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Run Your Mouth

Subject: Keigo Takami x Reader

Summary: Keigo finally goes out on a date, but your voice behind his earpiece drives him crazy. You were just there to help him in case he’d say something stupid but really, he didn’t need it. But despite his charm, all he can think about is you. You, who’s stuck indirectly yelling into his ear.

Date: 5/13/20

Word Count: 1.6k

Keigo cringed at the loud static noise created by your breath. It was most likely because you were pressed too close to the mouth piece, but he tried ignoring it.

Still, he could practically feel your whispers tickling his ears, causing shivers to run down his spine. It was driving him insane, but he had more dire things to worry about.

He breathed out a long huff of air as he wiped his sweaty palms against his pants. It was a rather casual look, despite the pair of red wings that seemed to attract a lot of attention. He didn’t really care at the moment.

He was on a date.

No, it wasn’t his first date. He had been on plenty and he was quite the charmer. Surely, as one of the top hero’s of Japan, he had the girls chasing after him. He didn’t pursue any of them though. None of them were exactly like you anyway.

He tapped his fingers impatiently against the white clothed table of the fancy restaurant. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he had begun to feel his shirt stick to his sweaty skin. Maybe he shouldn’t have worn such tight clothes, despite how relentlessly you kept complimenting him before he had left. He knew he looked good, it just wasn’t his style.

He was confident in his looks, sure. Though, never had he felt so insecure when the familiar brunette haired girl had begun to approach the table.

His entire body tensed as his date had strolled closer and closer. Suddenly, your voice yelled fiercely into his ear, telling him to get up and push the chair out for her. made His entranced thoughts broke away at your voice as he finally snapped out of his conscience.

Keigo jumped out of his chair, a little bit too roughly as his chair wobbled a bit from how forceful his wings were. The brunette woman muffled a small laugh at his arguably cute, flustered smile. A true gentleman he was.

“Smooth”

He simply ignored your small teasing comment.

He pushed the chair out for her, throwing the woman a small smirk before he circled around the table back to his own.

Guess he wasn’t as rusty as he thought he was.

You spoke into his ear again, causing him to stiffen a bit. For a second, he had almost forgotten you were there to help. Yet, here you were, telling him exactly what to do and what to say. 

He imagined you cuddling in your blankets while snacking on popcorn, listening in on his awkward date with this gorgeous brunette girl. He also imagined you a bit jealous, which was mostly just him being hopeful. Perhaps he still had a crush on you. Well, actually no - what was he thinking.

He didn’t have a crush on you. 

Hell, he loved you. He knew he did.

“You are... really confident huh?” The brunette girl smiled playfully at Keigo. In response, he merely shrugged cockily. You had always said the same thing and he’d always reply with...

“Well, when you’re as amazing as I am, you can’t really help it.”

She laughed at his cocky response, not really buying into his annoyingly confident persona. 

You didn’t either. You never did, to be honest. Maybe his confidence was a defense mechanism, but in any case, as you had gotten close to him through the years of knowing each other, you knew Keigo was just a big ol’ softy.

You just wished he was your softy.

“So why’d you ask me on a date anyway?”

Keigo wasn’t exactly sure how to respond to that. He never liked going on dates, but you suggested that he go out and experience the world a little bit more. You just wanted him to be happy, that’s all. 

“You seemed like a nice person.”

He heard you sputter a small laugh into your mouth piece, which echoed back into his right ear. Maybe it was a mistake asking you for help. It wasn’t his fault he was so nervous and he wasn’t sure whether he could still interact well with a girl or not. 

“Nice person? You could’ve come up with a better compliment than that right?” 

“Wow, I’m flattered.”

He mentally smiled triumphantly. He could just imagine the defeat that shone through your eyes. You never liked losing anyway. Even when you guys were on some sort of patrol duty, you’d compete with him to see who would take down the most villains in a day. Whoever would lose would have to pay for their meal at the end of the day. 

Unfortunately, Keigo had beaten you much more than you had him. It really wasn’t your fault though, you had amazing quirk! He just had the advantage of being fast while getting things done quickly. So in the end, you’d be stuck with most of the restaurant bills.

