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“I wanna dry those tears, kiss those lips
It's all that I've been thinking about”
-“Can I Be Him” by James Arthur
This song was the main song I listened to last time I liked him, especially after he got a gf. And it broke my heart every time. Still hurts to hear to this day because it brings back all those feelings.
Your writing is so sweet!!! Made my day :) i’ve got prompts if you want some: tag me if you write them i’ld love to see
-hair dye and braids
-« they all think i’m someone i’m not and i feel like you’re the only one that sees me as i am »
Okay this is more of a headcanon (and i got a bit carried away) but: Harry’s love language is feeding people and act of services because that’s the only way he was deemed worthy when he was a child. / Draco’s is gift giving and words of affection because that’s what he got as a child. That makes them perfect for each other because what Harry missed the most during his childhood was material things and being told he was loved so getting gifts and being told he’s loved makes him so happy. Also i can just see him losing his mind after Draco tells him ‘bye i love you’ after being friends for like a day, in 8th year, or bought him expensive gifts. Draco missed acts of service more in his childhood because even though he was told he was loved and was spoiled rotten, his parents would never ever care for him like that. It would have been house elves and then he would have been expected to do everything on his own as soon as he could and had always been expected to care for himself. Like if he forgot a jacket and got cold, his parents would have told him to learn from it so he loses his mind when Harry casually packs an extra sweater for him. His parents would spoil him with expensive things but they would have never spend hours cooking a complicated cake just because he says he misses it but can’t find it in any store (which Harry does because Harry’s Harry) and would only have said to him he should get over it. What makes it even better if that they don’t realise how important the things that they do are for the other person because it’s not a big deal for them.
Firstly thank you so much for your compliment. I loved the idea so much that i poured out everything I could in this one prompt. Here's a little song I heard that fit perfectly well - say you won't let go by James Arthur. For you @iamactuallya-cat ( also I'm not sure what hair dye and braids meant , if it was a prompt I'm sorry, just tell me I'll do that too )
Habits of my heart
" I believe Someone somewhere is made just for you; Love is about finding the missing half, the one person who will complete you "
" and you actually believe that ?" Harry asked as he rowed the boat to the center of the lake.
" If we're going to put the flaws in the idea of love then the whole idea of being in love is flawed Harry but to answer your question yes I do " Draco smiled.
" And do you also believe in love at first sight ?" Harry asked passed Draco the sandwich he had packed for this.
" No, I don't think the man I will end up with will be the same man I fell in love with at first sight. You can have strong infatuation at first sight but love, no " Draco replied with a smile.
" me ? Love just happens. That's all I believe in. I don't believe that there's only person out there for you, I think love is about going with the flow, giving someone the whole of you and them doing the same for you" Harry replied. Harry actually did not know what he thought of love someday's. To him it felt like love was something to be lost one day, like everyone he had lost but then there was love like Ron and Hermione and Ron's family. Maybe love was after all Caring, he used to think.
" and what do you believe ?" Draco asked him.
Harry didn't realise when did malfoy one day turned into just Draco malfoy. When did Draco became someone he created space for at the table or when did he became someone who's anger bothered him very much or when did Draco's Inconsistent behaviour became a problem or when did he became someone he would save the last bite of pizza for or when did he became someone he couldn't study without , he didn't know . Or Maybe he knew it , Maybe it was one of those days when Harry and Draco with their friend's were just sitting and playing games or maybe it was after that one time they celebrated their tied match of quidditch or maybe it was during one of those Muggle studies lessons or maybe it was during one of the hangouts in the school garden or maybe it was after that one time Draco had absent Mindedly said " I'm gonna go now. Bye . Love you ". Whenever it was Harry decided Draco bothered him very much and he wanted to be bothered very much. His appreciation about Harry, his words of encouragements, his support after the prophet wrote something shitty about him or his little scoldings to harry after he got into a fight and his little I love you's In a friendly way made Harry's heart skip a beat and he loved it. He loved it whenever Draco told him that he's much more better than people say or that he deserves all the kindness in the world or that he deserved to be cared for, Harry loved It from the moment Harry and Draco became friend's. Harry adored Draco, the way Draco said that the best thing about Draco was his hair or the way Draco thinks that one of his hand was shorter than the other or how green colour suited him the best, and even if all of it was wrong Harry adored each and every bit of it. Harry never thought he could feel this way about Someone but when after school Harry and Draco remained in touch he knew it wasn't friendship he looked for with Draco, it was so much more. But when Harry had gone through so much he didn't wanted to waste even a single day wondering if Draco felt the same way or not, he asked him out as casually as possible and when Draco said yes, he planned the date just how he knew Draco would've liked it .
