Let Her Go

Let Her Go

Pairings: Hanta Sero x Reader

Warnings: ANGST, cursing, main character death (non explicit), OOC

Notes: This is my first time publishing something angsty,, what started off as a halloween crack fic, became this. AND I APOLOGIZE,, I WOULD’VE POSTED THIS ON THE 30th BUT IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY AND I WAS OUT FOR THE WHOLE DAY. 

also lowkey inspired by a Let Her Go by Passenger

enough of me talking,, I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY AND I HOPE YOU ALL HAD A LOVELY QUARANTINE HALLOWEEN.

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“Hanta!” “AH SHIT-“ 

You crouched as you held your stomach, laughing loudly from sneaking up on your boyfriend. Wheezing as he stumbled to the floor, pants tangling at his ankles.

“Don’t,” he spoke, shaking his hands and shooting an accusing finger at you, “Do that!” taking in a gulp of air, you looked up at your Sero who glared at you. 

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it! You were just so vulnerable!” You watched him struggle to stand up, reaching down to pull his pants up, “Yummy.” you muttered, giggling as he snapped his head towards you in warning. 

“Just because it’s Halloween doesn’t mean you can scare me.” He says fastening his belt, the view of his front being reflected in the mirror. You sat on the bed and admired his form, from his shoulders to his lean torso, even admiring the way his mullet seemed to suit him perfectly.

“That’s exactly what it means babe.” He chuckled and finally turned to you, making his way over and cupping your cheeks in his hands, your skin feeling a tad cold. “You’re beautiful.” He says planting a kiss onto your lips. He could feel the way your lips quirked into a smile against his own, your hands covering his and gently running your fingers over it. 

“God, I love you.” 

“I love you too Hanta. So damn much. forever and always. You know i’ll always be here for you right? Even when i’m not exactly here.” You semi joked, needing to know that he understood you and your love for him.

The moment was broken before he could respond, when a knock sounded at your door making you both turn, “I’ll get it (y/n).” 

Opening the door, Kirishima and Bakugou stood outside, one looking happier than the other. With a bright smile the redhead spoke, “You ready bro? movie night’s starting.” Sero looked to you and nodded, “Yeah, we’ll be down there soon.” He says as the two just outside the door give each other side glances.  

“Just hurry the fuck up or we’re starting without you.” Bakugou said, shoving his hands into his pockets and glancing into the familiar room. You smiled and waved at him, however he did not return either, he only stared at you. 

“Stop being such a grump, Katsuki.” You tease, Standing up and off-shoulder to Sero, still smiling at the two. “Alright, see you down.” Kirishima said tugging Bakugou back along into the elevator. 

“Bakugou seemed a little more distant to you than usual didn’t he?” Sero says taking your hand, “Aw, i wouldn’t worry babe, you know how he is,” You offer with a smile, “let’s just go watch the movie.” 

And with that, the two of you were off to the common room. Upon arrival, Sero was quick to pull you to the couch to get the good seats, giggling at his antics, you and him sat down in the corner, him pulling you into his side. 

Just before the movie started, Shoji was about to sit and having not seen your frame, he was about ready to sit on top of you, “Woah dude! (y/n)’s sitting here, man.” Sero warns making the dupli-armed boy bow his head slowly, “I apologize, “Can i sit here?” he asks pointing to the spot next to you, “Of course, Shoji” You say with a smile, Sero nodding at his question with a smile as well. 

Everyone was silent during the exchange, looking back and forth between them, and after a while, they were reduced to sympathetic whispers.

 “Let’s get this started, yeah?” Mina said, breaking everyone’s muttering, a chorus of voices agreeing to start the movie. 

Sero smiled and kissed your head, you snuggled into his side and looked up at him sadly, a look that he didn’t notice. 

Throughout the movie, Sero would whisper his own commentary into your ear and would grin every time he made you laugh aloud. He would shush you for laughing too loud, even though the others didn’t seem to react to your boisterous laughter at your boyfriends’ comedic comments. 

After about an hour and a half, the movie had finally ended, it’s credits rolling through the screen. You stretched your body out and sat up, your boyfriend looking over at you tiredly, “Bedtime?” he asked hopefully while you snorted, “Sir, it’s only 9.” You teased and watched as he gestured over to Bakugou, “well it’s way past his bedtime so i assumed it was time for ours.” 

“What the hell did you say about me, Soy Sauce?” Bakugou shouted, the others looking up at them in amusement, “I was just telling (y/n) that it’s past your bedtime, old man.” 