Although he had begun to feel a bit guilty, so he had let you win a few times. He would purposefully choose the side with the least villains, since he would catch sight of them while in the air, and let you take the side of the city where there were the most. You knew he was going easy on you as soon as you had won consecutively 4 times in a row.

Neither of you seemed to mind though, so you just let Keigo pay for the bills. He looked like he liked paying for your meals anyway. But really, he just liked seeing your excited grin every time you’d win. 

“So what’re you orderin’?”

“I’m not sure, everything here seems so fancy and expensive,” she laughs a little bit, but still looks a bit guilty when the two of them make eye contact.

Keigo sucked in a breath. It was almost as if he was staring into an exact replica of yourself.

The memory of your guys’ first date flashed through his memory. It wasn’t a date per-say, but he liked to think it was. It was the first time he had been kissed on the cheek by a girl. He was only 17 years old after all. 

He had learned a lot about you on that day. You didn’t like to eat at fancy restaurant because honestly, you were a cheapskate. You grew up to be one of the top hero’s as well and despite that, you were still rather cheap despite practically being a multi-millionaire. 

“Hey, you wanna hit up some street food instead?” He suggested with a soft smile and a raised brow.

He watched a large grin broke out on the brunette’s face.

She immediately nodded and without missing a beat, he called the waiter over. The owner was quite flustered as his sudden leave. After all, for a top hero to dine at a restaurant would create amazing publicity and popularity. So it was disappointing to see him rushing out of the restaurant. 

Your voice made him fall from his steps as soon as he had reached the front door.

“At least give them a tip or something! You’re gonna ruin their business if you leave now.”

Your voice was strict and a little bit irritated. Perhaps there was a hint of jealousy behind your words. 

Shaking his head, he looked at the brunette who stood halfway out the door, tilting her head at her date’s sudden stillness. 

He grinned and held a single finger up, “just one second okay?”

Rushing toward the front desk of the restaurant, he fumbled through his coat pocket. With his fingers trembling a bit from excitement, he finally slipped 35,000 yen (about 300 dollars) onto the desk. The cashier looked a bit flustered seeing the hero in full view, instead bowing with incredible gratefulness and thanking him over and over again.

“It’s nothing really. I’m sorry for leaving, but I’ll speak publicly and give you a good review. I promise!”

Without waiting for any type of response, he was already outside, letting the cold weather face hit his skin and feathers. Before he knew it, warm fingers slipped into his hands, sending tingles up his arm.

“Back so soon Hero-san?” The brunette joked, her cheeks tinted red from the cold.

He giggled a bit, gripping her hand tighter, “sorry if I kept you waiting.”

She shook her head. “It’s no problem when its you I’m waiting for.”

He bit the inside of his lip, looking away with a light hue of pink covering his cheeks. Almost everything she said corresponded to individual memories he had with you. It wasn’t just her though. Anything anybody said made him think of you.

Even being in his own home made him constantly think about you, dream of you, scroll through pictures he had with you. He couldn’t seem to forget you. But it wasn’t as if he wanted to forget either. How could he do that to you when he had loved you so much?

A voice made him snap out of his entrance.

“Keigo, wow look!”

“Keigo look...” he felt the brunette squeeze his hand.

With a halfhearted hum he lifted his head, letting the sky envelop his vision. Before he could process anything, a small fluff of white fell in between his eyes.

He heard your laugh ring through his ears.

“It’s snowing,” her breathless voice admired.

The dots of white littered across the sky, once again reminded him of you. He grimaced as he felt something tug on the inside of his chest. It was just this time last year that you... you-

“Keigo... I’m okay”

His eyes widened. With shaky eyes, he used his spare hand to brush over his ear but he felt nothing. Nothing at all. You were speaking into his ear the whole time, so where the hell was his ear piece?

He remembered asking you. He remembered asking if you’d talk to him behind the earpiece he had bought, just in case he couldn’t think of anything to say. 

He asked you to be his wing-man.

“Hey, Keigo, are you okay?” The hero looked at the worried gaze of his brunette date. There was small pocket of silence as he stared aimlessly into the eyes of the girl.

With a brief hesitation in his voice, he tightened his grip around her cozy hand.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” He replied with a small smile.

That’s when it hit him. 

Had he imagined your voice the entire time?