It was soon when they developed a habit of showing love in different ways. Harry understood that for Draco love meant showing him how much he loved him by taking them out on a beautiful date and telling him constantly he loved him very much. It was in kissing Harry on forehead whenever he woke up next to him. His love was in writing letter to harry during work . His love was in supporting Harry in his work but telling him how dangerous it is for both of them. His love was in proposing Harry with the most magnificent speech and ring. His love was in making love with Harry and not just casual sex. His love was in dressing up nice for Harry's parties. His love was in words and whispers . That was his love for Harry and harry thought he loved it more than he even loved Draco. He never understood what love meant coming from his unrequited love experience but when he was with draco he understood love was something more than just Caring and it meant an incredible deal how nonchalantly Draco did all of this without having even the slightest idea how much it made Harry fall in love deeper everyday .
And Draco understood for Harry, love was packing an extra sweater for Draco whenever they went for a casual hangout , it was giving him his jacket whenever Draco got cold , it was putting a blanket over him when he fell asleep on the couch reading. To him love was feeding the kids at the orphanage because he knew what it felt like being an orphan . To him love was making a gift for Draco because he loved seeing the priceless smile on Draco's face . To him love was going to every bakery in the world to find that one recipe of the cake loved so much and staying up all night to make it for Draco after 97 fail attempts. To him love was listening to all of Draco's stories . To him love was Washing Draco when he got fractured . To him love was showing Draco off to the world that he was the love of his life. To him love was putting a warming spell on Draco's tea whenever he left for work early. To him love was putting up a nice bath for Draco after he had returned from a stressful day. To him love was folding the corner of the top of the magazine when he felt Draco would've loved that page. And it was his love in simplicity that made it much more meaningful because Harry did all of this out of habit but a habit for Draco. Draco loved how incredibly unaware Harry was of all these things and did this almost everyday. Draco had never known a reciprocated love , he thought affection could only be bought from expensive gifts or eating his favourite food made by the elves. He never knew that love could be more than just dealing with your mistake, or it could be more than just big houses or it could be much more than spoiling himself with shopping or gifts but with Harry he understood that you can learn from your mistakes, you don't have to punish yourself for your mistake you didn't intend to make, he understood with him that love could also be bought in preparing dinner together , he understood it could also be in small house's , he understood that love could also be in people. He understood that when you love, you really do love . He understood love was so much more than just 4 letters, it was the green eyes, the bronze skin ,it was the beautiful laughter, it was the scar on his forehead, it was Harry. Love was Harry.
It drove both of them insane of how less it mattered them both of how they expressed their love but that was the thing about their love . They loved each other so deeply in an unknowing way that nobody could understand. And all of this made them so perfect for each other. Their love wasn't out of a fairy tale but their love was like a story that people would pass on as a beautiful significance of love , a personal story grandparents would share with their grandchildren when asked what love is and the answer would be " love is what they had "
They all said you can't love him or you're not good for each other or that you don't belong together but after being together for 29 years Harry still feels the same way he did when he was 18. Somedays he feel like he's still stuck in time and time never really moved on but it's been long, long time after that first date but even after all these years Harry still dreams of waking up next to Draco.
This happened during one of their evening tea time when they had to babysit for their grandchildren . Harry was just listening to music and Draco was simply reading out to Rosslyn when she asked " how did you know you were the one for each other ?"
Harry and Draco turned to each other smiling.
" I knew it when he saved me on the night of the war. Because despite being enemies for the longest time he still saved me. And when I knew I just knew he was the only one I wanted to grow old with " Draco told Rosslyn with a charming smile.
" they all thought of me as someone I'm not but Draco was the only one who saw me for me and that's when I knew it. I knew it then that he was the only one for me " Harry smiled looking at Draco instead of Rosslyn.
" you guys are still so in love. I want your kind of love " she sighed. Harry took her in his lap and said " you know Rosslyn I believe Someone somewhere is made just for you; Love is about finding the missing half, the one person who will complete you and when you find them, you know it " Harry kissed her cheek softly.
" really ?" She asked curiously.
" yeah " Harry smiled at her and then vaguely looked at Draco who was affectionately looking at them . And to him Draco still looked the man he fell in love with when he was 18 and will be the man he would be in love with when he's 80 because that's his love and this was their love story.
I will cry if this doesn't get notes tbh
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hair dye and braids
Day 6- pinned
"Hayatım, tüm şehrin ışıkları asla gözlerin kadar parlak parlamaz."
Perfect
Song🐣🎵- Quite Miss Home
Artist🤸♂️🎤- James Arthur
Warnings😳⛔- Fluff
Prompt🥺🔥- N/A
Shota and Y/N have been married since they were 18. Shota proposed when they were in their second year at UA, though they had been together since their third year of middle school. If you ask anyone they went to UA with, they would tell you Shota and Y/N were perfect for each other. Shota's quirk to cancel other quirks was parallel to Y/N's quirk to enhance the quirk of anyone they wanted. If you ever saw Shota or Y/N in the hallway, the other wasn't far to follow along with Hizashi and Shirakumo. The four were inseparable and Y/N was the glue. Shota and Y/N were both quiet but they were for different reasons. Shota was quiet because he didn't like people, but Y/N... they were quiet because they were shy. So their relationship included a lot of cuddle time and deep conversations when they were alone.