Bakugou’s fighting stance faltered and he only glared, sadness and hurt hiding behind his eyes. “Fuck you. i’m going to bed.” He says making Sero wince, you shook your head at him and watched him grimace. 

Just as Bakugou walked out of the common room and into the hallway to get to the elevator, he crossed paths with Aizawa who was doing his final check in. 

Without looking up from the floor, Bakugou spoke, “He’s doing it again.” and with that, he  entered the elevator and made his way to his dorm, leaving his teacher to mull over his words and sigh. 

Sero looked at you and noticed you weren’t talking to your friends like you usually did. Instead of chatting with your closest friends in the class, you simply sat beside him, only smiling at everyone. 

“Sero.” Aizawa’s voice called, the boy jumping in surprise and turning to his home room teacher, “Yes, sir?” Your boyfriend responded as he glanced over at you who met his eyes and mocked him like a child who got called into the principal’s office, “Oooo you’re in trouble.”

Sero swatted at you while Aizawa watched him, “Come with me, and bring (y/n) along.” He said simply, his words making everyone else start to whisper again. 

Walking out of the dorms and into the courtyard, Aizawa led them both to the large tree in the center, “What’s going on Mr. Aizawa? Am i in trouble? If you’re here to ask about who drank the bottle of soap , i just wanted to see if it tasted like it smelled.” Sero confessed. You and Aizawa started at him with a bewildered expression, not really knowing how to take that.

“No- Wait, you drank soap?”  His teacher asked, The boy standing rigid, “No... you’re the one farting bubbles.” 

Aizawa sighed heavily and rubbed his temples, only until Sero turned to speak to you, did Aizawa revert back to his main goal. 

“Sero come read this plaque.” The older man said, stepping aside to allow his student access to the plaque on the tree. “Um.. okay?” the boy said confused but opting to listen to his teacher anyway. 

“‘Once you’ve met someone, you never truly forget them.’ In Loving memory of (y/-“  

Sero’s blood ran cold and he felt his eyes widen, his face now contorted into one of mild confusion and hurt, “W-What is this?” he says aloud, not being able to tear his eyes away from the plaque. 

He stared at the mocking inscription and red it over and over in his head, his brain not registering what this meant, “Babe? what kind of fucked up joke is this?” Sero asks, finally being able to turn to look at you, only to see you looking at him with tears rolling down your cheeks. 

“You have to let me go, baby.” You whisper as Aizawa stands about two feet away, and watches his students’ heart break all over again.  “N-No! I love you!” he choked out, sobs now threatening to escape his trembling form.

“Hanta. Hanta,” you coo as you move over to him and take his face in your hands, those of which now felt icy against his own skin. “I love you, but you can’t keep doing this. You need to move on.” You sob out, your thumbs trying to wipe his tears away, only for it to do nothing. 

“Please don’t go. I need you here, you can’t leave me...” He shouts, trying to hold you, screaming out in pain once he realizes he can’t touch you, his arms going through you like a hologram. 

“I’ll always be here Hanta...” You offer with a miserable smile, not wanting to leave him but knowing you had to. “(y/n) please...” 

“Goodbye Hanta.” You whisper, leaning in to press a ghost of a kiss into his lips, what of which he sobbed out when he realized he couldn’t feel it. 

“Goodbye (y/n)...” he choked out, watching as you turned translucent and ultimately transparent until you were no longer there. The light of the full moon shone down on the breaking boy as he fell to his knees, Aizawa walking up to place a comforting hand on his students’ shoulder, tears nearly springing to his eyes as well as he remembered the day.

“‘Once you’ve met someone, you never truly forget them.’ In Loving memory of (y/n) (l/n). A beloved daughter, friend, girlfriend and student. Destined for greatness until a life was cut short by fate’s cruel kiss. She will forever be remembered.”

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Tipsy Mumbles

Pairings: Hanta Sero x Reader

Summary: Sero goes to pick up his girlfriend after she’s had a little too much to drink.

Warnings: drinking, a bar setting, some cursing I think, tequila

Notes: ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP,, it’s not explicitly said, but I do NOT condone underage drinking. Other than that, please enjoy~

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You’d gone out with Jiro and Mina, the boys opting to stay at home and hang out there, so no one was really worried about you guys. That was until Sero’s phone rang.

