Why Jet Lowkey

why jet lowkey…

gerard way... why would you to this to me..

yall lokwey hear me out on stage play bakugou

NAME : lee cheong-san , all of us are dead

SONG : love. , wave to earth

SUMMARY : cheong-san's friend group finds out that he has a crush on y/n l/n. wc : 2.5k

(it's gn reader pronouns but the reader is mentioned to be a princess a few times)

(non apocalypse au!)

"hey you punk, get to your seats!"

ms. park yelled out, people rushing to their seats as y/n slept soundly on their table,

"someone wake up y/n."

"y/n.. wake up.."

y/n's deskmate quickly slipped into their seat, tapping y/n on the shoulder rapidly to wake them up. y/n stirred awake, blinking at the bright sun that was shining through the window.

"thank you for joining us, y/n!"

ms. park said with a teasing smile, then setting down her books. y/n returned a small smile, sitting up.

"hi, good morning."

"good morning!"

as usual, everyone started to stand up, walking to the front to hand in their phones. y/n lazily stood up, walking slowly until someone bumped into them.

"here, i'll do it."

the boy said, softly taking y/n's phone out of their hand. y/n found that it was cheong-san.

"thank you, cheong-san."

"no worries."

cheong-san grinned at them, then walking to the front to put their phones into the box.

-

"in fact, none of us are completely free from prejudice. we all have preconceived ideas about others. here, 'free from' means the lacking in or unincumbered by. anyone want to interpret this?"

y/n lazily drew in their book, smiling a bit when their friend drew random things next to it.

"class president?"

nam-ra lifted her head, ms. park tapping the board with the chalk.

"the truth is, all of us have some sort of prejudice. we all have preconceptions about other people."

"hmm, okay. nice. next, y/n, bare-su, stand up."

y/n's smile faded as they looked up at su-hyeok who stood up, them following suit.

"yes?"

"what's with 'bare-su'?"

"uhmm.."

"it's short for barefoot su-hyeok. bare-su."

some people in the class could be heard laughing. su-hyeok nervously swaying on his feet with his hands behind his back. y/n was still scribbling on their page while their deskmate was smacking their hand to stop them.

"okay, bare-su! what did nam-ra say a minute ago?"

ms. park asked su-hyeok, who looked at y/n while they were still drawing on their page.

“y/n? do you wanna help out bare-su?”

“everyone has their own type of prejudice against other people, something like that.”

“yes, sit down. bare-su, you can keep standing- put your arms in the air too.”

su-hyeok groaned aloud as the class laughed under their breaths. cheongsan looked back at y/n as they dusted off their lap, laying their head on the palm of their hand and looking out the window.

cheong-san watched as the sun hit their face, y/n slightly squinting and covered the sun with their free hand, sighing a bit.

cheong-san quickly looked away as his friend, gyeong-su hit him on the shoulder.

"what are you doing man? shit, are you looking at y/n?"

"what? no way."

"you like them, don't you?!"

"shut up!"

-

eventually, lunch rolled around as cheong-san walked with his friends, laughing together as cheong-san prayed that gyeong-su forgot what happened in class an hour before.

"cheong-san."

cheong-san turned his head to see y/n, looking up at him holding their tray of food.

"do you want these? i hate them."

y/n pointed at the cubes of pickled radish, cheong-san looking at their face rather than the food they were pointing at.

"oh, sure, i'll take it."

cheong-san quickly picked up his chopsticks, picking up at the cubes quickly as his friends noticed that he wasn't walking with them anymore.

gyeong-su hit his friends, pointing towards y/n and cheong-san as cheong-san gave them his banana milk, y/n smiling up at him and he shared a giddy smile back.

"wah, they totally like each other."

"he's coming- turn around!"

the group all turned and walked towards a free table as cheong-san caught up to them, sitting down next to su-hyeok.

"yah."

cheong-san's head went up to dae-su who was sitting across from him on the table.

"what?"