No one understands Shota like Y/N and vise versa for them. The couple graduated at 18, and married later that summer. From that moment they lived their life together with a kitten, Oboro. The couple opted to move to America where Y/N started her own agency as the number 5 hero in America. Her quirk made her one of the top heros to work with, so her hands were never empty. Though they would rather work with the police force as well as the fire department over the heros.
Everything was perfect, until Aizawa and Y/N received an offer to work at their alma mater. They both accepted, All Might was in his prime and Y/N's job listing were lessening. So the agency was put in the hands of their most trusted sidekick. The golden trio was back and better than ever. Perfect wasn't put on hold, it was simply moved... back to the halls where it started.
For 5 years both Aizawa's worked side by side, Shota as the 1-A homeroom teacher and Y/N as the 1-B home room teacher. Though when it came to performance the classes were no different. 1-A and 1-B worked side by side, they were equal in terms of power and it even sparked a light competition between the couple. Who would have a top student in the sports festival, and every year... Y/N won. There was nothing to complain about, until All Might came back to Japan. The crime rate not only increased but the amount of heroes decreased while All Might was active so LA was getting hit hard. The couple were paying close attention to the news, both locally and in the States as well because that was their home for years. It wasn't until Y/N received a phone call, from their sidekick, that they knew it was worse than the news was making it seem.
"Level up, we need you back. I know you're in Japan and we wouldn't ask unless it was urgent but Regnearo is back. They are getting away with petty thefts because we don't have the manpower. We need you boss." Sebastian wasn't one to give up so Y/N when they received a phone call at 2 in the morning they knew everything wasn't okay. Sebastian was stressed and it was obvious from the strain in his voice. Y/N had given up on sleeping and their new goal was calming Sebastian down. So they got out of bed and headed towards the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. For the next hour the two talked about the current state of America. When they finally hung up, Y/N sat at their glass dining room table. Anxiously tapping their foot, thinking about what to do. They sat for another hour before Shota stumbled through the door. "Shit! Why are you in here?" Shota wasn't expecting to find his spouse sitting in the dark, so it scared him when he turned on the light, but Y/N did answer... they didn't even turn to look at him. "Baby? Whats wrong?" Instead of touching his spouse, Shota took a seat across from Y/N like they did whenever the other needed to talk. The two sat there in silence until Y/N looked up. Tears streaming down their cheeks and eyes blood shot. "Sebastian called me." Shota simply listened as Y/N spoke, their voice cracking unintentionally. "I need to go back." That was the calmest thing Y/N said since Shota walked through the door. Any other person would lash out and question how Y/N could ask to change their entire life... but Shota knew Y/N better than he knew himself. They wouldn't have decided this if it wasn't important. "Then we'll tell Nezu tomorrow and book a flight. We can pack now." Shota was always understanding and compromised with Y/N, but they weren't asking for compromise. So they shook their head lightly, "No Shota. I'm leaving. I already booked the flight. Stay here, those students need you." This shocked Shota, everything they have ever done has been together... middle school, high school, marriage, America, and now teaching. Y/N was going to do this alone, and that killed him, but he knew that if he asked... Y/N would stay. "What about your class?" Shota didn't know how long Y/N had been up, but he knew that they had already thought threw everything before telling him. "Hopefully I won't be gone for long, but I want you to teach them. I'll change their schedules and Hizashi is always there if you need help." The tears had stopped and been replaced with a small smile on their face. A single tear slipped from Shota's eyes as his linked with his spouse. The rest of the day the couple talked and packed before Y/N borded her flight to America. For two years the Aizawa's figured out a pattern. Every day Y/N would call Aizawa before he went to sleep, and vise versa. They would talk about their day until the other fell asleep where they would stay on the phone until the other awoke. Though this worked, they missed each other dearly. Y/N heard about the new tryouts, specifically Izuku Midoriya, and how different they were. To be frank, they wanted to be a teacher again, and America was back on track so there was nothing stopping them. So they booked a flight back for a month from now. It would be the day before the sports festival.