“Hello?” “Babe,” you slur out, making the boy sit up straight, “can you pick me up? i’m drunk.” you giggle as he mutters curses under his breath, knowing that he’s going to give Jiro and Mina a scolding for letting you get drunk.

“Send me your location.” He says, grabbing his jacket and keys, “i love that song!” you shout into the phone making him wince, he chuckled as you started to sing to Khalid’s Location, as he hopped into the car. “I’ll be there in a bit, baby, just stay with the girls.” He hears you singing to whatever song was on at the bar and vaguely hears the two girls trying to get you off of the pool table.

Getting there, he entered the bar in search of his girls, which shouldn’t be too hard, one is pink with horns, the other is a walking aux cord, and his girl was probably doing some magic trick somewhere. Sure enough, he found you using your magic to try and steal a bottle from behind the bar. As he walked up to you, he caught the bottle and reached over to put it back, leaving the bartender confused while you pouted.

The other two giggled into their drinks while Sero sat on the stool in front of you, pulling you in between his legs, “Hey, baby?” He asks hurt as you try to get out of his hold, “please don’t touch me!” you say trying to move away, “and don’t call me that! i have a boyfriend and he’s coming and he’s gonna fuck. you. up.” you say picking his chest, meanwhile Sero was laughing and pulling in you closer. “It’s me, cariño.” he whispers as she squints and grabs his face, then moving to run her fingers through his hair, feeling his mullet down at the base of his neck.

your face lit up and your friends laughed, “Baby!” you cheer, leaning in to kiss him. After pulling away, he turns to the two girls who gulp, “What did you give her? you know she doesn’t drink like this.” He scolds as they gawk, “She was just a little uncomfortable so we gave her a few shots of tequila.” Jiro says smirking into her whiskey.

“Jesus.. Tequila?” He asks, rubbing his forehead, knowing that you were going to be even more of a handful than you already were. “It’s not like we were forcing her! she asked what she should drink!” Mina explained as you smiled and nodded. “Babe, you don’t even like tequila.” Sero says with a tired grin while he watched your face twist in confusion, “I don’t?” He chuckles and shakes his head, “no, you don’t.”

“Look, i’ll give you girls a couple more minutes, but once it’s up, we’re out.” He says while Jiro and Mina nod their heads in agreement, making their way deeper into the bar to chat up some people.

“Here, I knew you were coming so I ordered this for you.” You say sliding over a shot, some lime wedges and table salt. He looks down at you but gives you a grin nonetheless as you watch him prepare the shot. He shakes some salt onto the small patch of skin he just licked between his thumb and index finger and makes a move to grab the lime, only to not see it anymore.

Looking up at you in confusion, he grins when he sees the wedge in between your teeth. He makes eye contact with you the whole time while he licks the salt and shoots his head back to take the shot. You giggled when he grabbed your chin and pulled you close enough for him to bite the lime, it’s juice sliding down his chin, your eyes following the drop. You smile and lean in, starting from his neck where the droplet of the sour juice had made it, and licking all the way up to the corner of his mouth.

You both looked at each other and burst into laughter, “How about a body shot?” you whisper into his ear as he stumbles, “Jesus.. NO- No body shots!”

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mistake

pairings: hanta sero x reader

summary: sero’s actions may have cost him you, his everything

warnings: ANGST, cheating, plenty of curses, brief mentions of nudes and sexual acts.

notes: now i know in my heart that neither fanon nor canon sero would ever cheat, i literally only wrote this because of a quote from ‘It’ that stuck with me, see if you can find it ;)

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you all were sitting in the common room, not doing much, just watching tv, reading, playing games, just spending time with one another. you were on the couch next to your boyfriend curled against him, taking in the feeling of his arm around you as he pulled you close.

“hey babe, imma go get some snacks, i’ll be right back.” he says gently, removing you from his arm and standing up, making his way over to the kitchen.

you had gotten into a conversation with shoji when you heard a familiar notification sound. sero has just gotten a text. shyly looking over at the lit up screen, you saw a name that confused you.

“camie?” you muttered as you picked up his phone. you knew it was an invasion of his privacy, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit insecure about someone as beautiful as her texting your boyfriend.

you became a bit more suspicious when his phone didn’t unlock the first time, leading you to believe he changed the password. you didn’t have to think too hard before you managed to unlock it with ‘0420’. going into his messages, you gasped lightly at what you found. lewd pictures from both your boyfriend and camie littered the chat, as well as a multitude of texts saying how infatuated they were with one another.

shoji noticed your mood change and asked if everything was alright, you reassured him that you were fine and set his phone back down just as sero came back with a bowl of your favorite chips.