"you like y/n, right?"

cheong-san blinked at dae-su, chuckling, then looking back down at his food.

"what gives you that idea?"

su-hyeok and gyeong-su made silent eye contact as gyeong-su dramatically rolled his eyes.

'no way he doesn't.'

'if he doesn't, he's crazy.'

the two telepathically contacted through their facial expressions, wu-jin hitting dae-su on the fore arm hard as dae-su caressed his arm in pain.

"shut up and start eating."

"why are you so rude to me?!"

-

"alright! be quiet!"

ms. park yelled once again that day, quietening the class in a hurry as they quickly reduced to silence.

"the school festival is coming up, and our class will be doing a play."

"what?"

"seriously?"

"again? our class did that last year!"

"quiet! they all liked our performance last year so much that they wanted us to do it once more."

ms. park said, wanting the class to be more proud of themselves. but some people just sighed, looking away in embarrassment.

"this time, we're going to be randomly choosing our roles, so don't get upset with what you get."

"yes ma'am.."

-

"seriously..?"

"seriously?"

y/n and cheong-san said at the same time, having gone up together to randomly pick the paper out of the box of random roles and looking at their papers while walking side by side to get back to their seats.

"what? what did you get?"

cheong-san asked, peeking over their paper to see what role they got but y/n quickly held the small piece of paper to their chest, shaking their head.

"tell me what you got first."

"no way, i asked first."

"same time?"

"okay fine."

"one, two, three!"

y/n and cheong-san held their papers infront of their chest, blinking at each other's roles.

"prince?"

y/n said, looking up at his face as cheong-san looked up at them.

"princess..?"

cheong-san muttered, nearly out of breath as he felt the breath in his lungs start to float away, up and up into the sky as the two held eye contact with each other, gazing at each other until a certain someone's best friend interrupted.

"wah! y/n and cheong-san are the prince and princess!"

gyeong-su exclaimed excitedly, pointing at the two who looked away from each other, quickly putting their papers down, cheong-san shoving his into his pocket as y/n held it in their hand, scrunching it up.

"y/n, you're the princess?"

y/n's deskmate asked, looking up from their seat while on-jo and i-sak looked up with y/n's deskmate, smiles on their face.

"are you?! that's so cute! y/n and cheong-san!"

"oooo!"

the class ooo'ed in unison, making y/n embarrassed as they covered their mouth with one hand, cheong-san starting to glare at gyeong-su.

"yah, asshole."

"okay i'm sorry man i didn't mean it- wait! i didn't mean it!"

-

“okay, take 16. three, two, one!”

ms. park said with a clap, na-yeon next to her holding a clapperboard and closing it right, rolling her eyes while doing so.

“romeo, you must leave, it isn’t safe for you here!”

y/n said, holding a piece of paper with their lines, their eyes looking down at it every few seconds.

“i can’t leave, knowing you’re here by yourself, it’s too much.”

“mercutio will be here any second, you have to go!”

y/n fell into cheong-san’s arms, worry on their face on they banged on his chest. cheong-san kept his gaze on y/n, gripping tight onto them.

“i don’t care, i’ll fight him, here, on the spot!”

cheong-san declared, pushing y/n softly out of his arms as he raised his shirt up a little, flashing the dagger that was tucked away under his shirt as he took out the fake plastic dagger, holding it in his hand.

“romeo! juliet!”

su-hyeok yelled, popping out from behind the curtains as he locked eyes with cheong-san, pointing the top of the fake sword in his hand at the two, cheong-san shielding y/n with his free arm.

“have you given in? will you give up juliet to me?”

su-hyeok said, glaring at cheong-san.

"never, you'll never have y/- juliet."

cheong-san declared, pointing his dagger at su-hyeok as the lights went out, the auditory room going dark as a little bit of shuffling was heard. after a few seconds, the lights went back on to reveal cheong-san on the floor, holding his stomach with one hand as the other propped himself up on his elbow, y/n held cheong-san, facing away from the audience.

su-hyeok was a few meters away, holding his neck while he slouched while standing up.