Everything was going as planned, and the moments Y/N would receive a call where Shota was covered in bandages they wanted to rush home. But everytime, Hizashi decided against it... everything had been set and there was only two weeks left. Y/N received a call from Shota while in the airport, they could hear his class in the background. "Hey, um... Present Mic was a little too loud and now the class wants to meet you." Shota sounded tired, not mentally but physically from his students despite the fact it was still only 8AM. Y/N could help but chuckle, "Do they know?" Everyone knew Hizashi Yamada had a loud mouth, but he could keep somethings to himself so when he said no Y/N wasn't surprised. "Ok, put me on speaker." Shota did exactly that as his class quieted down. "Hi 1-A." Their voice was cheerful and full of life, completely opposite to Shota, and 1-A was loud to the point that they spoke over each other. "Hiii" "Are you and Mr. Aizawa dating?" "You sound cute" "What's your name?" "How old are you?" "Are you a hero?" "Are you a babe?" "Will you let them answer!!" Shota cut everyone off and they quickly silenced, this made Y/N laugh. "Hi. No, we aren't dating, though he is my roommate. Thank you. I'm Y/N. I'm 29. Yes. And I'm not answering that, you sound creepy." Y/N answered every question they heard with a smile though it couldn't be seen. "What is it like living with Mr. Aizawa?" Y/N thought for a moment, as a husband he was amazing, but as a roommate he could get annoying. "It's intriguing, we've been roommates since we graduated high-school. But I'm in the States right now, so I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss it." Their response was the truth, Shota was amazing. "What do you miss?" Y/N didn't have to think and neither did Shota.
The first to speak was Y/N their voice held a lot of emotions. "I'm in the kitchen while you smoke outside. You're careful not to let the smoke inside. I always tell you it's poison, but I know it helps you take the edge off the day." Shota had been smoking since they moved to America, and they hated it. It had nothing to do with the smoke, but Y/N had seen what it could do to a person. From that moment Shota promised one a day, maybe two if the work load called for it. And even in distance Shota kept his promise. Instead of smoking, the couple would visit their favorite bar, sometimes with Hizashi if he was off. "We get a drink before it's closing time. The one on high street with the blinking sign. All these memories feel poignant. I won't be there to see the snow melt away" The three had so many memories there, Shota almost forgot about that place until Y/N brought it up. The smile plastered on Shota's face scared 1-A, not because it was creepy... but because it was sincere and genuine. "Why'd you leave?" There was a moment of silence that Kaminari broke. As Y/N looked down at their plane ticket, the past year flashed through their thoughts. "I've been gone on business. I gotta make some money, I really feel the distance. And I quite miss home" America needed 'Level Up' but at this moment, they need Shota and he needs them. And maybe if Y/N asked, they might get a job, bringing perfect back to this small family. "What about you Mr. Aizawa, do you miss them?" 1-A expected him to ignore them, but he didn't. "Yeah, I miss them. I miss you telling me to leave my shoes at the door, 'cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy." Shota chuckled slightly at the memory, 1-A's eyes were the size of saucers. Their nonchalant, monotone, stoic teacher was openly showing his emotions. Y/N was simply listening, "Yeah, I quite miss home, 'Cause it feels like poetry." The first year Y/N left moved really slow, neither could fall asleep without the other company. It was like a bad drama, it rained for a week straight as if it was a metaphor. "When the rain falls down on the window while you're in my arms and we're watching the TV." All Shota could do was simply stare at his phone, your name plastered across the screen above your wedding photo. You were always the perfect spouse, you cooked for him when he got home late from patrol, and you always made sure the house was clean if Hizashi decided to make a grand entrance uninvited. You did all of this while still working longer and harder shifts than he did, you were perfect. "I smell you cooking from the living room and then I tell you that I love your food. I know it doesn't come easy, but you know it reminds me where I'm from" 1-A erupted into a bunch of 'awws' from Shota's statement. You could tell that he was in love with Y/N, it was obvious even in the eyes of 15 and 16 year olds. But, they weren't dating, so 1-A was left to assume it was one sided. "I'm in another city, I got nobody with me. And it just really hit me that I quite miss home." Y/N said one last thing before the intercom called their flight, so they muted themselves directly after. The second year they were gone, it had just become normal, but they would both be lying if they said they were sleeping comfortably.
