How Many Reps Did Your Head Take

How many reps did your head take

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When I tell you this motivated me to write so much

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can wr get baku begrudgingly doing something with you (tsundere style) like skincare?

Coming right up!

I adore the idea of bkg with the full facemask and cucumbers on his eyes with a robe

He is a self care bitch all the way and you introduced him to it 😩

He owes you everything

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Bakugou x Reader- Self Care?

Its hard, being this fucking pretty. For real. Flawless skin and well manicured nails, plus nourished hair comes from hours of self care each week.

And Katsuki learns this the hard way when suddenly you're walking into his dorm room while he's studying, carrying an entire bag of products that you fully intend on using on him.

"Spa day!!"

Your voice is loud and chipper and full of love as you dump the bag to the side and embrace the stunned-silent blonde excitedly.

Lord, he's not ready for this.

"Fucking what?"

Eventually Katsuki.Exe reboots and kicks back up into action, scoffing at you as he slips his hands to your waist, giving you a pointed glare.

"Spa day!"

Katsuki's glare is ineffective, Katsuki returned to pokèball!

You remain unfazed by his harsh words and irritated mumbles, dragging him to his bed and seating him down, and a part of him makes the windows error sound as you walk into his room and scuttle around it like you fucking own the place.

But you do, really, because you own Katsuki's heart.

So his room and everything in it is yours <3

You throw a fluffy, white bathrobe at him and he catches it easily, begrudgingly admitting to himself that it is really soft agains the skin of his dry, rough palms, damaged and scarred from so many years of making explosion after explosion.

You're gonna be paying a lot of attention to those hands.

Anyway.

"Just lay back, because you have no say in this, babe. Take some time to relax. It'll be difficult getting to the number one spot if you sleep like shit and look like grease and unwashed teenager... slef care is important, Katsuki, if tou want to be the best."

"You fucking what?"

You're met with some pretty unsavoury language as a result of that but whatever, he knows you're right, and he really is grateful that you have his best interests at heart. You're constantly doing everything you can to aid him in his strive for the number one spot. If you were anyone else, he'd tell you to fuck off and die, but you're different. You're not trying to help him out of pity, or because you think you're better. You don't treat him like a child.

You just love him.

And he loves you too.

So he sighs, sucks it up, and puts on the damn bathrobe because he knows you have a point.

"You're not supposed to wear it with a full set of pyjamas on underneath..." you mutter, sweatdropping.

Nevermind.

"F-fucking-.. huh?! Just fuck off already! Im not undressing for you! What is this some kind of prank?! You filming me, you fuck?!"

After that fiasco is dealt with, katsuki is finally in the bathtobe after getting a stern whooping from you, wearing his boxers underneath and blushing as you climb on top of him, dressed the same.

Theres nothing sexual about this moment though, as you place a loving peck to his remarkably soft, bitten up lips and start to paint his face with a cleanser, taking all of the impurities from his skin and casting them away with one of your many microfibre towels, and he offhandedly wonders just how much money you've spent on this stuff.

After the cleanser comes the exfoliant, and after that comes the clay mask, and suddenly, he's blind. You've really just put fucking cucumbers on his eyes...

He doesn't complain though, because it feels good to have the very one he wants to build his entire future around massaging his face so delicately it could actually put him to sleep. He adores you, and the feeling only intensifies as his heart pounds in his chest at the feeling of your hands encasing his, exfoliating and moisturising the skin.

And if you give him a manicure while he's pretending to be asleep, he says nothing, even as you clip his cuticles and apply oil to the tips of his fingers and his nails so gently, painting them with clear nail strengthener. He feels like a pampered puppy, and he adores the feeling of your fingers running over his, now, soft and healthy looking skin.

You purr happily as he lets you preen him and clean him up, running your fingers through his scalp and his hair with a conditioner that you use frequently. It feels like you've won some kind of prize, because he would never let anyone as close as you are, and the little moans he releases are like music to your ears while you give him a scalp massage.

Once you're both rinsed clean and dry, you cant help but let him touch and caress your legs like he's just seen magic at work. Seriously, how the fuck are they so soft? Would his be like this if he shaved?? How does it feel when you have smooth legs as you lay in bed? He's heard you go on and on about how it's the "softest", "most heavenly" feeling in the world, but how true is that? Should he try???