"if i can't have juliet.. no one can.."

su-hyeok said with a final breath, collapsing on the floor and presumably dying.

"che- romeo. please.. i need you..."

y/n said, cradling cheong-san's face in their hands.

"don't worry, juliet.. i, love you. i always have.."

cheong-san said, his eyes fluttering shut slowly as his hands held onto y/n's back, squeezing tight as y/n leaned in, the script saying that y/n and cheong-san would have to kiss, but y/n was too nervous, their lips opening and closing, pausing still infront of cheong-san's face.

cheong-san sensed it, his eyes looking down at y/n's lips, knowing y/n was nervous, the expression on their face being a tell-tale sign.

"it's okay, you don't have to."

the front curtains closed, cheong-san, su-hyeok and y/n were then hidden from the audience.

"good job!"

"that was good!"

"time for costume building!"

a person exclaimed, clapping aloud as the curtains opened back up, y/n quickly standing up, holding out a hand for cheong-san to get up.

"nice acting y/n."

cheong-san, smiling up at y/n as he grabbed onto their hand, y/n pulling him up.

"thanks, you did good too."

y/n smiled up at him, cheong-san's heart beating faster and faster as cheong-san adjusted his tie, swallowing a gulp.

"are none of you gonna help me up?"

su-hyeok said, still on the floor on his back as he looked up at the duo who looked over at him.

"ha, no."

cheong-san said, pulling y/n by the arm away to make their costumes as su-hyeok yelled out, and y/n laughed out.

"yah! help me up!"

-

"cheong-san, c'mere."

y/n said, writing down measurements as cheong-san looked over at them, walking over.

"i gotta take your measurements, lift up your arms please."

cheong-san did so, lifting his arms up as y/n wrapped the measuring tape around his waist first. cheong-san stared at y/n's focused features, not minding how y/n's hands trailed down to his hips.

“what colour do you think suits me?”

cheong-san murmured, standing tall as y/n began to measure his arms.

“hm, i think.. white. black too.”

“everyone suits black and white.”

cheong-san chuckled, feeling y/n's hands shake while y/n laughed.

"y/n! can you come measure su-hyeok?"

"coming! one sec!"

y/n said, quickly measuring cheong-san's shoulders, cheong-san becoming distracted at the thought of y/n measuring su-hyeok.

"su-hyeok?"

cheong-san questioned, y/n not hearing him as they started to walk away, holding the clipboard and writing down cheong-san's measurements.

"ah! y/n-.."

cheong-san quickly became quiet, watching as y/n smiled at su-hyeok, the two of them laughing about something that cheong-san couldn't hear. the dark haired boy's jaw tightened, closing his eyes as he breathed out.

"cheong-san! come over here, we need help!"

"coming."

-

y/n sat on the long staircase, their hands behind their back resting on the concrete, staring up at the sunset.

"y/n,"

cheong-san said, making y/n look towards the voice as cheong-san threw them a can of soda.

"thanks."

"no problem."

cheong-san sat down next to them, opening his own soda quickly and chugging a bit, opening the bag and picking out the corndog he bought, munching into it as y/n looked after they heard the crunch.

"hey, why didn't you get me one?"

y/n whined, reaching over to grab the stick but cheong-san brought his hand away, making y/n lean over him, hand on his leg.

"you didn't ask me, and i wanted one okay?"

cheong-san commented, taking another bite off the corndog as cheese stretched off on the stick, making y/n groan.

"please cheong-san- i'll buy you chicken!"

"you're gonna just buy from my mom's place and she's gonna be too nice and just give you for free."

"well.. i'll tell you anything you want."

cheong-san paused for a second, letting y/n snatch the corn dog out his hand, taking a bite.

"hey!"

"i will though! anything you want, but one thing."

y/n said, while chewing a bit, then swallowing.

"whatchu wanna ask?"

y/n smiled up at him through their eyelashes, blinking rapidly trying to charm him while cheong-san laughed, looking away from y/n but just scooted closer to them.