When Y/N muted themselves, Shota took them off speaker and pressed the phone to his ear. "I gotta go baby, I'll call you later." Shota responded with a quick 'alright' knowing he couldn't respond how he wanted to. "I love you." "I do too." With that the couple hung up, Y/N boarded their flight and within 13 hours, they were back home for good. That morning was officially the sports festival, all of UA and Japan's top heroes gathered to see who was the strongest. All the heroes were gathered in the bleachers while the students were standing in rows by class in front of the stage with Shota, Hizashi, and Nemuri. She stood in front of a mic before speaking, "Good morning Japan!! And welcome to UA's annual Sports Festival. We would normally have the person who scored the highest on the entrance exam, which would be Bakugou Katsuki from class 1-A, but this year we have a special guest." The crowd erupted in cheers, this was the day that all of Japan wait for and they were curious who the guest was. On the stage Nemuri and Hizashi had wide smiles on their faces while Shota stood with his eyes closed. When the person walked on stage, everyone in the audience knew who they were, and even the students had some idea. "Hey UA, I'm the upgrade hero Level Up. God I missed this place. Here's the truth, this tournament is to see your classmates' limits and yours as well. Take this seriously, but do not lose friends over this. And always remember, go beyond... plus ultra." Shota recognized that voice, but he thought it was impossible until he heard the hero's name. When Shota opened his eyes, there his spouse stood, in all their glory boosting the next generation of heroes as they did every year while teaching 1-B. He thought he was hallucinating, all Shota could do was stare. "It's me baby, I'm back." Y/N turned around as Nemuri went back to the mic, finally speaking to their husband. At that moment, he didn't know what to do, so he picked Y/N up and refused to let them go. The couple laid in the announcing booth, Y/N on top of Shota's chest. They were jet lagged and Shota was not complaining. His whole life was back in his arms and the Aizawas were perfect again.
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Song🐣🎵- Can I Be Him
Artist🤸♂️🎤- James Arthur
Warnings 🥵 ⛔- Fluff
Prompt🥺🔥- N/A
Ship😳💍- Male Y/N x Jirou
Any extra Information📃- Y/N's quirk is Siren. His singing has the power to make people bend to his will. He is the child of Hizashi Yamada. Y/N doesn't like people hearing his voice, so he has never used his quirk in front of his class. He relies on combat taught to him by his uncle Aizawa.
Y/N is a quiet kid unlike their father, Hizashi Yamada. This didn't change after he got into 1-A. If anything it made him quieter, the other students getting closer quickly while he was alone (willing so.) It doesn't help when he starts to get a crush on Jirou after the school festival. So when he over hears Kaminari talking about her in the locker room he can't help but listen in. After training that day, he pulls Kaminari aside and asks if they are dating. Denki (being stupid and joking) says that they are, thinking that Y/N was joking. This breaks his heart, so that night when he went back to his dorm. Y/N wrote a new song to express his feelings.
In the mist of his emotions, Y/N accidentally grabs his math notebook instead of his music journal. So when he lets Mina borrow it, she was quick to expose (accidentally) him in the common room in front of everyone. "Wow, what is this Yamada?" He is quiet at first, confused by her question. Yet when he looked at his notebook, he stopped breathing. "Um... lyrics." He hesitated on if he wanted to tell them or not, but gave in.
The first to chime in was Kirishima with his natural supportive attitude. "You write music, that's so cool dude." The boy was smile, his fists placed together, he only stopped when Bakugou pushed his arms because he was in his space. "Can we hear it?" The next voice kinda shocked him, he didn't expect anyone to ask. So when Momo spoke up it startled him. "I... um don't sing." He was lying, but no one has to know that. "But isn't that literally your quirk..." And it honestly, the pain was to ignore Kaminari's question as a whole… that proved less than fruitful.
"Please Y/N, just this one. Then we can go back to studying." When Jirou started to speak, his entire body went into overdrive. He couldn't help but look down at his feet. "Umm.... sure. Just one. Tomorrow." He had literally fallen for the girl, and she asked so nicely, he couldn't say no. But he also needed to prepare, if he sang now he'd probably die of anxiety. There were few groans of disappointment, but everyone quickly agreed.
That night, Y/N texted his dad asking if could use the first or last 5 minutes of his class time to show the class his new song. He explained the whole situation, even the crush and Present Mic couldn't say no. Y/N was barely able to sleep with the anxiety coursing through him.
