《Dreamscape (ReaderxMidoriyaxBakugouxTodoroki)》30. Real or Not Real
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(Warning: Mature Content (Lime) in this chapter!)
Y/n groaned as she hit the black mat for what felt like the hundredth time. She and Shouto have been sparing for about thirty minutes in relative silence. Shouto signed the four of them up for a private session at Gym Gamma in U.A. Officially starting on her training after school ended.
The gym was next to the main campus, in its own building. A wide-open space with a high ceiling. The walls were made of concrete, windows surrounded the walls closer to the ceiling than the ground. Head lights illuminating the floor, pointing down. They were able to request a mat for them to spar on and a couple of other equipment for Y/n to start gaining muscle as well.
Shouto was a man of few words, however, it didn't diminish the presence he held when he walked into a room. His stoic persona could be misinterpreted as uninterested. But under those, mismatched, grey and cerulean eyes, Y/n knew better. Every breath taken and every movement she made, he watched it all with a new intensity.
The whole time she attempted to keep her gaze onto anything around the room that wasn't Shouto Todoroki. However, it was a harder task than she originally thought. The way he was dressed didn't help keep her eyes away any better either.
Shouto wore black sweats and a long black sleeve shirt. The shirt seemed like it would rip at any moment. Muscles constricting with every movement and leaving little to the imagination as he continued to instruct Y/n on proper fighting forms to not hurt herself. Stealing quick glances at him while he talked.
She didn't know if he was oblivious or decided to not say anything about it.
Images of Shouto on top of her kept flooding her mind, it was difficult not to wonder how he looked under the thin material protecting him from her hungry gaze. The images engraved into her mind from the morning weren't very detailed and didn't do him justice.
Now she couldn't tame her curiosity.
Every time she caught his eyes, there was a different almost hunger gaze she didn't notice before. There were times his eyes lingered on her figure too, masking it better than she did of course.
"Focus Y/n." Shouto's warning voice brought her back to the task at hand. Helping her get back up after she was laying on the ground dumbfounded for a couple of minutes.
It didn't take long to sweep her feet from underneath her and make her fall once again to the floor.
"I think this is you trying to get back at me for this morning." Y/n propped her elbows on the matt. Bringing up the elephant in the room.
Shouto stayed close to her all day but was reluctant to say anything other than yes and no's when she asked him something. The other two went AWOL, avoiding her at all costs. She only saw them at their desks in class. And when they had breaks or walking through the hallways, forget it.
It seemed like they would disappear whenever her eyes left their figures. She wanted to use her telepathic quirk to reach out to them, but figured they needed space. From seeing their reactions, she could tell she over did it with her quirk.
Sighing heavily, she took his awaiting hand to help her back up again. "Look I'm sorry about this morning."
Gripping onto her hand tightly, he pulled her up with a sharp force, making her yelp in surprise. Colliding his body with hers, her other hand stopped the momentum of crushing completely into him by placing it on the lower part of his stomach. Having to mentally stop herself from letting her hand wander, swallowed thickly from the tension growing.
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Feeling the hard ridges underneath his black shirt by just the place of where her hand was. Her hand trembling from temptation, wanting to glide them under his shirt to feel his skin. "I-I..."
Shouto chuckled from her reaction, smirking when she refused to make eye contact. "Breathe, princess. I'm not mad." Finally opening to her, speaking more than just one word. He stared her down as he squeezed her hand gently. "Don't misinterpret my silence as anger." His voice was soothing, calming her nerves. "Sexually frustrated yes, but not mad. I needed time to cool down, it felt very..."
"I know..." Y/n gulped down her embarrassment. Nodding as she pushed herself off him to get some breathing space. Her body feeling on fire, afraid of what she wanted to do in that moment.
"Have you ever done that before?" He asked curiously.
Y/n furrowed her eyes in disgust, biting on the inside of her cheek. "Hell no! I've only ever done that with you guys. I was curious... about what I could do. I didn't think my quirk would do all of that."
She made a hand gesture, making him chuckle from how flustered she was getting.