Life's not worth living if you can't make Katsuki doubt everything he's ever known.

He's so adorable as he tries to wrap his head around the feeling of shaved legs, his brows furroed and his eyes trained intently on each pore, each freckle, each bruise...

And you say nothing when Katsuki drags you back to his room the same time next month to do the exact same thing again, relishing in his self care with you. You're not surprised either when he paints your nails for you expertly, the little pigtails you put in his hair spiking out like little blonde explosions behind a plain black headband.

Boyfriend scenarios :) deku baku shoto

Going through these steadily lol now it's izukus turn, and then I'm gonna try to write a part 2 for all of the characters I've done

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Izuku boyfriend scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 1

He meets your pets

He knew you were the one when he came over to your house for the first time ever and his eyes landed on the little hedgehog having a nap in its little enclosure.

Immediately his eyes were sparkly and wide and his whole face lit up.

He walks towards the cage with every intent on becoming besties with your pet, whom you'd named Caesar because you thought it was funny.

You knew Izuku was the one because he understood the reference.

"Oh! Because of the spikes? It references Caesar's death, right? He was s-stabbed with twenty-three knives..."

He lets out a nervous chuckle, wondering why you couldn't just give him a less cursed name like... Harold... Or something, and he sweatdrops slightly as you giggle, taking Caesar out of his little home and watching with amusement as Izukus beautiful green eyes follow your every movement.

You hold the little animal in your cupped hands, giving your boyfriend an encouraging look as he nervously shuffles away, not wanting to be stabbed.

"It's okay, Izu. He's very friendly! You just gotta hold him gentle, it doesn't hurt at all..."

He hesitantly outstretches both of his hands, looking at little Caesar like he's just a little kid again. He's got that spark of wonder in his eye that lights your whole world up, and when he takes the little rodent carefully and slowly, looking up at you to seek your approval, he gasps and smiles at the feeling of the rodent's little feet on his hands.

"It's so adorable- and it doesn't hurt- I wonder how distantly they're related to the porcupine family, if even at all- do they make noise?! What do they eat??-"

You giggle and try to calm the boy down, but seeing him get so overexcited because of something so precious to you like a pet has your heart doing leaps into you throat.

This boy is an absolute sweetheart, and whenever you need someone to look after little Caesar while you're away, the first person you call is Izuku.

You teach him all kinds of things about hedgehogs during his first visit that he's so enamoured he doesn't even realise you have a cat too until it jumps into his lap, subsequently frightening the life out of the poor boy. You could see his ghost practically leave his body and you're suddenly relieved that you put your rodent back in its enclosure because you know it would've gone flying just now.

The laugh that forces its way out of your throat is loud and joyful, and even as you nearly choke on the joyful noise you can see Izuku joining you by your side, petting your fluffy cat and watching as it purrs.

"Wai-... Has your cat not tried to... eat Caesar?..."

You laugh at that, summoning your cat with a tut of your teeth and petting the attention seeking creature as it covers you in its fur.

"Luckily, no. He wouldn't be very pleasant to eat, I don't think..."

He walks in on you changing

He's a blushing mess as he stands in front of you, completely frozen in shock and panic. He had only come into your dorm unannounced because you were expecting him, but now he stands in front of you, and you're stood in front of him.

And you're clad in only panties. You look at him with wide, startled eyes and in your blind panic, you throw the nearest item at his head, an almost-empty bottle of hand cream.

It hits him straight between the eyes and he still doesn't react, staring at your boobs like he only just noticed you had them.

"Izuku Midoriya!"

That catches his attention. Finally. He tears his eyes away from your chest, which you cover with your arms, and looks you in the eye, knowing he's in trouble. Noones ever used his full name like that except for his mother, and he's a little afraid.

There's already a little blue bump appearing between his eyebrows where he was smacked in the head, and he stares at you as if you had just blessed him with the image of Jesus Christ himself.

Oh, wow. This is the first time you've ever seen shy boy aroused. Now, that changes things.

You raise an eyebrow at your partner, smirking at him and pushing your breasts up a little, making his eyes trail down once again. He's shaky and embarrassed and his face has gone more red than his shoes, but there's a significant tent in his pants that has you surprised at how large it is.