That morning everyone ate breakfast together as usual. This time the topic was Y/N's so called performance. But the boy was too busy wondering how he was going to get through this day without crying. He almost failed to notice the fact that Jirou was talking to him. "Hey , you don't have to do the performance. I know you're shy." All he could do was stare for a moment, she was speaking to him.... again... and she's paid attention to him. "Um, no it's fine. I just realized all of my instruments are at my dad's." Y/N let out an awkward chuckle, as he rubbed the back of his neck. This performance seemed like a really good idea when Jirou asked, but he really didn't think this whole thing through. The girl took a seat on the stool across from him, placing her bowl on the counter. "What do you play? I could let you borrow one of mine." As a musician, he knew just how expensive instruments are... and he also knew how protective musicians are. "Uh, I can play anything really. But the song was made for guitar." Jirou looked truly interested in what Y/N had to say. "Like acoustic or electric?" For the first time, they were having a conversation about something they both liked and not school related. "Acoustic, it's kind of slow." This made the boy blush, but he had to remember the girl was taken. No song in the world would be good enough to get a man out of the friend zone. "I saw a few of the lyrics, so it has to be about someone. Right?" At this moment, Jirou sounded like Mina, a true match maker. "Yeah..." you. As much as he wanted to flat out tell her at that moment, his body malfunctioned and he couldn't speak. "I'll see you in class. Bye Yamada. You'll do great." He was only able to give a small bye before the girl walked away, leaving him in the kitchen with the other half of his class. After that short conversation, the young Yamada had more confidence than he knew what do with. That was until he entered his Homeroom, at that moment he knew why he stopped asking his father for favors. All the desks had been removed, so had Aizawa's desk. Instead there was a drum set and electric guitar with Bakugou and Kirishima behind the instruments. All of his classmates were sat on the floor in no particular order. "I asked for one simple favor.... and he gave me a band... never again." Y/N could help but mumble to himself, he was so embarrassed. "I'm am sorry for being late, I had to go back to my dorm." The last to enter was Jirou as she squeezed into the class, slight disappointment on her face when she saw the expensive instruments. "Oh, I guess you don't need this then." She was about to place your acoustic guitar against the wall when Y/N stopped her. "NO! I mean, uh.. um...these instruments won't work. I'd appreciate it if I can use yours...." It took every last bit of confidence for Y/N to ask her, it had him questioning this entire thing. With a smile, Jirou handed Y/N the guitar and took a seat beside Momo. "Um... you can sit down. It isn't really that type of song. Acoustic is fine." Y/N finally addressed Bakugou and Kirishima behind the instruments, before turning to his father as the students took a seat. "I asked for a simple favor, 5 minutes. Where did the instruments even come from dad?" He wasn't pissed, Y/N was embarrassed as he whispered to his father and Aizawa seeing as he was standing there. "I told you Hizashi, Y/N isn't you. Now I'm going back to sleep, they are your problem for the next..." Aizawa took a quick look at his watch with a bored expression and his normal monotone voice. "Two hours" with that the man was back in his sleeping bag, quick to fall asleep. Y/N turned back to his father. It wasn't hard to see he was anxious, but Hizashi gripped his sons shoulder and smiled. "I'm sorry kiddo. The instruments are yours, they were supposed to be going to your dorm for you. Then you texted me and I made a slight detour." Y/N couldn't be mad, because his dad did mean well and he got new instruments. Though before he could respond, the class puppy spoke up. "Are we gonna have a performance or not Yamada?"
Bakugou's tone was relatively softer than usual but still as harsh and rough as ever. Y/N looked at Jirou, she was smiling at him... at least it looked like she was. He was going to play it off as just a fluke until she turned back to Momo but not before mouthing to him. Those 3 words shocked him, and it was the final boost of confidence he needed. "Yeah, you are." Hizashi let out a piercing 'oh yeah' before taking a seat next to Aizawa. He was still nervous so he carefully grabbed a seat from the edge of the room and took a seat in front of the instruments, the guitar carefully placed on his lap. "Um, well I wrote this last month. And never thought I'd perform it." Y/N was hesitant on if he wanted to reveal the name of the song or not, but decided there was no point in hiding it. "It's called "Can I Be Him." Slight whispers could be heard from the suggestive name. But immediately quieted down when he started strumming the strings of the guitar.
"You walked into the room and now my heart has been stolen. You took me back in time to when I was unbroken. Now you're all I want." Y/N was extremely nervous, so his voice started off slightly shaky. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't curious what everyone was thinking, but he couldn't look up.
"And I knew it from the very first moment. 'Cause a light came on when I heard that song and I want you to sing it again." As the beat picked up so did his Confidence, that was lost within the music. When he finally looked up, Y/N was met with a sea of smiling faces. The entire Bakusquad besides Bakugou, was humming along. The melody was simple and not hard to pick up.
"I swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me. Like it was a private show, I know you never saw me" Y/N started having flashbacks to 1-A's performance. He was injured during the battle against Overhaul so he was stood in crowd, Eri placed on his shoulders so she could see better. Yet none of this mattered when he saw Jirou up on that stage. The way the lights hit her frame perfectly, or the outfit that she wore despite the fact that it was the same as everyone else. But her voice, to Y/N it was one of the best sounds on earth.
"When the lights come on and I'm on my own. Will you be there to sing it again? Could I be the one you talk about in all your stories" The entire class used to have frequent study sessions in the common area. Iida and Momo would schedule them before tests. Somehow during every one, Jirou managed to either sit next to Y/N or across from the poor boy. He always chalked this down to the fact that one of the girls were always next to her. But what Y/N didn't realize was that Jirou was always the first to sit and the other girls would fill in the empty spaces. Y/N pulled himself from his thoughts when he noticed he had been staring at Jirou the entire time, but he let the music take him and his gaze shifted over to the Bakusquad. Specifically the house 'genius' Denki Kaminari.
"Can I be him?" Those words stung for him to sing. The pain was obvious, at least it was to those paying close attention. Which was only 4 of the 20 other students.