"okay. do you,"

cheong-san hesitated for a second, y/n tilting their head while waiting for his response, their can of soda pressed to their lips as the liquid shine from the drink spread onto y/n's lips.

"do i?"

"do you.. like anyone?"

cheong-san asked, quickly darting his eyes away from them as y/n blinked at the weird suspense to ask such a, normal question.

"that's it? but yeah, i do."

"who?"

"i said i'd tell you one thing."

y/n replied, not letting the topic spread any further about themselves.

"do you like anyone?"

"..maybe."

"what the hell?! who! tell me cheong-san."

"no, you aren't telling me your one!"

"i, have my reasons."

"well then me too!"

-

it felt like it had been taking months to prep for the school festival play, y/n could hear the talking of the crowd and audience outside, having put on the ridiculous dress that i-sak and gyeong-su made together.

"so, itchy.!"

"stop complaining!"

y/n's deskmate said, slapping them on the arm as y/n grabbed their arm, rubbing it in pain.

"you got this- oh, lee cheong-san."

y/n turned their head, seeing the dark haired 'prince' who wore the black and white princely attire that y/n had personally, helped make for him.

"hi y/n."

"hi cheong-san."

y/n smiled at him, making their deskmate slip away with no notice, walking towards on-jo and i-sak who were setting up the lights.

"are you ready?"

y/n asked, scratching the back of their head while looking away and cheong-san smiled back.

"yeah. are you?"

"'course."

-

cheong-san felt conflicted about his feelings, his jaw clutched as he lied on the floor.

"if i can't have juliet.. no one can.."

su-hyeok said with a final breath, collapsing on the floor as his body spread across the floor in a dramatic manner.

"romeo. please.. i need you..."

y/n said, cradling cheong-san's face in their hands. their voice hiccuping as they talked and their voice sounding out loud and clear through the auditory room.

"don't worry, juliet.. i, love you. i always have.."

cheong-san said, bringing a hand up to y/n's cheek, and then also swiftly taking off his mic set, making y/n raise their eyebrows at him as he also pushed down y/n's mic away from their mouth.

"cheong-san?"

"i love you, i always have, y/n."

y/n's eyes widened at the declaration, surprise filling their eyes as cheong-san had a sudden change in heart, his heart beating out of his chest as he worried of y/n not reciprocating his feelings.

"really?"

"of course."

cheong-san quickly added, nothing registering in his mind until he felt y/n's lips against his, his eyes widening, the crowd cheering, and the curtains closing.

240517 YEONJUN'S CAPTURE TIME

NAME : katsuki bakugou + shoto todoroki , boku no hero academia

SONG : moment , vierre cloud

SUMMARY : todoroki and bakugou hate each other's guts, a mutual feeling. but another mutual feeling started to blossom when yet another person starts liking y/n. or do they? wc : 3.3k

[part 1] [part 2] [you're here] [part 4]

(bakugou is lowky insanely ooc in this soz guys)

(and er if u want pt 4 its gonna take a bit to come out ILY GUYS SORRY)

todoroki glared into the back of bakugou's head, if looks could kill, bakugou would be 18 feet underground actually.

bakugou's arm was around y/n's shoulder, pulling her in from the cold as she huddled herself up to bakugou to keep herself warm.

after the conversation about the two of them liking y/n, she kinda just, forgot about the whole thing after a day.. or maybe she didn't and just didn't want to talk about it. she seemed fine with talking to bakugou and todoroki though, like nothing had even happened.

todoroki strutted towards them, appearing next to y/n's right side as he held onto y/n's hand, grasping it in his hold.

"hey, you two."

todoroki greeted, (is that ooc orrr..) a small sarcastic smile appearing onto his face as he narrowed his eyes at the blonde boy on the other side of y/n.

"hi shoto! it's so cold- come closer you're like a heater!"

y/n pulled todoroki's arm in closer to her, wedging herself into todoroki's arm while also still holding onto bakugou's arm.