Yes, he's such a gentleman and has the most respect in the world for you, so you just knew it was big, but having your suspicions confirmed is a whole other thing.

"Aw, are they really that nice?~"

He nearly combusts at your doorway, and thankfully he had enough sense to close the door at the start.

You get a new piercing

Ever since he had seen you half naked that one time, he'd had some kind of obsession with your boobs.

When you would wear low-cut tops, you would catch him staring. When you were making out, he would massage and kiss them. He likes to leave hickeys there whenever he could, and he had memorised every freckle and scar there like they were constellations.

So, while he was continuously busy with training and studying and the two of you had literally no time to be alone together, you had gotten them pierced.

They were predicted to be completely healed by the time his birthday came around, so you waited, and you took good care of them, and cleaned them every day.

So now, on the day of Izuku's birthday, after all of the celebrations and the cake and singing, you took him to your room to give him his last gift of the day, and arguably, his favourite.

He gives you a somewhat confused look, because obviously, the sweetheart expects nothing like this from you, and was happy to wait until you felt comfortable enough. So he tilts his head like a intrigued puppy, and follows the trail your hands make to your shirt as you start to unbutton it.

His eyes go about as wide as dinnerplates and he can't even stutter out a "wai- a-are you sure-? It's okay i-if you don't wanna go t-the whole way or a-anything-!!" before you've completely shed your top and start to work on your bra.

The second the bra is off, you could hear a pin drop as your boyfriend almost chokes, staring up at you and taking in the sight before him.

Beautiful, round tits bedazzled with little heart piercings fill his vision, and immediately he is rock hard. But he ignores it. So many questions fill his head as he stares and studies your body, and you don't even feel self conscious because you can see it in his eyes that he's having the time of his life.

He looks back up at you aa if silently asking for permission, reaching a hand out with the hesitance of a skittish cat.

When he actually gets to touch one, his mind goes blank. He was thinking about so many things before, like when you managed to get them and how they've healed so well, and if this was why you winced every time you jostled your chest too much (because he noticed that, apparently, but trusted you to talk to someone about it if you thought it was serious enough. Though he was seriously getting ready to talk to Recovery Girl about breast cancer pretty soon).

But now, all is quiet in his his head, and the only thing he can think about right now is how nice they are. They're so soft, and the metal is so intriguing and complements them perfectly. They're so, so pretty that he wants to lick them.

Even days after you've given him his last birthday present of the year, he's still in recovery, and he thinks part of him died and came back to life that night.

He sees you crying

The first time he had seen you actually crying it was like his heart had shattered into a million little pieces. He was so worried, because you were always so cheerful, and yet you looked so sad... so tired.

It turns out, that you'd had a few consecutive weeks of bad sleep. And that kind of thing fucks people up.

You had been told by Recovery Girl that you had been afflicted with an awry quirk.

You couldn't sleep until five in the morning and then you woke up again at eight, and you had carried on like this until you went into sleep debt.

So now, you're in an absolutely foul mood. Your body hurts and you can literally feel your brain and organs working overtime to keep you healthy, but you still feel like literal dog shit.

It takes the right dose of sleeping meds and Izukus calming voice and cuddles to get you finally knocked out again, and once you're snoring peacefully, he wipes the tear tracks off of your face and stays with you to keep you safe and warm. He prefers to keep an eye on you as well, since he's paranoid that you may have a negative reaction to the meds, and is ready to carry out Recovery Girl's emergency orders that she gave in case anything goes wrong.

He stays by your side protectively until you wake up again like a guard dog, ready to make you breakfast when you wake up and bring you a glass of water, teasing you about your snoring and making you flush in embarrassment.

You bleed on his bed

Netflix plays on Izuku's TV as the two of you cuddle and talk, the mossy-haired boy laying little pecks across your cheek as you nuzzle him and wrap your arms around his waist.

You're in his home now, since you have a week off for the holiday.

He has his leg slotted between yours as he huddles as close as he can physically get, and in the warmth and comfort of the embrace, you don't even think about the way that your lower belly cramps up a little, or the heat between your thighs.

Izuku does though. He tilts his head a little and furrows his eyebrows, wondering why his thigh feels kind of slicked up and... wet.