"I just took your thoughts, and I let my quirk take over. I was on the receiving end as much as you were." Shouto's eyebrows went up amused as she said that her eyes widening from the double meaning. "S-sorry... sorry, that c-came out wrong."
"I see. There is nothing wrong with what happened. Desire and sex are natural. However, the timing was unexpected. Not very normal to get turned on in the middle of a lecture early in the morning." Shouto teased the blushing girl, who refused to look at him for longer than three seconds.
"Duly noted." Y/n mumbled.
"Come on concentrate. I've managed to make you hit the floor more times than I anticipated." Shouto went back into training mode. Noticing how uncomfortable this conversation was making her.
He decided to let her off the hook, this time. Shouto was clueless in many communication aspects, he was still learning. However, with Y/n's emotions on haywire since the morning, he was beginning to understand them and discern what each feeling meant.
"Then teach me your ways sensei." Y/n responded back to his remark, making Shouto smile.
She was trying hard to get out of this conversation involving her quirk.
Y/n's training with him first, then she was going to work on her quirk after with Katsuki. Izuku's training would take right after to help her build muscle then cool down. Since Katsuki and Izuku decided to keep to themselves all day, she figured they would probably ignore her until they were ready to talk.
Those thoughts stopped when Shouto and Y/n heard the door to the gym burst open.
Katsuki strutted in like he owned the room, nodding at them both without a care in the world. He was in the same black sweats Shouto had, but instead of a long-sleeve shirt, he wore a black sleeveless shirt.
His tan skin and defined biceps glistening from sweat. Probably from his own work out before meeting them here.
Since he wouldn't be doing a lot of physical training with Y/n he figured he would work out in the meantime, while he waited for his turn. Silently taking off his shoes and leaving them by the door. He made sure to walk slowly towards the mats where Shouto had Y/n pinned to the floor, yet again.
No facial expression indicating any of his emotions.
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"Take a picture, it'll last longer." He smirked at Y/n, who unknowingly was ogling his figure.
With a roll to her eyes, she looked away towards Shouto who smugly shrugged his shoulders in response not saying anything back to the ash blond. Getting off her, to greet his friend.
"Hmph, funny. Now you two decide to be best friends..." she whispered under her breath.
Groaning as she got up, clicking her tongue in annoyance at them both, she rolled her eyes and walked away from them. Getting close to one of the weight benches from the back. It held her water bottle and tennis shoes. She greedily took big gulps of the cold water. Her throat feeling dry, from the lack of moisture. Her back to the other two, who she decided to ignore for the time being.
Fanning her hot face with her hand, from the heat traveling through her body. Her clothes sticking to her for how much Shouto made her sweat. When she danced at the club, she did always sweat a lot, but this was excessive.
According to Shouto, she needed to be drenched in her sweat so she could use her quirk on Katsuki. Since a part of her quirk had the same aspect as Katsuki's, she needs to have some sweat ready to use.
And he was right, her quirk was buzzing within her, wanting to come out.
Rolling her neck to the side, she stretched her neck, sighing when hearing a small pop. Listening to them whispering as she felt them glance in her direction. Feeling like their prey under their scrutinizing stare.
Touching the material of the soft fabric she wore, Y/n tried to do something with her hands. Attempting to calm her fast-beating heart. Still feeling the effects of the morning when her quirk accidently took a whirlwind on its own.
She too was wearing all black. A long black sleeve top and leggings. Something her classmate Momo Yaoyorozu was kind enough to make her. When the girl asked her, Y/n just told her to give her whatever as long as it covered everything. Her wardrobe only consisted of the essentials right now, other than a pair of pajamas, the school uniform, a week pairs of underwear, socks, and bra's she didn't have anything else that gave off much personality.
At the thought of the black-haired tall girl, Y/n felt a wave of jealousy ignite in her gut. She was able to piece who she was right away. It was obvious with the huge engagement ring on her left hand. Honestly it was unnecessary because Y/n knew the truth, both Shouto and Momo didn't want the marriage to happen, the ring was all for show.