“here babe, i got these for you,” he said with his smile, the one that usually made you swoon, but made you want to vomit at the moment.

“you got a text.” you say simply, taking a handful of the chips, “oh yeah? from who?” sero asked you, munching on the chips as well, not even looking for his phone.

“camie.” you answer, watching him freeze and try not to look suspicious. he swallowed the chips he had in his mouth and rolled his shoulders, trying to release the tension he was feeling.

sero looked down at you and he knew you had seen, your face stoic as you looked up at him, no one having yet caught wind as to what was going on. “i’m going to go to my room, and you’re staying down here.” you say getting up, only for him to grab your wrist and try to pull you back, “don’t do this, please.” he whispers, eyes now falling on the two of you.

“no, you don’t do this. let me go hanta.” you growl at him, pulling your arm away as he stands up, “please let me-“

“let you what? explain? what is there to explain? that you cheated on me with camie?” you said at normal volume, trying to keep the situation as quiet as possible, “no just- damnit (y/n) don’t say it like that.” he said running a hand through his hair, making you scoff.

“what? don’t say it how it is? i’m done.” you say a little louder this time, catching everyone’s eyes. “babe please!” sero pleads as you walk away. watching you turn away, he freaked out and shot his tape at you, pulling you back into his chest, only to hear you sniffling and trying to hold in your tears.

“fucking let me go.” you spit out, hitting his chest as he wraps his arms around you, not caring at who was watching anymore.

“no!” he shouts back at you. you sneer up at him as tears start falling from your eyes, the look of guilt now present on sero’s face. “what the hell is going on?” kirishima asks the question that everyone wants to know, you glare at the black haired boy and scoff, “you want to tell them? or should i?” you ask as he grunts.

“i made a small mistake.” he says aloud, both to you and to everyone listening, “a small mistake? you made a big ass mistake, you bastard.” you cut him off as he sighs, “this mother fucker cheated on me with camie.” you finally reveal, making the girls gasp and his friends glare in disapproval, “that’s not manly at all bro.” kirishima says making sero groan.

“just let her go man.” kaminari says trying to diffuse the situation, seeing as though for every second that passed while sero was holding you, the angrier you got. “leave us alone.” sero said as you pulled yourself out of his grasp, only prompting sero to make another move to grab you,

“we said to fucking let her go. or are you deaf and dumb?” bakugou said standing in between the two of you, palms facing up and ready with explosions.

at this point you were sobbing while mina and aoyama attempted to comfort you while ojiro and shoji stood beside you as well in case sero disrupted you again. “let me just talk to her man!” sero exclaimed, trying to get around bakugou, making the ash blonde grab him and blow him into the wall.

“(y/n) please! i love you! camie isn’t anything to me!” he pleaded as you turned around just before entering the elevator, giving him a sliver of hope, only for it to be crushed when your sad eyes turned cold.

“go blow your dad you mullet wearing asshole!” you managed to shout before the doors closed and you fully broke down, leaving sero to wallow in his thoughts and regrets.

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Dia De Los Muertos

Pairings: Hanta Sero x Reader

Warnings: OOC, cursing, death mentions, BNHA MANGA SPOILERS (brief, i’ll make a cut to indicate where), Spanish

Notes: HEADS UP, This is a Latino Sero fic with implied Latina Reader

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“Do me next.” Bakugou said as he yanked kaminari out of the spot in front of you making you jump back in surprise, “what?” you ask as he sits on your bed, mirroring your criss cross position and leaning forward with a straight face. “paint my face.” he says, making you chuckle. 

you had painted you and Sero’s faces as calaveras for Día De Los Muertos, the skeletal design catching Bakugou’s eye. 

“damn dude.” Kaminari winced from the floor, making you cringe with a sympathetic smile as you brought Bakugou’s face forward. “close your eyes.” you tell the boy. following your instructions, he scoots closer and shivers when he feels the cold face paint being applied around his eye. 

“make mine cool.” he mutters, trying not to move his face muscles much, “so mine isn’t cool?” you joke, making him open the eye you weren’t working on, you feel his eye roam over your makeup as he grunts, “whatever.” 

“para de mover!” You scold, watching in amusement as he huffed and crossed his arms, “I’d stop moving but sitting still is fuckin killing me!”

you laugh at his response and continue working on his makeup, leaving Kaminari on the floor while he distracted himself with his phone. 