All it takes is for him to reach a hand down to touch his thigh to confirm that he's not, in fact, hallucinating, and when he brings calloused fingers back out from under the warm duvet his face pales and cold panic surges through his veins.

He's not even grossed out because he's too panicked to care. All he wants to know is why there's blood on his leg.

His little whimper is what catches your attention, and before you can even think to ask what's wrong, he's immediately going a mile a minute.

"Theres- b-blood-! Are you bleeding? Am I bleeding?!"

The way that he unceremoniously falls out of the bed in an ungraceful pile of sheets is almost funny, but you're too confused and worried to laugh right now, and now you know why.

As Izuku takes the sheets to the floor with him, your inner thighs are exposed to the low light in the room cast by the TV. Your heart just about stops.

You let out a yelp as you scramble off of his, now stained, sheets, feeling embarrassed and ashamed, and immediately Izuku feels bad for making such a big deal out of it.

In the course of what could only be ten seconds, you're ushered into Izuku's bathroom as he gathered his comfiest clothes for you, carrying them in his arms while he shows you where all of his mom's sanitary products are.

You had never told him about your cycle, but you can be sure he's gonna make use of that notepad and pen of his to keep track of it for you, since you're apparently useless at it. He would never say or think that though, he just cares a lot about you, and shows it by taking interest in everything about you.

Naturally, being raised with only a female presence as a real life role model, he is very in touch with his feminine side, and has absolutely no ill feelings towards your period, and while you clean yourself up in his shower, he asks his mom to make you a hot water bottle while he rushed to the store to get you all of the chocolate in the world and the pads he thinks you'd like the best.

He briefly remembers you saying something about winged pads cutting your inner thighs and chafing you, and he remembers just how much you bled in such a short amount of time with a small wince, and he gets you medium flow with no wings, and tampons for when you need them.

The second he comes back he's knocking on the bathroom door and taking your ruined shorts to his washing machine, because obviously he knows how to get bloodstains out.

You can't help but think to yourself how lucky you are, and the thought brings a few tears to your eyes.

can i get sum super soft baku headcannons?🥺

ofc! So sorry it took me this long :)

I'm still listening to I love you so by the Walters 😭

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Soft!Bakugou x GN!Reader Headcanons

In private he's nothing but soft for you. He might be all brash and rough edges in public but as soon as you're both alone together he's immediately the softest boy for you.

When he wants attention he totally tugs on the loose fabric of your shirt and gives you a passive stare, as if he expects you to read his mind.

Apparently you absolutely can.

When you hug him he's immediately got his arms around you like they were glued there, resting his chin on your shoulder and watching TV with you in your room.

You lay on his chest and your thumb massages his chest lightly, and immediately he is goo. He folds like a lawnchair at the feeling of you doing such a small, seemingly insignificant gesture, and he's totally weak for it.

He's so touchstarved that he even craves your touch and your presence in public too, leading to subtle hand holding and secret kisses.

And the first time you kiss his forehead his knees almost buckle.

It was when he had gotten upset about being, in essence, emotionally constipated (and hey, at least he's self aware) and you had just laughed softly and petted his hair, telling him that he's going about his own personal growth at a pace he finds comfortable, and that he's entitled to that.

This was accompanied by a soft smooch on the forehead and he leaned back against the wall in an attempt to regain his bearings.

You had actually given this stick of TNT butterflies.

Sometimes when he lays down in your bed, he rests his head in your lap while you braid little strands of his hair, and he doesn't say anything about it when you do, but he definately gives you a look when you stop, making you sweatdrop and continue playing with it just to make him stop glaring at you like a brat.

He tends to capture you sometimes too. No, he won't be stopping anytime soon.

Like, you'll be cuddling in bed and his arms are wrapped around you so tight that there is simply no escape.

"Can- uh- can you let--" "No." ... "...Please I need to pee"

He actually laughs at your jokes too. Since the both of you puppies have ~trauma~ he can actually appreciate your humour and one day, after you make a rather crude daddy issue joke he chokes on the soda you gave him and turns away from you. As it turns out you had alomost, almost made him spew soda out of his nose from that little quip, and the choked giggles, as worrying as they were because hey are you okay? can you breathe? were actually making your heart melt.