"I heard there was someone but I know he don't deserve you. If you were mine I'd never let anyone hurt you, no, no. I wanna dry those tears, kiss those lips. It's all that I've been thinking about." Y/N's thoughts were flooded with images of Kaminari and Jirou. Images that originally casted him as the main character.
" 'Cause a light came on when I heard that song and I want you to sing it again. I swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me. Like it was a private show, but I know you never saw me. When the lights come on and I'm on my own. Will you be there to sing it again? Could I be the one you talk about in all your stories?" His sadness was now replaced with anger as he sang the chorus louder. Y/N has had a crush on Jirou since their second year of middle school and he let someone else take her heart.
"Can I be the one? Can I be the one? Can I be the one? Oh, can I, can I be him? Won't you sing it again? Oh, when you sing it again. Can I be him? Oh, sing it again, yeah. Oh, when you sing it again. Can I be him?" The beat slowed down as he looked back around the class, there was amazement on their faces. Before the beat could pick back up, Y/N placed the guitar face up on his lap, prepared for the last part to be acapella.
"I swear that every word you sang, you wrote 'em for me. Like it was a private show, but I know you never saw me." Everyone was shocked by the power in his voice. This wasn't the shy boy anymore, Y/N was different. He was finally showing the true him, what he's like when he gets lost in the music.
"When the lights come on and I'm on my own will you be there, will you be there? Can I be the one you talk about in all your stories" Y/N knew he loved Jirou before the concert... but after the concert. She shined like diamonds in the sun, and to be frank Y/N didn't believe that Kaminari would let her shine completely.
"Can I be him?" As the words left his mouth Y/N looked back down at Jirou's guitar. It was covered in stickers and random doodles, it represented her personality. A little childish but able to make beautiful music if you allow it to. What pulled Y/N out of his thoughts were the cheers from his classmates. "That was amazing Yamada." Momo was the first to speak, her words of encouragement like a mother proud of her child. "It was good or whatever." "See even Bakubro complimented you." Bakugou and Kirishima followed suit, shocking half the class by Bakugou's compliment. Y/N rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Thank you." His words were quick as the high was wearing off. Hizashi and Aizawa sat quietly the entire class. "That was good Y/N." Aizawa's voice was raspy, and it wasn't the first time he'd heard Y/N sing. So he received a small nod and a smile from the boy. "That was amazing little listener. And because it was so good, you all have 'study hall' for the next hour and a half. Do what you want but don't be too loud." With a quick wink, Hizashi hugged his son and set off towards the teachers lounge. Before he could leave his name was called. "Dad. Can we leave? To like.... go to the bathroom and stuff?" Y/N meant something else, but didn't want to make light of it in front of the whole class. "Of course, just don't stay in the hallway for too long." No one had the chance to say anything if they wanted to because the next moment, Present Mic was gone.
Before anyone could acknowledge Y/N standing there he left the room. He did not want to stick around for when the girls began berating him about who the song was about. As he walked the empty halls towards his locker, Y/N thought he was alone, so he began singing. "If I could tell her. How she's everything to me." The plan was to go to the library, ignore everything that happened until he was forced to face it. This led to a quick stop by his locker. "And how do you say I love you? I love you. I love you. I love you" He wasn't loud and he knew no one could hear him, so when he could hear clapping coming from behind him he was terrified to see who just heard him. What if they hated it and they're making fun of him, what if they recorded it and post it to youtube, there were too many variables… until he heard her voice. "Dear Evan Hansen right?"
"It's my favorite."
"Uh… I know… I mean um…"
"My dorm is above yours… you play it a lot."
"Sorry, I just really like the play."
"You know, you remind me of Evan, in a good way."
"I-I do?"
"Yeah, you don't have a whole lot of confidence but you are remarkable."
Hearing the love of his life say this almost stopped his heartbeat all together.
