming: Koda. He wouldn’t ever actually whip the animals because he is too shy and gentle to do it but he could make them do really cool tricks
Tightrope Walking: Aoyama. He has the perfect balance to do something like this.
Strong Man: Sato. Just fuel him up on a bunch of sugar and you’re good to go.
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