One time when he catches you oggling his muscles, he shows off even more for you, flexing a little bit, and taking it as motivation to train even harder. He's so proud of himself, because he worked so, so hard to get to this point, and you appreciate the fruits of his hard labour.

He especially loves the way you validate him. Not that he got into the relationship for your validation, of course, because he is Katsuki Bakugou and doesn't need anyone's validation to be himself, and he just genuinely loves you. But when he's feeling a certain way, and he doesn't get invalidated the way he usually does, it does something to him. You actually listen to him, and regularly tell him that it's okay to feel the way he feels, and it fuels his love for you even more because he values your opinion so much.

He especially values your opinion so much because you always know the right thing to say, and you're not just kissing his feet everyday. When he's in the wrong, you'll let him know, because you love him. And he appreciates that.

Sometimes, when he's even more touchstarved than normal, he actually whines when he feels you hug him for the first time in a day. He is so weak for your cuddles and nose kisses, because under that strong exterior, he just wants to be held like he's more than just a weapon for once.

And when you hold his hands like he hasn't obliterated millions of things with them he melts into a little Katsuki-puddle, his thumb brushing over your knuckles as you lift his hand up to cradle it to your chest, and his eyes glaze over with a look you've never seen before. In seconds he's captured you again and he hides his face into your chest so you cant tell he's crying just a little bit.

i woke up at 5:00 am to move mah other sibling into their dorm (My brother is a bitch but I love them) so I'm not in school today.

Oh yum

I'm not at work today bc I called in sick <3

Boyfriend scenarios :) deku baku shoto

Once again, I'm very sorry this took as long as it did, I will have to admit that I completely forgot that I still hadn't finished the parts from the other characters!

@emmy420 this request was yours and I really hope you find it adequate <3

Also yes I did say I would be posting all day but I wasn't being lazy, it just took me forever to write ichigos and todos scenarios because I like to keep em quite long and I gotta plan what I write and stuff and see if it aligns with canon... Stuff like that, so I was writing literally all day but I was just working on two pieces :)

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Warning: Some NSFW content, snakes, needles, slight mentions of depressive episode...

Shouto Boyfriend Scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 1

He meets your pets

You have a snake. Now, when Shouto comes over to your house for the first time to come face to face with a California Kingsnake sat snug in its enclure he merely freezes, confused and concerned.

You hadn't said anything about a pet snake, had you possibly forgotten you had one?

"Ah, sorry about Crowbar. Kinda forgot to tell you about him."

Well, that answered his question...

There was something he was even more concerned about though.

"Why did you name him... Crowbar?"

You don't even look at him as you tell him the most concerning thing he's heard in his life, making him do a double take as he thinks about the crisp imagery that you've now planted in his head.

"If someone breaks in, I don't have a Crowbar, but I have him. I reckon he's heavy enough to have the same effect. He is getting a little fat..."

The hotpocket behind you merely blinks at you and moves on from this cursed conversation as fast as he can, trying not to think about what you just said, or the way that you babytalk your pet... Snake... In the background.

"...

So what subject are we studying today?"

"Aw, come on, Sho, don't be like that. Come say hi. He's very friendly, and he doesn't bite."

He doesn't hear the "often" that you mutter under your breath at the end of your sentence, but he doesn't need to. He simply gives the snake an unimpressed look and says hi, like you told him to. He did what you asked, so why do you still want to be mad at him.

"He's not that scary..."

Shouto simply sighs and hugs you around your waist, nodding his head. He's not really afraid of the little... Creature. It's just a little unnerving how it stares at him the way it does.

"Aw, I think he's got a crush on you..."

At this point he's back to being unimpressed as he pulls away from the hug, nonchalantly pulling the schoolbooks from his bag while ignoring you and your little muffled giggles.

He walks in on you changing

You change out of your uniform the second you get back to your room, expecting Shouto, who had come back with you, to be a little longer in the bathroom. You were wrong.

Which is exactly what lead you to this predicament.

Todoroki stands frozen at the door to your room as you slip a shirt on, the both of you still with shock before you snatch your shirt down, now fully in your pyjama clothes.

He had only seen your bra, which was new and pink, since you decided to treat yourself for no reason when you were out with YaoMomo, Tsu, Mina, and Ocha the other day. You were wearing the cute underwear set because even though noone would see it, it still boosted your confidence a little and made you feel pristine.