And Momo had been very kind to explain their situation. Apparently, she was dating someone in secret that Shouto helped her cover up for all the time. She still wasn't sure why Momo felt the need to explain anything anyways, it's not like her and Shouto were romantically involved.
Still, the thought of Shouto with someone else made her...
Shaking her head from the thought, she palmed her forehead in frustration. Shouto wasn't anything like that to her, just a friend.
Yeah, a very close friend, who is wrapped into my life because of my stupid mutated quirk.
She shouldn't be feeling anything.
It's just my quirk, that's all this is.
Biting her lip in irritation and remembering the two behind her felt everything she was feeling and somewhere in the campus Izuku felt the same thing too. In defeat she pulled on the scrunchy from her hair. Her h/c locks becoming loose from the high ponytail, tresses falling in waves. Massaging her temples, running her fingers through her hair, and breathing in deeply to settle down. Her scalp felt relief from finally being freed of the hair band being on too tight for a long time.
"What the hell are you feeling jealous for?" Katsuki interrupted her attempt at calming down.
Blowing her hair out of her eyes. Her iris's burned scarlet, as anger flared through her, scoffing at the cocky blond. Her back still to them as she untangled her hair with her fingers. "Can you not voice out my emotions, gremlin? I'm sure we can all tell what I'm feeling without you having to talk about it."
"Kind of hard to ignore it, when you feel it go through you like a truck." Katsuki stated plainly.
"Isn't that why you're here. So, this won't happen anymore?" She turned around and crossed her arms defiantly in front of her. Her eyes flickering from scarlet to e/c.
Shouto and Katsuki gave each other a quick glance, that didn't go unnoticed by her.
"It's going to take more than a day to master your quirk sweetheart. Your quirk is like a four-year-old, manifesting for the first time, unhinged. You're just like damn Deku when he got his quirk." Katsuki scoffed. Becoming slightly riled up from her attitude, and her emotion flowing through him.
Y/ns eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Izuku was a late bloomer?" Shouto gave Katsuki a don't you dare say anything else glance.
"Something like that." Katsuki kept his eyes trained on the fuming girl as he spoke to Shouto. "I'll take it from here Icy-Hot."
Shouto bowed to Y/n, signaling their session was now over. He looked like he wanted to say something to her but decided against it.
"Do me and Izuku a favor and try not to kill each other on her first try. We're afraid to leave you two alone..." Shouto told the seething blond. Then walked towards Y/n, towering over her as he grabbed her fingers, squeezing them gently. "See you later beautiful."
Y/n smiled at the young man, feeling her heart flutter a bit. How could it not, Shouto was very prince like, soft and caring.
Shouto's lips tilted up slightly, feeling the same flutter wash through him, but deciding not to say anything for the sake of her sanity. Happy the morning fiasco didn't deter them from their shared promises.
"Bye handsome."
Shouto walked away from them without another word, only looking behind him once in worry. However, decided not to voice his concerns and continued to walk through the double's doors. Leaving both hot heads in a cloud of pent-up tension. He could trust them. He knew they wouldn't hurt each other... that bad.
Katsuki also felt her fluttering emotion and decided to ignore it. He watched, Y/n stare at Shouto's direction almost longingly. He grunted to get her attention, her now e/c eyes flickering over to his.
"So, you thought it was a smart idea to try your quirk for the first time with mental sex, during first period. You couldn't wait until the afternoon. Really? And during a lecture, your father was giving, by the way." Katsuki crossed his arms scolding her.
Motioning her to come forward. Helping take off the binding Shouto gave her to wrap her wrists in. He was a hard instructor, but he still cared for her wellbeing.
"You don't beat around the bush, do you?" Y/n ripped the strap on her wrist with her teeth to open it for him. Handing her hand over willingly.
Katsuki stepping closer, towered over her like Shouto did. He wasn't as tall as him, but he was over six feet, and bulkier than him. In animal terms, Shouto was more like a tiger, while Katsuki was like a lion. And Izuku being different than them, was more like a panther.
