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mha boys reacting to you wearing their clothes for the first time

✹ characters: midoriya, bakugo, kirishima, todoroki, kaminari, amajiki

✹ info + warnings: fluff

i. midoriya

the thought of you wearing his clothes never even crossed his mind, but the first time he saw you, that’s all he wanted you to wear

baby is a blushing mess and can’t get any words out

starts leaving clothes in your room purposefully for you to wear and he is not slick with it either

you walk out into the common area for breakfast wearing shorts and one of midoriya’s shirts that you had borrowed from him. midoriya, being an early riser, was already up and when he saw you and realized it was his shirt on your body, he was ecstatic. his face’s heat rose like a thermometer and you could see how happy he was you were wearing his shirt. you really pushed him over the edge when you came and hugged him from behind to give him a kiss on the cheek.

k. bakugo

didn’t even notice at first

he only realized when he heard mina ask if you were wearing his shirt

his head whipped around to check and sure enough you were

he would have yelled at you for it but he worried you wouldn’t ever wear his clothes again and he’d have to tell you you could

so instead he just pats your head and mumbles a compliment

“hey y/n, is that bakugo’s shirt?” mina asked you. you looked down and back at her and simply said “mhm”. you weren’t worried about bakugo noticing, but you didn’t expect him to walk over to you and put his hand on your head. you looked over and he was looking away, but he still managed to mumble “y’look cute”.

e. kirishima

noticed immediately and mostly because he’s been waiting for the day you’d wear his clothes

it’s one of his romantic fantasies

it’s one of his romantic fantasies

when you walked out of your dorm for your date in jeans and his sweatshirt, he blanked

just hugged you and gave you a kiss like any other time whenever you do something cute

“you ready?”, he shouts from outside your dorm. “coming!” you shouted back. you walked out, closing your door behind you wearing an outfit that included kirishima’s hoodie. you smiled at your boyfriend while he just spaced out for a moment from staring at you. a few moments later when he came back to reality, he picked you up and gave you a big kiss. “you look amazing, baby!”

s. todoroki

he noticed you were wearing his clothes but didn’t think anything of it

he however did want to know why you were wearing them so he asked

when you replied that they made you feel like he was always with you, he wanted you to wear his clothes forever

he also managed to take some of yours to wear himself

“y/n, why are you wearing my sweatshirt?” he asked you. “hm? oh, i don’t know. they smell like you so it feels like you’re always with me, ya know?”. you went back to whatever you were doing and his face just became slightly flushed. he then proceeded to go to your room to drop off two hoodies and planned to later ask you for one of yours.

d. kaminari

was honestly really close to short circuiting

he was so flustered but ofc he had to tease you about it before anything

that failed given that you happened to be better at teasing

“y/n~” he dragged out. “yes kami?” you replied. “is that my shirt your wearing?”. you did your best not to get flustered by that and kept doing what you were doing. “yes it is. something wrong?”

“no nothing, just didn’t know you loved me so much.” he said leaning in close to you. “and if i do?”, you said getting even closer. he blushed to that and had no response. you simply smiled and kissed his nose before returning to your task.

t. amajiki

poor baby didn’t even know what to do

just stared at you in shock, his face redder than ever before

you had to snap him back to reality but that didn’t last long when you gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek

he froze immediately whenever he saw you wearing his shirt. you noticed him standing a little further away so you came up to him waving your hand in front of his face. “tamaaa? hello?” you said. he came back to reality and look directly at the shirt you were wearing. you noticed and looked up to smile at him. “y-you look cute”, he managed to mumble out. you leaned over and kissed his cheek. “thank you tama”. denki somewhere far in the distance, “i think someone just stole my short circuit”

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kita dump

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thinking about…

warning(s): cursing.

other musings: what is megumi’s collection of oversized clothing made out of? boyfriend material. aha //gets shot//

sooo,,, this was supposed to be a messy thing but i might’ve gotten too carried away,,, kinda proud of this one, even if it’s not the most original,,, lowkey want to make a pt. 2 just to make them cuddle teehee

…wearing one of fushiguro megumi’s oversized clothes.

Fushiguro Megumi has a crush.

