《Boku No Hero Academia X Reader Scenarios》They tell you a pick up line
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You and Deku were sitting together at lunch at a vacant table away from the general population. Both of you were totally silent, just enjoying each other's company. You both had already finished eating and we're just leaning against each other, taking joy from the presence and warmth of the other person. Neither of you had spoken since you finished eating, but it was a mutual silence. This quiet atmosphere might be the reason behind you being surprised by him suddenly talking.
"If kisses were snowflakes, I'd send you a blizzard." After he said this, he leaned down and kissed you softly on the lips. A blush made itself very prominent on your face making your cheeks warm and red.
"D-deku? Where did that come from?" You smiled softly up at him.
"I-i don't know. I love you so much, though, y/n." He spoke, staring softly into your eyes.
"I love you too, Izuku." You two shared another soft kiss and parted only to look into each other's eyes clearly.
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You were leaned back in your chair with your feet on your desk, waiting for Katsuki to arrive and waiting for class to begin. You hummed lightly to yourself, trying to ignore the mumbled arguing happening by the door. Finally, when someone said your name, you looked up to see Katsuki.
"Hey, what's up?" You said, taking your feet off the desk and sitting normally. You noticed a slight blush on Katsuki's face, but didn't say anything about it.
"Wanna screw?" You looked into his palm which he held open with a screw in the center of it. (
You looked at Katsuki with a deadpanned expression and waited a moment. You were ready to let this slide, but when you took one last look at his smirking face and suggestive eyebrow wiggles, you decided otherwise. You placed your hand on the back of his head, leading him to believe you were bringing him in for a kiss. Oh boy was he wrong. Instead, you pushed his head down with a lot of force, slamming his face into the desk and standing up to tower above him with a disappointed look on your face.
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"Dammit, Kirishima! You said this would work!" He pointed accusingly to a laughing Kirishima by the door and threw the screw at him. You suspected these two were the culprits behind the whispered argument earlier. You walked over to Kirishima with a gentle smile on your face.
"Were you the one who convinced him to do this?" You asked calmly. Kirishima nodded, still bent over in laughter. You wasted no time in grabbing the back of his head and slamming it into the ground, similar to what you did to Katsuki.
"Fuckin' idiots." You muttered as you walked back to your desk, resuming the position you had before the screw incident.
Todoroki Shouto
Someone at your (castle decided that it'd be a grand idea to make you go buy some nice civilian clothes, considering you mostly own fancy dresses. But since you want to incorporate yourself into normal society more, you need the proper clothing. And who better to take shopping than your boyfriend, Shouto?
You had already gone through a few outfits, putting them in in the dressing room and stepping out to see what he thinks and receiving good feed back. He wasn't going to lie and say that you look good in just about everything. He was honest and told you when something wasn't your color or that he didn't particularly like it. He wasn't rude about it, but he did give his opinion which you were thankful for. You could tell he was getting a little tired though. You two had been out for a while, this wasn't your first store, and I'm sure you aren't the easiest to deal with for extended periods of time, but he put up with you anyway because he loves you.
You stepped out of the dressing room in what you promised was the last outfit; a f/c sundress with a jean jacket worn over it. You looked at him with a smile and expectant eyes.
"So, what do you think?" You chirped happily. He offered a gentle smile.
"You look beautiful. But you know what you'd look really beautiful in? My arms." You looked at him with a blush on your cheeks and walked towards him, wrapping your arms around him in a hug.
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"Thanks for putting up with me all day and coming shopping with me." You mumbled into his chest quietly, enjoying the warmth and comfort of his arms wrapped around you.
Kaminari Denki
It's not unusual for you to hear pick up lines thrown your way. You are an attractive lady working in a club, it's bound to happen. And after working there for an amount of time, you start to hear the same lines over and over again. But you also learn how to shut them down.
Kaminari was sitting at the bar, sipping a soda that he payed for (while watching you run around serving people. When you finally had a second, you walked over to where Denki was, standing on the other side of the counter.
"I think there's something wrong with my eyes. I can't seem to take them off you." He said flirtatiously to you. Oh boy, you've heard that one before.
"I’m having a problem with mine, too. I can’t see you getting anywhere with me." You held back a laugh at his defeated face. He shook it off and tried again.
"Do you have map? I'm getting lost in your eyes." He's making this way to easy.
"Sorry, no map. So why don't you just get lost." He looked determined to get through to you.
"Is it hot in here or is it just you?"
"Nope. It's you because you just crashed and burned."
"Do you have a pencil? Because I want to erase your past and write our future!" He said with a tone of finality. You sighed and chuckled a bit.
"Okay, fine. I'll accept your stupid pick up line, you cheesy dork." You said leaning over and kissing his cheek. He smiled and continued watching as you proceeded to go forth with your job.
Kirishima Eijirou
You were studying in the library peacefully. The library was quiet and peaceful, despite the abundance of students filling each table in study groups. Unfortunately, you were studying alone. The only sounds that could be heard around you was pages turning, computer keys clicking, and a few whispers from the groups of students. Nothing much, just perfect silence... Until Kirishima showed up.
He wasn't being loud or anything, wasn't even talking. All he had to do was stare at you while you tried to study. Doing so was a bit difficult with him just watching you though. Finally, you snapped and stared right back at him. When you did, a smile settled in his face.
"You know, they might kick you out of the library." He whispered to you. You raised an eyebrow at him.
"Why do you say that?" You chuckled quietly.
"Because... You're so pretty it's almost distracting to the other students." You blushed and quietly laughed at the cheesy line before leaning over to peck him on the lips and return to studying, this time with a smile.
You aren't exactly sure what came over you, neither is Asui, but neither of you are complaining. You are oddly confident today. Little did you, or Asui, know that your fiendish brother decided it'd be a hilarious prank to put alcohol in your water bottle. And because you never smell your water bottle before you drink, you had unintentionally gotten yourself a bit drunk. It's not like you didn't notice your water tasted weird, you just didn't care and drank it anyway.
So now you were walking around the classroom acting like a social butterfly, talking to everyone, especially Asui. You were a bit more cuddly than usual and if you were given a chance you'd slip in a mildly sexual comment here and there, as a joke.
"Y/n, what's come over you today. You arent usually like this. Are you drunk?" She finally decided to ask. You have a short laugh and answered.
"I'm not drunk, I'm just intoxicated by you." You whispered in her ear and kissed her cheeks, which had been lightly dusted pink.
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