Y/n looked down at her feet in nerves as she recalled the morning, blushing profusely from what she was able to do. "Look, it was an accident, okay? All I did was take Shouto's imagination and added my quirk to it. When I linked Izuku, it just turned into you know..."
Katsuki smirked, "What, can't say it?"
Y/n's eyes flickered from scarlet to e/c as she fought to keep her emotions in check. Something they all were noticing. Ever since she didn't wear the quirk suppressant cuff anymore, her eyes would flick from e/c to scarlet whenever her emotions ran wild.
"It's embarrassing, don't make me say it if you know what I mean..." Y/n mumbled under her breath.
Katsuki sighed heavily and decided not to tease the girl anymore, it seemed like she was already beating herself up about it.
"You're telling me you couldn't get out of your own damn quirk before you let it get that far?" Katsuki decided to move on to the more analytical part of it all. Without trouble he unwrapped the rest of the bindings from her wrists. "It seemed like you were controlling the whole thing."
"I-I wasn't... It was more them than me. I was a spectator as much as you were. Though I was in my body, feeling everything. I didn't have control of what I was doing. I didn't want to say anything to them, it's kind of fucked up to force someone's desires to come out when they're not ready to share it don't you think? I didn't know they thought about me in that way anyway. I wouldn't have done it if I knew what it would turn to." Y/n couldn't look him in the eyes just yet.
Katsuki took her chin with his thumb and forefinger, gently forcing her to look at him. "Y/n, you're not stupid. Clueless sometimes, but not stupid." He smirked as she shoved him away. "You did know... Your quirk-"
"Exactly." Y/n snapped. "It's my stupid mutated quirk, whatever is going on with us is not real." Y/n pulled away from him.
Katsuki gritting his teeth, knowing she would probably keep pushing them away if he kept insisting. Rubbing his eyes in frustration, he wanted to strangle her! How could she not see and understand the lingering stares? The way they gravitated towards each other.
"Real or not, it's still happening."
Y/n decided to ignore those words. "Anyways when I linked you in. You were able to get us out when you pushed to pull out of it. At least that's what I think happened..."
"Hmm, only way to find out is to do it again then." Katsuki decided not to push her about her feelings towards all of this anymore.
"What?" Y/n asked incredulously. "No, what if we can't get out."
"You're backing out now? I didn't know you were a coward under all that bravado. Don't make me second guess myself about you, darlin. And I am here to help you train your quirk remember. You have to use it." Katsuki's eye softened when he saw her lip quiver in fear.
For the first time, she feared what it could do especially to those she cared about.
Grabbing her face with both his hands he tilted her head back to look at him again when he got close to her, she didn't push him away this time.
"Stop fearing your quirk, you know you can trust me. I won't do anything that'll make you feel uncomfortable. Unlike those two idiots, I can actually control myself. Besides if I was able to get out of it before. I'm sure I can do it again, I'm just that awesome."
Y/n rolled her eyes trying to fight the corners of her lips from going up. The tightening in her chest from anxiety lightening up a little. Knowing Katsuki, even though very prideful, never lied about his capabilities.
Taking a deep breath, she sighed in resignation, "In their defense, they didn't know..." Y/n's voice came out small. He was there to help her advance, and she did trust him. "From what I gathered, Izuku and Shouto thought of place and something they...ahem... wanted to do. Shouto first thought about his room and then I'm guessing, Izuku thought of his afterwards... then you know... Anyways, do the same I guess."
Katsuki nodded completely understanding, seeing Y/n's eyes burn scarlet. Inhaling sharply when he felt the mind connection snap into place. Eyes glowing with specs of a different shade of red than his own. Both taking a small step towards each other.
Y/n reached for Katsuki's neck, cupping the back of his nape, and pulling him down towards her, while she tilted her chin up. He met her in the middle, foreheads touching. Faces so close they could see every little detail. The connection coming alive the closer they got.
Both closing their eyes, they didn't have to wait long for her telepathic quirk to take over.
She saw herself and Katsuki standing in front of a large mirror. Again, her surroundings seemed grainy. However, she could see more features on this dreamlike state than the morning one.
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