For the most part, he’s well adapted in the art of not giving away signs; a skill worth mastering, considering the fact that the people he hung out around most include two incessantly loud idiots from the countryside, and a nosy, all powerful man-child.

He guessed—no, he knew his little secret wouldn’t last a day in their hands.

Just the thought of you finding out because one of them decided to open their mouths for too long sent shivers down his spine.

They’d already begun to tease the both of you about the amount of time one spent with the other. Not to mention the uncharacteristic way his demeanor would soften for you and you only, though, any feelings from either party has yet to be confirmed.

And so his plan to keep these people out of his love life was working tremendously—

“’Gumi!”

—until today.

Fushiguro curses at the way his heartbeat speeds up at the mere mention of the dreaded nickname. The things you do to the poor guy.

Ignoring the teasing nudges from the two boneheads next to him (who have also started making obnoxious kissy faces, much to the raven-haired teen’s dismay), he lets out an irritated sigh, turning to look at you—a decision he’ll come to regret later. “What is—”

His mind went blank the moment he spots you. Specifically, the familiar piece of sewed fabric engulfing your form, the tips of your fingers being the only thing visible at the end of each sleeve.

You’re going to be the absolute death of him one of these days.

Any words he wanted to say after that never came out.

That’s the effect you have on him. All sixteen years of literacy, thrown out the window, just like that.

The tip of his ears burn, which doesn’t go unnoticed by his companions. Yūji and Nobara share a knowing look, grin, then nod.

They start to build a sentence, but each word is alternated between one person and the other.

Itadori sucks in a breath, then lets out a gasp, one that is definitely more dramatic than necessary. “Is—”

Kugisaki follows suit. “the—”

“great—”

“Fushiguro—”

“Megumi—”

They finish in sync.

“—blushing?”

“Shut up. No, I’m not.” Fuck, fuck, fuck, he thinks. He definitely is. He can feel it—the rush of his own blood, and the heat that follows suit.

It’s bad enough he’s behaving this way in front of you. But to slip up while Yūji and Nobara are less than six feet away?

He internally groans. He’s in for hell later.

“’Gumi?” you try again, concerned at the prolonged silence.

Fushiguro takes a deep breath. “Why—” with one hand over his mouth, he clears his throat, looking off to one side, trying to regain whatever composure he has left, which, really, isn’t much, “—why are you wearing that?”

You blink once, twice, look down, then up at him again. That’s what’s bothering him? “Gojō-sensei lent it to me— it’s colder than usual and I didn’t bring extra insulation, so he offered it to me.” Eyebrows furrowing, a sudden wave of self-consciousness washes over you, hands moving to cover your front. “Is there… something wrong?”

Megumi bristles.

Of course. Of fucking course it was the blindfolded bastard of a teacher.

He had wondered where it went; one might think he wouldn’t notice because it was one among many others, but whoever did must not know him very well. Megumi is detail-oriented, and he will know if one of his clothes is gone.

Exhaling harshly, he pinches the bridge of his nose, seafoam irises locked to the greys below his feet. “Remember…” he doesn’t think he can finish the sentence. It’s clear that you’re clueless to the fact that it’s his. “…remember when I told you one of my sweatshirts went missing?”

“Yeah?”

Quietness befalls the four of you. The calm before the storm, as they say.

Ten seconds in, and your brain finally puts two and two together.

“Oh. Oh.”

Another three is how long it takes for your face to explode into a deep, deep scarlet. Fushiguro isn’t faring any better, the burning that was originally at the tip his ears has now spread to the entirety of his head—not that either of you noticed, too busy drowning in embarrassment.

As for Itadori and Kugisaki, they’re in absolute hysterics, phones in hand to relay this wonderful piece of information to the other most obnoxious man on the planet through the groupchat—as if there isn’t enough blackmail material to go by already.

Another beat of silence. (Or at least, between you and Megumi. The other two are too preoccupied with squeals, screams, and laughter.)

You snap out of it, not even realizing you’ve been staring and playing with the hem of the sweatshirt— Megumi’s sweatshirt. “Right, guess I should take this off—”

“Don’t.”

Your head snaps up. “W-what?”

