《|| BNHA Imagines ||》Yaoyorozu Momo || Smile.
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She's so pure, I must p r o t e c c
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Momo still remembers seeing you, her girlfriend, infatuated with her quirk for the first time.
It was the reason why Momo fell for you. Your simplistic joy.
"Hey, Momo?" You hummed, resting her chin on the table of the lounging-table. The two of you were studying, and you were not paying attention to the work laid out in front of the table.
She looked up from her book, tilting her head slightly as she hummed. By this time, Momo was still a closeted bisexual, and you yourself were out. When you came out, it sparked something within Momo and her own sexuality.
"Can you make me something with your quirk?" You asked, sitting up straight as you pouted subtly. She arched an eyebrow with confusion, closing the book gently.
"What would you like?" Momo inquired, running a hand through her ponytail.
"A crown. Just a small one." You clasped your hands together, looking up at Momo as if to beg.
Momo hesitated, staying silent for a moment as she contemplated. As she looked at you and your pouting lips, the smallest smile of contentment appeared on her lips as she nodded.
Cute... Momo admitted to herself as she rolled up the sleeve of her wrist.
Her arm shone for a moment, before a small and delicate-looking silver crown appeared. You gently caught it, lifting it up to your eyes with a grin. Your fingers danced along the crown as you rotated it.
After a moment, you looked up at Momo, placing it on the top of her head with a small smile. Momo was startled by the action, not moving as you put her hands on the table.
"You have an amazing quirk, Momo." You said quietly, before putting your glasses back onto the bridge of your nose. Momo was silent, her hands on the crown as she found herself blushing. You noticed, which piqued your interest.
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"Thank you." She said as she cleared her throat, a smile on her face as she picked up the book again.
And time and time again after that, you'd always ask Momo to make small items for you, and she'd always agree just so that she could watch your eyes glimmer with joy as you observed the item in your hands.
She'd think it was cute every time.
Soon enough, Valentine's Day came around. A lot of people had turned up to school early to leave chocolates at people's desks, and others gave their crushes flowers at the entrance of the schools.
Momo, however, did it differently. She ended up asking Kota for help with baking chocolates, and left them at your door with a tiny note.
You stepped out of the door, before noticing a small box at your feet. You picked it up, looking at the small note.
Dear (Y/N),
You're so kind to me that I couldn't help but harbor feelings for you. You're quite cute when you watch what I create with awe-filled eyes. I hope you return my feelings...
Oh yeah, by the way, I'm bisexual. Surprise!
Your eyes were almost as wide as the grin on your face as you clumsily ran downstairs into the common-room of the dorms, eyes darting for Momo. You finally found her on the couch, fiddling with her thumbs as she spoke to Uraraka.
Uraraka held a bouquet of pink-flowers in her hand as she talked, slightly confusing you as you ran to Momo. You tackled her in a hug, squeezing her cheeks with a cheeky grin.
"I'm so proud of you!" You cheered, remaining in her lap. Momo simply hid her face with embarrassment, noticing the stares of surprise around you two.
"I like you as well." You quietly said, tearing her hands off of her face to see Momo blushing profusely.
"S-Shhh!" She stuttered with embarrassment, looking to Uraraka with wide eyes.
"Took you two long enough." She said with a whistle, before getting up and leaving us be. You held Momo's hand in your own, grinning widely.
"It definitely took too long." You said sarcastically said, leaving a quick kiss on Momo's cheek as you stood up. She waved her hands in front of her face, practically red as you giggled.
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