Noone would see it, you thought.

Well, fuck.

He quickly backs out of the room with an unphazed expression once he recovers though, and shuts the door as he leaves, and what makes this even more embarrassing is that he's just gone back into the en suite bathroom, and you guess he's just waiting there.

What a pure, golden boy. Such a gentleman. You can't stop yourself from snickering, your cheeks puffed as you cover your mouth, trying not to laugh at the situation.

"You-... You can come out of the bathroom now, Sho... You're not banished."

Slowly, the door opens again, more light from the blurred bathroom window flooding into your room as you watch your boyfriend shyly come out, looking you over again as if to make sure that you're decent for real.

"I-... I'm sorry I walked in on you. I would never mean to make you uncomfortable, and I wouldn't do that kind of thing on purpose-"

You cut him off with an exasperated laugh and some over the top hand gestures, letting him know that everything is absolutely fine, and that you know he's not that kind of person. In fact, that's the reason you're laughing about it. You just feel so safe around him, and you're comfortable with him seeing you like that because you know that he's a genuinely good person. It's the very reason you love him after all.

He's so chivalrous and kind, despite the fact that you can be borderline annoying sometimes, and he would never treat you unfairly, or betray the trust that you two have built over the years that you've been friends.

"You're an absolute sweetheart. You know I love you right?"

He definitely knows, and you can tell by the soft smile on his face and the eased, relaxed look on his face as he talks to you.

You get a new piercing

It hurt when you went to get your septum, but it really wasn't that bad. You can recall math tests more painful than that.

Nevertheless, Shouto was there, sitting and watching the needle as it passed through the skin of your nose. He was nervous for you, and wanted to come as emotional support. Really, that translated into "I want to be there so you can emotionally support me as I watch you get this done"

You didn't mind, and he was brave during the appointment, so that's a plus for sure. What was less pleasant for you was the full inspection he did afterwards, when the two of you had gotten back to your house. He tilted your head and stared at your nose until you had to bat his hands away, laughing at his curiosity.

He was just so interested. Why do people do this? Do you have a secret metal quirk he doesn't know about? All sorts of conspiracies were fluttering around that coulourful head of his. He wanted to know why people do this, and why they found it attractive. Most of all he wanted to know why he found it attractive.

It was tender and painful and it hurt to move it. Not to mention the many times he would snicker because you'd accidentally punch yourself in the face and knock it. Changing the sheets? Punch in the face. Itchy nose? Punch in the face, miscalculated where your arm was going while reaching for something? Punch in the face.

He did try to help whenever he could though, and would make warm salt water for you every morning and night so that you could disinfect it. He would buy you wound spray, and cotton buds, and one day he came home with a whole new septum ring for you. He'd said that it reminded him of you and thought it would look cute on you, so he bought it for you, and then refused to let you thank him or pay him back or anything.

You couldn't help but feel your heart tug with every small gesture of love, and the way that he would look after you without you asking.

He sees you crying

The summer almost always bums you out. It's hot and miserable and everybody's going out without you and your motivation goes straight down the drain. You had mentioned this 'summer blues' to your boyfriend Sho, and he'd said that any time you feel like this, you were to call him.

He'd made sure you knew it was of no negative consequence to him, and would never bug, or annoy, or inconvenience him, because you were his first and most important priority. Even concerning hero work. Hes just human like that.

And you trust your boyfriend, and could really do with not spiraling down the dissociative, isolated rabbit hole that makes you want to delete your socials and drop off the map forever. The feeling that makes you want to run away from the real world and hide. At the time it feels nice. It's calming and lonely and you like it, but when you're out of that headspace, it just feels dangerous. It's anxiety inducing to think about.

So as soon as you start feeling like you want to hide away, when you stop replying to text messages and you start muting the group chats, leaving everyone on delivered and refusing to leave the house, you muster up the courage to call your boyfriend. You want your boyfriend. You want a hug.

He answers the call, having been studying in his room to pass the time after a training session, but immediately stands from where he was seated and abandons his work when he hears your shaky breath on the other side of the call, his eyebrows narrowed into a worried frown.