"we were doing just fine before you came over here, thanks."

bakugou said with a twitching eye, his previously relaxed hand turning into a tight fist as y/n closed her eyes to try and distract herself from the cold conditions.

"maybe you could use some more work, bakugou."

"think you need it more, half-and-half."

-

the bell rang as everyone started to stretch and stand, or stand and stretch. y/n leaned back in her chair after the bell rang, her wings tensing up in a way that bakugou hadn't seen before.

before bakugou could get up to walk out with y/n, a speed of light whipped past him, standing on the spot next to the winged girl.

“hi y/n.. do you wanna go now?”

“oh hi izuku!”

‘izuku?’

“yeah, let’s go!”

‘yeah let’s go? since when did she call him izuku?’

bakugou thoughts thundered in his head, a headache forming as he stood up, banging his hands on the table. making the two people infront of him jump in surprise.

“where you going, angel?”

"izuku and i are going to go eat at a new cafe!"

the winged girl had on the prettiest smile that bakugou would admire if he could, forever, but still, the underlying feeling that creeped under his skin, making him narrow his eyes at the two, mostly midoriya.

'she didn't ask me?'

"'kay, do whatever you want."

bakugou grumbled, standing up and walking past the two, but not before shoving his shoulder into midoriya's as he walked past them.

y/n worriedly turned her head towards the blonde boy who left the classroom quickly, sighing when he was out of sight.

"see what i mean?"

"kacchan's always like that, don't worry y/n."

-

todoroki silently listened to the playlist that y/n made for him a few weeks ago, zoning out while walking home.

him and bakugou had never established the situation with y/n, instead staring each other down whenever the other was too close to y/n, the 'competition' between the two of them just thickening even more.

todoroki looked up from the ground to press the button to cross the street, waiting for the light to turn green. looking up, he saw the new cafe that y/n had been rambling about for the past few days. todoroki asked her if she wanted to go with him, but she said that she was going to be busy for the next few days, so her answer was no.

you wouldn't know how weird he felt when he saw midoriya and y/n in the window seat of the same cafe, talking with each other as sweet foods were settled between them on the table.

todoroki squinted his eyes at them, not believing them as he crossed the road quickly, getting closer and closer which made him realise that it was infact, midoriya and y/n- quickly moving out of their sight but he was still able to see the two together.

he was on y/n's side, not being able to see her face as her head bobbed down, her hands on the table as midoriya put one of his hands on hers, his thumb rubbing against her hand slowly.

that was what todoroki saw, before he walked away quickly, blinking rapidly as he felt a weird stinging feeling in his eyes. something blurred his vision, and before todoroki knew it, wet tears rolled down his cheeks as he quickly wiped them away.

he never felt like this for anyone. so why should he give the feeling up for his friend?

-

for the next few weeks, midoriya and y/n continued to hang out, mysteriously disappearing together as todoroki and bakugou caught onto the two of them, but never voiced out their proper opinion.

-

"team battles!"

all might exclaimed excitedly, his hands on his hips as chatter filled the group of students that were huddled together.

"not again.."

"what? i thought you liked it last time."

"last time?"

y/n questioned, her head turning to the two guys on her right, sero and kaminari who turned to her.

"near the start of first year, we did this exercise."

"it was sooo boring though, me and jirou got beat in 3 seconds.."

"'cuz yaomomo is super smart, dingus."

jirou hit kaminari on the back of the head as he yelped, y/n and sero laughing as jirou tugged on y/n's hero costume, pulling her away.

"here are the teams!"

the two girls looked up at the screen, the partners being randomised on the spot as people's jaw dropped at the sight.

"hero team midoriya and l/n versus villain team bakugou and todoroki?"

"that sounds pretty fair to be honest.."

"but bakugou and todoroki? bakugou's gonna be too proud to do anything with todo-"

"do you wanna die?!"

bakugou yelled at kaminari, holding his collar as y/n patted his back,

"calm down, katsuki.."

y/n then was distracted by midoriya, who was insisting that they should plan out for the match against the two boys.