"So, who's the song about?" As she leaned on the locker beside his, the smile remained on her face. She could see the photos placed on the wall of the metal container. One was of Y/N and his dad, another was just his mom who died 6 years ago, and the final one was everyone at the school festival. When the silence remained, Jirou began naming people in the photo. "Is it Momo? Or Mina? Or Hagakure? Well I think she's taken. Or-" Before Jirou could guess anyone else, Y/N cut her off. "Do you.. or um.. does anyone in our class date? Besides Ojirou and Hagakure." It took the girl a minute to answer his question, "I honestly don't know. Mina is the one to ask for that one. I wanna say that Deku and Uraraka are dating, but they both blush really easily so they might not." The way she looked down and bit her lip while thinking of an answer made Y/N lose focus. When, Jirou looked back up, he was still staring at her lips. At that moment it clicked and everything started to make sense. Resulting in a light scoff to escape the girls lips, "God, I feel like Kaminari or Todoroki." The mention of the blonds name made Y/N come back to reality, his mood dropping instantly. This was evident from the pout that now donned his lips. Yet, Jirou was too distracted by her realization, "I should have known. The glances, the stuttering, the blushing. But, you're shy, but you aren't Deku… god." The girl finally looked at the expression the boy wore, this made her heart ache. "I don't know what you're talking about." Jirou sighed, trying to phrase this as best as she can. "I know you like me Yamada, and-" In that moment, all the color drained from Y/N's face. "I.. I.. I don't-" He cut himself off by slamming his locker shut, his hand still placed inside. Now Jirou had a different priority, no one said a thing as she took his hand inside her own. Examining the bruising and aching limb. "Does it hurt?" He shook his head, "This is nothing compared to karaoke night at my house." The joke lightened the entire mood, but also brought Jirou back to what she was saying. "I know you like me Y/N…" Time seemed to slow down when she said his name… " I'm telling you I know because, I like you too." The statement forced all the air from Y/N's body, there he stood originally running from the attention. But now his crush was confessing to him. "I'll let you process it, I'll be back in the classroom." With that, she walked away, leaving Y/N alone with his thoughts. What he hadn't missed was the look of sadness on the girls face before she walked back down the hall. There was a possibility she was wrong, she knew this, but she also had hope that maybe Y/N would like her… even just a little bit. Before he could react, Jirou was entering the giant door titled 1-A. All his sanity went out the window, somehow this shy boy was not so shy anymore.
In the rush he accidentally slammed the door open, all eyes drawn to his figure. Everyone immediately started talking to him about the performance, but to him their voices were muffled. "Jirou, I'm sorry I didn't answer.. I was… um…" In that moment, all the voices flooded back into his head. The anxiety worse than it had ever been. "Um.." His gaze shifted to the floor, so he took a deep breath. Counted to ten and looked back up at the girl. I like you, I have since the USJ attack. It's like-- like…" He was trying to rack his brain for a simile that made sense. "You remind me of Zoe, you always know what to do and I always seem to notice the little things you do." My outburst shocked the entire class, making them fall silent. "The reason I didn't answer is because I thought you and Kaminari were dating. At least that's what he told me." In that moment, there were 5 reactions from the class.
The first was from the Bakusquad, Bakugou, Sero, Mina, and Kirishima were dying laughing at Kaminari's stupidity and his obliviousness.
The second was from the rest of the boys in the class, except Kaminari. They were all too shocked to actually say anything. They knew he was dumb, but they didn't think it was that bad.
The third was the rest of the girls in classroom, they were laughing way harder than the Bakusquad. This was because they had various sleepovers and girl talks where Jirou and Y/N were main discussion.
The fourth came from Kaminari, all the color began to drain from his face slowly. Inside his head, this song played on loop. "Oh no, oh no, oh no…"
The final reaction was from the girl herself… Jirou. She was happy that her feelings had been returned but then she heard the name, Denki Kaminari. She threw up in her mouth at the thought of her and Denki together. Then the next words reached her ears and her expression became pissed, it was almost like out of a horror movie, the way her head slowly turned to Kaminari.
If the boy wasn't always pale, he would have been now. No words were exchanged yet there was a whole conversation between the two of them. What broke the silence was Kaminari's foot steps take off towards the door in the back of the classroom. Jirou was about to make off after him, but she was stopped by Y/N. He grabbed her arm, turning her back into his body. Their lips locked and sparks seemed to fly between the two. When they separated, all the anger Jirou felt was gone. The class was wooing and cheering for the two, and out of it, there was a clap from behind Y/N. When he turned around, Aizawa now stood, a smirk on his face.
"Hizashi is going to be mad." Y/N laughed slightly for the first time in a long time in front of his friends. "I know." Everyone was confused by the interaction between the adult and child. Present Mic never gets mad, so there was no way this was true. Then out of the silence, a voice came from the hall. "Y/N M/N YAMADA. YOU JUST CONFESSED AND DIDN'T WAIT FOR ME." No one could hold back from laughing, not even Y/N, the moment was embarrassing. But for the first time since the beginning of the year, Y/N did feel so alone anymore.
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Masterlist
Oh, darling, all of the city lights
Never shine as bright as your eyes
I would trade them all for a minute more
But the car's outside
And he's called me twice
But he's gonna have to wait tonight
I met you and discovered love at first sight. Talking to you made my heart ache and skip beats. Your smile brought tears to my eyes and I knew that I had found something special.♡
Is it just me or after watching a show and then going to listen to music do you put the characters into the song like you hear a song and go that fits perfectly with so and so or so and so’s relationship. Cause like I’ve noticed myself doing this also.
I will also take a screen shot of the song to plan and do an edit on it but 🤷🏼♀️
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