After stubbornly worming your way into Bakugou’s life, he picked up some Spanish from you. Even if most of it was how to curse. 

“you remember what this is for?” you ask him as he hums, “yeah, for that Mexican holiday where you guys celebrate or something with dead people.” he says making you snort.

 “day of the dead, yes. We celebrate the lives of those who have died, that’s why Sero and I have pictures on the altar, those are our family members who’ve passed away.” you explain as he hums in response again. 

“wait so that food is for the dead people?” Kaminari asks, suddenly sitting up straight, “yes? did you eat it?” you watch as he goes rigid, “metaphorically, what would happen to someone who ate the food?” he asks as you fake a small gasp making Bakugou and Kaminari focus their eyes on you.

“Well, legend says that those who eat the food off of the ofrenda, become a spirit and get trapped in the spirit world.” you say finishing up on the second eye. it isn’t until you turn to look at Kaminari that you gasp and frantically look around. “Katsu! where’d Kaminari go?” you ask as the boy in question waves his arms around. 

just as Bakugou was about to ruin it, you gave him the look and he immediately understood and hid his growing smirk. “shit, you don’t think he’s dumb enough to eat the food do you?” he says as you both stare at each other, ignoring your friend who was calling out to you. “Oh shit!” you both yell as Kaminari gives up and bolts out of your room to the common room. 

you slap Bakugou’s shoulder and tell him to help message everyone to ignore Kaminari and if anyone sees anything floating. to act like it’s a spirit. Soon enough everyone was informed and in on the joke. not even two minutes later, you heard Hagakure and Mina’s scream making you and Bakugou howl with laughter.

Sero came into your room not long after, wiping tears from his eyes as he tried to catch his breath from laughing so hard. “What did you tell him?” He asks, finally getting his breathing in order, “I just told him a little white lie my parents used to tell me when i was younger.” You admit, turning your head so Sero could give you a kiss. 

“Can you not fucking do that when I’m inches away from you?” Bakugou sneers while shoving your boyfriend off of you, “hurry up and finish this.” He says staring straight and tilting his chin up so you can finish with final designs. 

You laugh and hold his chin steady while your boyfriend watches you concentrate on his face makeup, admiring the way your tongue pokes out and your brows scrunch. 

Once you finish with Bakugou, he quickly takes his leave while mumbling about how he doesn’t want to “see all that kissing shit.”

“Te ves hermosa.” He says to you, holding his hand for you to take as you stand from your spot on the bed, “y tu te ves muy guapo.” you sat leaning into his chest, his arms moving to wrap around you. Resting your head on his chest to hear his heartbeat, you both began to sway along to a silent rhythm. 

“I love you.” “I love you too, now why don’t we head down there?” He offers, kissing the crown of your head as he gets a good look at your own skull makeup, “You did a great job.”

“(Y/N)!!! The bread is ready!” You heard Sato call, you and your boyfriend sharing a small laugh before heading down to the common room. 

“I think my makeup is coming off!” Mina cried out as you looked into the sea of your classmates all huddled in the main space, each with their own version of the sugar skull makeup. 

You walked over to Sato and took the second tray of pan dulce and pan de muerto. “Those look delicious!” Uraraka cheers, filling the scent of fresh pan. You giggle as your classmates huddle around you and Sero’s DIY ofrenda.

You had asked your mother to send you some extra manteles and decorations from home for Día De Los Muertos, the class had expressed their interest after they heard you and Sero talking about it. 

You set down some of the bread on plates and made a move to organize the ofrenda, smiling at all of the photos your classmates offered to put. Grandparents, aunts, uncles, and you’d even gotten All Might and Aizawa to put up some photos. 

——spoiler——

Nana Shimura and a young looking boy who wore a wide grin and a bandage on his nose, his hair looking almost cloud-like. Shoto even put up a photo of his late brother. 

——spoiler——

You watched as the heterochromia boy  used his quirk to light up the multitude of candles on the ofrenda, watching as it slowly came to life.  

You all had huddled around it and reminisced, smiling fondly at the memories of your family and friends who have since moved on. 

“We do not cry for them, hoy y mañana celebramos! today and tomorrow we celebrate! we celebrate their lives and how they lived to the fullest, we celebrate their accomplishment and our memories, stories and words.” You say aloud to everyone, moving to your phone which you’d connected to the speaker, “Now, let’s dance!” You cheer, pressing play and watching your friends grab partners and dancing to the cultural music. 