"okay!"

y/n walked away with midoriya as bakugou had turned, looking at the retreating pair as his jaw tightened.

-

silence was between the two powerful boys, a topic that they were waiting for the other to mention.

"oh my gosh, what's wrong with you?"

bakugou sighed, looking at the half-white half-red haired boy.

"what? nothing's wrong with me."

"cut the bullshit. you know that izuku and y/n have been, hanging out. do you think he likes her?"

bakugou answered the question that lingered on their both of their minds for the past weeks, todoroki clenched his jaw, his head going back as he leaned back into his chair's back rest as he looked up to the ceiling.

"i think so. i see midoriya holding her hand a lot."

"what?!"

bakugou had shot up in fury, his right fist clenched as his eye twitched. todoroki had moved his head back up normally, looking at bakugou.

"mhm."

bakugou breathed heavy, teeth gritting as he stormed out of the room. but then, he stopped before the door frame, without turning his body or his head, but instead opening his mouth.

"you better not make me lose this, not infront of y/n."

an unspoken speech was said between them, as todoroki nodded, standing up and walking behind bakugou.

'midoriya/izuku will not make us lose infront of y/n.'

-

the battle was, uneventful for y/n.

midoriya and y/n had planned out for the two of them to split, bakugou was most likely going to go after midoriya and todoroki was mostly likely going to go after y/n, so they theorised to stay on the outer layer of the building to avoid the two and to get the bomb.

what they didn't think would happen is bakugou and todoroki both going for y/n together.

y/n whined as the cloth covered her mouth, struggling in the hold that bound her which was the ropes, being placed against the wall as bakugou looked down the hall and at the two while todoroki tied her up.

"sorry y/n, this is to prevent you and midoriya working together to make it easier for me and bakugou."

"hey idiot, don't tell her our plan."

"you be quiet."

"watch your mouth!"

todoroki secured the rope around her arms tightly, tugging on it to see if it would fall, but y/n's whines were starting to fill his ears as he looked up at the girl, tugging down the cloth around her mouth.

"since when did you guys get rope? i thought it was only us that got the cuffs.."

"we found it on our floor. let's go bakugou."

todoroki stood up after he patted y/n's cheek, turning his head to bakugou who looked at him, but then his eyes trailing down to y/n who looked up at him.

"shut it icyhot."

bakugou walked towards y/n, crouching down to pull the cloth back over her lips as y/n jokingly glared at bakugou, but then her eyes lightened up as bakugou smiled a tiny bit.

"bye angel."

y/n mumbled gibberish, but bakugou assumed it was 'bye katsuki! bye shoto!'.

temporarily, it did help bakugou, giving him the strength to want to beat midoriya's ass.

-

midoriya ended up in the nurse's office, passed out.

when the match ended and y/n was untied, she quickly shot up, running towards the nurse's office to see midoriya as all might blinked at the girl that was running further and further down the hall.

she opened the door, seeing recovery girl kiss the passed out boy as she had a sigh of relief. she walked slowly towards the chair next to his bed, leaning over him to check his face for injuries, seeing a small cut from probably ice and a burn beginning to form on his arm.

"that bakugou boy is always burning someone."

y/n looked up to recovery girl who was starting to dress midoriya's burn.

"and todoroki and him together? bad matchup for injuries."

"mhm, you could say that again."

y/n leaned back, crossing her arms and closing her eyes in her seat.

"i'll leave you to it, i'll be in my office next door."

"okay recovery girl."

y/n stood up to bow to the teacher who was leaving, collapsing back into the chair once recovery girl left, sighing under her breath as she leaned on the bed midoriya was lying on, rubbing his scarred hand in worry as bakugou bursted into the office, scaring y/n to nearly falling out of her seat.

"omg- oh, hi katsuki."

y/n smiled at him, quickly bringing her hand to herself as bakugou's eyes were too quick, darting between midoriya and y/n's hand.