"What's wrong? I'll be there soon. Are you feeling lonely?"

You almost nod your head, straining your voice to whisper through the phone.

"Yea..."

He smiles and makes his way to your house, letting you know when he'll be there, and you hang up the phone to let him walk without distraction. It's only a twenty minute walk.

As soon as your half and half boy is with you, walking through the door, he makes his way to your room and smiles at you, greeting you and telling you how nice it is to see you in your little hermit cave, eliciting a little laugh out of you as a soft thumb wipes away the tears in your eyes.

He helps you run a bubble bath and makes some tea with you, letting you participate in helping him to keep you active and distracted, and the two of you find yourselves enjoying the quality time together.

You keep the door to the bathroom open slightly as you bathe, so Sho can't see you, but he can talk to you through the door every so often, which isn't that uncommon when the two of you have a lazy day together, and you let him use your Netflix and Disney plus since he doesn't necessarily get to lounge or relax as well in his home with Enji Todoroki.

You were glad to give him the break he needed from his family, and he was glad to be here with you and cheer you up. Words can't explain how pleased he felt when you told him how much better you'd felt.

You bleed on his bed

Enji is going to be furious if he finds out. Oh god. You're in trouble.

You wake up, feeling a familiar wetness between your legs and the deeply uncomfortable feeling of blood escaping your body in the slowest possible way. You stare at the stain you left behind, dreading the fact that you're going to have to tell Sho what you did.

Your cheeks glow bright red with shame as you clutch your belly, getting a painful cramp that has you moaning in pain.

This is what wakes your boyfriend up. Groggily, he blinks his eyes open until they're no longer blurred with sleep, taking in your panicked looking form as you sit upright on his bed, staring down at the mattress. At first he thinks you've had a nightmare, it's almost pitch black in the room and it takes a while for his eyes to adjust to the lack of light, but only then does he realise that you seem a little too panicked for just a nightmare.

Your eyes are wide and you tremble with panic and worry, hiding your face in your hands and wracking you brain for answers on what to do about this. Sure Sho might not be as upset about it, but Enji is going to see it sooner or later and you're gonna get some real heat for it. That's fucking humiliating.

Your thoughts are interrupted by another painful cramp, your ovaries causing havoc on the rest of your body right now. You can't help but whine softly, alerting the dual-coloured boy to your problem.

He sits up slowly, frightening you for a second because you were so lost in your own head and your thoughts that you didn't even notice the shift in the mattress or the rustling of the sheets.

"Babe?... Did you... Have some sort of nightmare?"

Oh god. His voice is raw and riddled with sleep and it only makes him sound adorable to you, causing your heart to melt where you crouch in his bed.

You've lifted your butt off of the mattress as to not stain it any more, and when Todoroki notices where your eyes are trained as soon as you move your hands away, he lets out an unbothered little "oh".

'"oh"'?? What is that supposed to mean? You repeat what he said in your head, wracking your brain for answers once again, wondering if it's an angry '"oh"' or just a confused one.

You don't have to worry for very long though, when you feel a hand on your lower back, and a soft little kiss on your cheek.

"Go and take a shower, I'll take care of it and we can go back to sleep. It's okay, it... happens".

The poor boy is a little confused at first, and maybe just a little panicked and traumatised at the sight of fresh blood coming out of your... vagina...? But he recovers quickly so as not to worry you, when he remembers everything that Fuyumi taught him. This is normal for you.

He grimaces, because how women can go through this sort of thing and not be mentally impacted and scarred for the rest of their lives is really beyond him. You must be very strong. Part of him wonders where all of this blood is coming from, too, since he reckons if he bled as much as you, he would be dead in about a minute and a half.

He shakes the thoughts away, wanting to pay attention to you and take care of you, because the sweet thing believes that you're deserving of it no matter what, and when he guides you to the bathroom with the softest towel you've ever felt and leaves his room to fetch some of his sister's pads, you feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

He gives you an entire pack and promises to buy more for you to put in his en suite despite your insistence that he doesn't need to, and he changes the sheets for you and gives you a comfy pair of his shorts and underwear to sleep in.

And when you're both back in bed, cuddling and basking in eachothers' presence, he heats up his hand just barely and uses it to warm you up and hold your belly. He has no idea how much it means to you.