“You can take it off later, when it’s not as cold, or when you find something else to warm up.” You open your mouth to protest, only to hesitate when he adds, “I’m guessing you didn’t have other options, which was why you didn’t hesitate to wear that, right?”

You bite your lip. His words ring true, but…

“I just don’t want you to feel uncomfortable, ‘Gumi.” you confess, once again lowering your gaze.

Fushiguro winces at your guilty expression. If only he isn’t this much of a coward when it came to his feelings. He rubs the back of his neck, closing his eyes, sighing. “It’s fine. I’m not that bothered by it. Besides…”

You look up at him, curious to see what he utters next.

He takes a quick glance at you. He’s mostly recovered, but there’s still a hint of fuchsia on the apple of his cheeks. “…your well-being is more important than the idiots’ teasing.”

His words cause your eyes to widen, then soften, lips upturned to a fond smile.

The sweatshirt feels a little bit warmer, and so does your heart.

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Treehouse - I. Midoriya

✹ info + warnings: fluff

✹ word count: 1.6k

Every weekend you went out to the shed in the tree full of not only dusty beanbags and broken crayons, but also memories. Memories shared between you and a boy whom were walking different paths.

Izuku Midoriya was your best friend for the longest time. Junior High was when you realized your feelings for the green-haired boy, but by the time you realized it was already too late. He began to drift away from you and for the last 10 months of Junior High, Izuku seemed like he completely forgot about you.

Despite being quirkless, Izuku made it into U.A. High School leaving you behind completely. Still, you missed him everyday that he wasn't with you and even with the torn friendship, you still longed to be his. You often found yourself always in close proximity to Izuku, but you never said anything to him. It would only hurt you more.

He seemed to be getting on well and that's all that mattered. He has friends by his side and is following his dream in every way he imagined. One thing that couldn't shake clear from your head was the girl that stood by Izuku's side. She was cute and bubbly, perfect for Izuku. You envied her. Izuku likes being around her and she always gets to be with him.

You thought about this while climbing your way up the planks nailed into the tree. You lifted the creaky hatch with the palm of your hand and squinted as the new dust flew into your eyes. You visited the treehouse every weekend, but still didn't bother to clean it in fear it would wash away the memories it held. So, you left everything as is. It brought you back to a time when thinking of Izuku only brought you joy.

You looked around for an activity or something you could take home to look at for more than just the night. In the corner furthest from you sat another beanbag chair where Izuku sat more often in his youth. It was big, red, and surround by All Might posters, never another hero. More towards the right of the red beanbag chair was the lengthy table that had crayons and paper sprawled across the wood. There was an occasional drawing or two that you and your bestfriend had left behind. One sheet of paper had a costume that Izuku had drawn for your future hero costume.

You smiled at it and stood up to get the piece of paper. You picked up the drawing and held it in the moonlight that shown to get a better look at every little detail. You found yourself finally smiling at something in this house in the tree.

You smiled at it and stood up to get the piece of paper. You picked up the drawing and held it in the moonlight that shown to get a better look at every little detail. You found yourself finally smiling at something in this house in the tree.

While the memories rushed through, a snap of a twig was heard from the forest outside. You froze a bit and the smile you had was wiped off your face. You didn't move in fear of making noise and drawing attention to yourself. Footsteps were heard climbing up the latter and the creak of the hatch squeaked in your ears.

Green, fluffy hair appeared below the hole hinged to the hatch and rose up. His head turned and his eyes met your own. The both of you were at a loss for words. You just stared at eachother for a little while before Midoriya finally spoke.

"Um, [Y/n]... hi...", he said with a tinge of awkwardness.

"Hey...", you said back.

Izuku climbed the rest of the way up into the tree and saw what you had held in your hands. When you saw him looking, you hid the picture behind your back not letting him look any longer.

"What are you doing here?", you asked avoiding eye contact.

"Oh, um... I don't know", he spoke. "I just felt compelled to come. How have you been?"

"Right... I've been good", you said while walking over to your backpack you tossed away earlier. You knelt down to unzip the bag and carefully put the piece of paper you had into the backpack to take home. You stood back up and finally let your eyes meet Izuku's who's hadn't left you the entire time he was there.

