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Unfinished!

I’ve never written fics before so forgive me

Context/summary- Shinso has been training hard and wants to show you some new moves he figured out with the scarf.

You’re sighing softly to yourself while sitting alone in your dorm room, puzzling over the homework Aizawa had set for the class. Just when you’d about giving up on the question, a soft knock at the door is heard followed by the very familiar and deep voice that is Shinso. 

“Hey Y/N, you doing anything important?” He pushes the door open and leans his shoulder against the doorframe. You hum and turn to him, taking in his physique. He’s slim but muscular, wearing grey sweatpants that hang loosely off his hips. His white shirt is thin and loose around the waist - only letting glimpses of the body that lies underneath - but tight across the chest and arms, hugging his broad shoulders and bunching at the elbows, exposing his pale forearms that are beautifully decorated with veins. It draws attention to his large hands, veiny with slender fingers and slightly bruised knuckles from past training sessions. His purple hair sits just above his shoulders and his adams apple shifts as he speaks, his eyes are dark, never leaving you. 

“Just doing homework. Whatcha got in mind?”.  A small smirk creeps onto his lips as he listens to your response.

“Figured we could do some training, I’ve a couple new moves I want to try out” His voice is soothing, and he speaks slowly, knowing you would wait on every word he had to say. You hum a yes in response and push up from your chair. Grabbing your water bottle and shoes, you follow him out after he kicks off from the door frame and wanders down into the well secluded training hall. 

Shinso collects his scarf from the ground while you place your drink bottle against the wall and begin to stretch, watching him out of the corner of your eye. He seems so focused, but not with his usual determination to win. No, this time it seems more mischievous. . . never a good sign.

He stands up straight and rolls his shoulder while gripping ends of his scarf and planting one foot back.

“Ready Y/N?”. You stand up and nod, not falling for the prompt to talk. A smirk dances on his lips and he admires your diligence around him. You go in for your usual charge, knowing he can be overpowered by a fast-paced rush and so you go in for a left hook swing only to meet the air. Your eyes widen as you feel the fabric coil around your exposed wrist and guiding you into a full spin. Losing your balance to stumble forward and another strip of scarf hooks just under your chest, tightening and pinning both of your arms to your sides as you fall chest first onto the ground. You groan in defeat and squirm under the constraints.

“Yeah, yeah you win Shinso”. You wait for his usual taunt and for the loosening of the scarf but instead you are met by silence, sending chills down your spine. You tug at the restraint only to be met with the scarf hooking your other wrist and swiftly tying them together, rendering your arms utterly useless. 

“That’s an impressive hold Shinso, you beat me fair and square”.  You laugh softly, a bit of nerves seeping through before your entire body tenses as a hand gently lays on the square of your back.

“Thank you, it took me some time to get just right but man was it worth it”. Shinso drags a finger down your back till it meets your well restrained hands, pausing for a moment before continuing to your hip. his other hand meeting on the other side. Shinso slowly pulls hips up till you’re propped on your knees, chest to the floor and ass up in front of him. You blush and squirm a little more only for him to chuckle deeply at your weak attempts. 

This isn't done yet sorry 😅