Sero pulled you into this chest again and held you in a ballroom position, the music defying the tranquil notes of classical music and instead filling the dorms with trumpets,  gitarras, violins y guitarrones. Music pouring through the windows along with your class’ laughter and excitement.

You and Sero couldn’t contain your happiness and expressed it through gritos which made the others look over at you two and attempt their own. 

“Te amo Hanta.” 

“Te amo (y/n).

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-EXTENDED CRACK-

After a while of dancing with Sero amongst the other students, you felt something grab your ass. Whipping your head around to see Mineta with a nosebleed and his hand STILL on your ass, you growl,

“quieres que te pongo tu pinché foto sobra el ofrenda también?”

aaaa i love how u stick to the lantio sero headcanon!!! hes a comfort character for me and that headcanon makes me really happy!!!! :3

Im glad you like it!! He’s such a big comfort character for me as well, i even have a blanket of him coming in soon uwu

“Dance with me, baby.”

Sero x GN reader

Warnings: my terrible writings and lack of title creativity, but other than that, nothin’.

Description: I fond moment between you and your boyfriend, Sero.

A/N: Im sorry this is so bad, im trying to get used to writing on an actual site and i have no idea how tumblr works, anyway here is my crappy writing lol.

story contains fluff and latin sero,, pls enjoy

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You and your boyfriend were in your dorm, just chatting away. Sharing family stories and memories, listening intently while the other spoke so fondly. The fairy lights that decorate your bed, desk and patio doors, allowed for a warm glow to fill the room. A comforting light as you two just soaked in each other’s presence. Your playlist was in the background, people often said your room has never gone more than an hour without music playing in it. Just then, the tune had turned to one that was dear to both your hearts. The soft notes and instruments of bachata floated through the air as you swayed in your spot on the bed, enjoying the music.

Sero looked at you with his usual grin, amused by your reaction to the music. You stopped and looked at him, slightly embarrassed, “What is it?” You asked shyly as he stood, your gaze following him curiously. He stood straight and offered you his hand, “dance with me, baby.” Was all he said as you took his hand with a smile on your face.

He guided your arms around his neck and situated them there, looking into your eyes as he brought his hands down to your waist, setting his there. 

“Is this okay?” He asked, head tilted downward but eyes gazing straight into yours, “yes Hanta, it’s okay.” You say, gently placing a kiss at the corner of his lips. He pulled you close as the two of you focused on the music, both of your hips moving, and the feeling of his hands on your waist only adding to the feel of his control. 

“I’m a terrible dancer.” You say as he chuckles, making you give a small laugh as well, “well lucky for you I’m a good teacher.” He says as you look down, afraid to step on his feet. You feel one of his hands’ absence on your waist, only to feel it under your chin, bringing your eyes to meet his once again, your cheeks warming up at the gesture.

He smirked and leaned Into your ear, “just feel the rhythm and it’ll come naturally.” He said as you nodded, hiding your face in his chest. Soon enough, his words proved true. You and him found a perfect rhythm to, your footwork and hip movements nearly the same as Sero’s.

Occasionally, you’d stumble and both of your giggles would flow through the room, only adding to the fuzzy feeling in both of your hearts, allowing you both to be yourself without judgment.

“Now if only you’d catch onto your homework as quick as you caught onto this dance, you’d be unstoppable.” He said making you laugh out loud, a sound embarrassing to you, but an accomplishment to him. you laughed as he released you, setting you up for a spin, which you stumbled in completing, making you fall back into his chest. You could feel the rumble of his laughter against your back, as he wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin on your shoulder. You placed your hands on top of his and swayed to the music, gently rocking side to side, simply soaking the others presence.

The emotions you felt in that moment were so strong that you couldn’t help the small tears that welled up in the corner of your eyes, Sero catching them. “Woah, (Y/N) what’s wrong?” He asked gently as he turned you to face him, taking hold of your hands and gently kissing your knuckles. “Nothing Hanta, I just,” you began as you cupped his cheeks in your hands, his going back to their place on your hips, “I love you is all.” You said as he gave you one of his best smiles, prompting you to wear one of your own.

A hand came up and wiped away a tear, “I love you too.” He said softly as he leaned down to capture your lips in a kiss. Your lips both moved together in a dance, similar to that of the one you both had been swaying to earlier. A dance of love and adoration for one another, and all of that was poured into the kiss.