"i think so. i see midoriya holding her hand a lot."

the old memory made bakugou shake his head in frustration, stomping towards y/n as she held her hands up, slightly worried as she sweatdropped and bakugou caged her between the chair's arm rests, his hands gripping onto the arm rests as he towered over y/n, making her lean back as heat raised in her face.

"what's the deal with you and izuku?"

"izuku?-"

"are you fucking dating? just kiss and get over yourselves."

"WHAT? KISS?"

"yeah kiss! we all know you're dating!"

"why would you think i'm dating izuku, katsuki?"

y/n had a furrow in her brow, blinking up at the blonde boy as he rolled his eyes.

"i saw you holding his hand, just now."

"no you didn't."

"yes i fucking did. icyhot also saw you guys holding hands."

"oh my gosh- where?"

"plenty of fucking times."

-

it was raining at the moment, todoroki walked behind the two of them with an umbrella covering his head. it was the day after he saw the two of them at the cafe together.

y/n caught midoriya's hand as he was falling, pulling him up by the tight grip that she had on his hand. bringing midoriya back up to the umbrella that they were sharing.

the two of them didn't know todoroki was walking behind them, going back to talking out of reach of todoroki's ears.

-

"did you see deku patching up y/n after training today?"

uraraka said, leaning over the table to whisper to tsuyu and todoroki who were on the other side, iida already starting to do his chopping motion.

"it is rude to intrude on other people's business, uraraka!"

"i know! but, they were so open about it.."

"how so?"

todoroki asked, a little intrigued as he gripped onto his chopsticks tighter.

"well, i was exaggerating a bit, but the door for the nurse's office was wide open, and i saw deku like on the floor infront of y/n, wrapping her leg. i thought that it was really cute!"

uraraka grinned as tsuyu nodded along.

"mhm!"

a loud echo of chopsticks breaking were heard as todoroki quickly hid them under a heap of tissues next to his bowl on the tray.

"what was that?"

"idk maybe smth over there"

todoroki had excused himself, getting up and fast walking towards the nurse's office and peeking in to find midoriya sitting criss-cross on the floor while holding onto one of y/n's hands, y/n rambling about something as midoriya stared up at her, listening to every one of her words.

-

the class had a cooking class and they were to be paired up quickly, midoriya had made eye contact straight away with y/n when the teacher said that they could choose their partners, so they were together.

midoriya whisked some cream as y/n continued to flip crepes on the pan. bakugou from the station behind them was watching y/n as her hands moved skilfully. but then, midoriya blocked his view of her hands, bakugou's eyes trailing up from y/n's hands to midoriya feeding y/n.

midoriya held a spoon infront of her lips, a hand underneath the spoon just incase she dropped any as she opened her lips to try the cream. her face was the same for a second, until her eyes lit up as she excitedly hit midoriya.

"that's so good, izuku!"

"thanks y/n!"

"teach me how to make some one day, okay?"

"yeah of course!"

bakugou grumbled under his breath, looking back down to his pan after a bit and flipping the crepe to see the whole circle of batter was black, burnt to a crisp.

"wow, i thought you were a cooking expert."

kaminari said as he came up next to him while whipping cream in a bowl.

"shut the fuck up!"

-

"does any of that shit ring a bell?"

bakugou's eyebrows were in a permanent scowl, y/n blinking up at him, slowly processing his sudden ramble about her and midoriya. shortly after, she broke out in a small laughter, holding her stomach.

"what the h-hell? you guys are so quick to jump to con-clusions!"

y/n held her hands over her mouth in shock and to hide her giggles as bakugou's face became blank, blinking down at the girl as he gritted his teeth.

"hey! stop laughing at me!"

"i'm not laughing at you- it's just-! haha!"

eventually, y/n stopped laughing. smiling as she straightened up in her chair and bakugou had straightened his posture too, crossing his arms over his chest while standing a bit infront of y/n.

"i don't want to have to explain this twice, you know where shoto is?"