"Well, I should get going", you mumbled. You made your way to the hatch, but before you could leave, Izuku stopped you.

"W-wait! Um... can I ask you something?", he managed to get out.

You stopped walking and pulled yourself together for whatever was about to happen. "Yeah, sure", you said and walked over to the beanbag chair you had previously sat in. You knew this was going to be a longer talk so you plopped down once more and got comfortable.

Izuku did the same to the beanbag chair that hadn't been sat in in years. Dust sprung from the chair and and into the air that Izuku breathed in. He coughed a little before sniffling and looking back towards you.

"So... what happened to us?", he asked quietly.

"What do you mean?", you asked, genuinely puzzled.

"You know what I mean. We haven't talked in over a year and we used to be so close", he said.

"Right", you said not knowing if there was anything else you could say.

"So... what happened?", he asked.

"What? Izuku, you're the one who stopped talking to me", you said.

"What?", he said and he seemed genuinely confused.

"You got all weird a couple months before school ended and stopped hanging out with me. Then you got into U.A. and I never got to see you again", you said kind of hurt that he didn't even notice.

"Wha- I didn't realize I did that", he spoke quietly.

"Oh...", you said feeling your heart ache. How could he have not realized you were slowly drifting out of his life. Did you really mean that little to him?

You didn't want to be upset or cry, but you've been holding everything in for so long. You felt a single tear run down your cheek, warm yet it made your whole body cold. Izuku's eyes filled with panic.

"Wait, [Y-y/n].. why are you crying?", he said standing up from his beanbag chair and squatting down close to you.

"Did I really mean so little to you to the point you didn't even realize you had been shutting me out?", you asked him with clear hurt in the tone of your voice.

"W-what? N-no! [Y/n], that's not what I meant!", he said.

"Then what did you mean, Izuku?! Because I'm getting tired of this. I can't stand feeling like this when I'm the only one who ever cared!"

"I cared! I still do! I just thought that you were the one who wanted to stop being friends! I didn't realize I was the one pushing you away...", he said.

"How could you think that? What did I do to show you I don't care?", you asked him.

"You started to avoid eye contact and would run away when I tried to hug you!", he said nervously. "I thought that you didn't like me anymore!"

"Ugh, you big dummy! I didn't run because I didn't want to be friends, I ran because I'm in love with you!", you exclaimed.

Izuku was at a loss for words and you were at a loss for breath. You couldn't believe you had just said that. You had already dug yourself a six foot hole so you mind as well dig a little deeper.

"I fell in love with you back in our third year at Junior High. I didn't know what to do, but before I could even come up with anything you started to push me away", you said. "Then you got to U.A. and were surrounded by people I could never compare to, so I gave up. It hurt watching you become closer with others and... her... but there was nothing I could do".

You looked away and sighed at your pathetic speech. Izuku just looked at you thinking about your confession.

"[Y/n], can I... can I kiss you?", he asked shyly but with a hint of confidence.

"Huh?", you let out while looking over to him in shock.

He leaned in while brushing his hand against your cheek, resting his ring and middle finger around your ear. He waited to get some sort of approval. You leaned in brushing your lips together and he sealed the passage of air between them. His top lip sat in between the two lips of yours. The softness of his lips were tender to your skin. The kiss you've eagerly waited for was finally here and it was much better than you had expected. Your lips finally parted and you stared into each other's eyes for a brief moment. His green gaze piercing through you and making all the happy feelings you had about the boy before you return.

"[Y/n], I love you too", he said, his breath tickling the hairs on your chin.

You smiled and brought him into your arms holding him tight. "Say it again", you told him.

"I love you! I love you! I love you!", he said with a little giggle.

"I love you too", you said smiling.

. . .

One month later and the treehouse was now nice and clean. Not a speck of dust flew off when your body hit the beanbag chair and every All Might poster was wiped clean. Now you sat there with your boyfriend in your arms while he slept against your chest, a smile spread across his face. You finally were Izuku's and he was yours.

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Megumi: You can’t execute Itadori

Gojo: He just swallowed Sukuna’s finger and will become his vessel

Megumi: Yes but you don’t have all the facts

Gojo: Which are?

Megumi: I love him

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