"don't know. i'm not his parent."

y/n frowned a bit, then stood up, looking back at midoriya for a second and looking back at bakugou.

"let's go find shoto, please?"

y/n purposefully made her eyes a bit bigger, a pout on her lips as bakugou rolled his eyes, already grabbing her arm and pulling her out of the office.

"let's go find icyhot."

-

they searched for 5 minutes, finding him with one of their classmates.

"shoto! i wanna talk for a sec!"

y/n called out, her hand cupped over her mouth to echo her voice and todoroki quickly whipped his head towards the source of the noise, seeing bakugou's grip on y/n's arm wasn't the most, pleasant thing to see ever.

-

y/n stood infront of two boys who sat on chairs infront of her. one slouching in the chair as the other sat straight with his back onto the chair, you can guess who is who.

"first off, i'm.. sorry that i've been avoiding, you know, it."

y/n suddenly got nervous, she was never nervous, except for the one time that she was sandwiched in between bakugou and todoroki but anyway!

"i didn't want to deal with it at the moment because i didn't know what to say so i just, didn't say anything."

"its okay, sorry if i pressured you at all to say anything."

"we, icyhot."

"whenever i speak for you, you tell me to shut the fuck up."

todoroki turned his head to bakugou as bakugou looked at todoroki with his eyes for a few seconds, then turning his eyes back up at y/n.

"shut up bastard."

"anyway! to explain everything with izuku- he's like my brother."

the two boys blinked up at the girl for a minute, todoroki looking down at the floor, taking this new information.

"huh."

"yeah, he's like a brother to me. and that time you saw us at the cafe, shoto-"

-

"i just, don't know."

y/n sighed, her head going slack as it hung forward, then feeling the soft touch of midoriya's hand on hers, his thumb rubbing her hand.

"i don't wanna mess up my friendship with either of them. i really like the both of them but i, i don't know."

"don't worry. we can wait until you do. i'll wait right next to you until you do."

midoriya smiled tenderly at the girl, as her head perked up at his words and the warm touch of her cup made her feel better.

"will you really?"

"really."

-

"he was helping me out because of you guys, i didn't know what to think so for a bit, we've been talking."

bakugou had stopped slouching, his elbows resting on his bent knees as his head was perked up at her, slightly tilted while listening to her and zoning out, staring at the floor.

todoroki was hanging off of every word that the girl was saying, listening to everything and anything that came out from her lips.

"sooo that's why i wanted to talk to the both of you now. i didn't want to explain it all over again but i just wanted to tell the both of you that, i really do like you- both of you!"

y/n exclaimed quickly, her lips closing shut as she quickly thought of the next words to say.

"and.. i need just a bit more time."

todoroki swallowed a gulp that he didn't know that he had. his eyes darting around the room, not wanting to think of anymore time not being spent with y/n. all time with y/n was precious and he didn't want to waste that.

"so please, let's just act like nothing happened. before this all happened, just for a bit."

silence filled the empty classroom that they were in. y/n kept her head low as she waited for one of the boys of say something, anything. she wondered if she was being selfish, already spending weeks distancing herself because of some feelings that she didn't know how to admit?

"alright."

her head snapped up, looking at the blonde boy as his gruff voice was the one to break the silence. bakugou stood up, shoving his hands in his pockets as he took strides to stand infront of y/n, the feeling of todoroki's eyes on the back of his head as he stopped infront of the winged girl.

"take all the time you need, angel."

y/n's lips trembled as she held in a cry, nodding up at the boy.

"thank you, katsuki."

"yeah i know. icyhot?"

todoroki looked at bakugou, his eyes leaving y/n's face as todoroki had noticed that she looked like she was about to cry.

"are you gonna wait? for her?"

"yes, of course i would."

todoroki answered without hesitation in his system, walking up to them as he held out a tissue for y/n to use for her tears, all the while as he slipped a hand on her lower back, rubbing in circles with his palm.

"i would do anything for y/n."