some fluffy stuff

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You knocked on Iida's door, adjusting your uniform-skirt with a gentle tug as you waited, feeling impatient. He'd left his homework in your dorm last night while you were going over answers with one another.

People left their dorm rooms slowly, trickling into the commons area in groups. You looked down at your watch with a scowl, realizing you'd be late if he didn't come out soon. For a moment you debated simply walking off with his homework, before just deciding to walk in.

"Iida! You left your homework on my table." You yelled, walking into his room. He was nowhere to be found, which surprised you but also made sense; he usually answered the door right away.

You looked around, wondering if he'd left without you. The bed was made and everything was all organized, except for his desk. Textbooks were scattered and papers were all over the countertop, the chair on the other side of the room.

An expression of perplexity was plastered across your face. Why would he clean everything but his desk? You thought, shaking your head as you went to the chair, turning it around so that it'd face you.

On the chair was his mask that he wore during hero training, startling you for some reason. You glanced around, an idea forming in your mind.

"Let's see..." You murmured to yourself, picking up the item.

"Jesus Chri-" You yelped, feeling your arms buckle as you held the bulky helmet. Before the object fell out of your arm, you tossed it onto the bed, heaving.

"How does he... wear that?" You said, giggling for some reason as you imagined how you'd look wearing it. You came to the conclusion that your neck would probably break, running your hands along the ridges of the gauze.

Eh, why not try it on. You picked it up once more, hands slightly shaking as you lifted it over your head, slowly putting it down.

You swayed for a moment before catching yourself, holding onto the bed frame. Not too bad... You headed to the mirror, pulling up the metal clasp over your eyes. Only then had you been able to observe how abnormally large the mask looked on your small body. You chuckled, putting your hands on your hips as you felt the exhaust pipes on the side of the helmet.

"Ugh..." Iida grunted as he walked in, finishing the last button on his uniform. You ignored him, feeling the weight of the helmet shift completely as you tilted your head to one side.

"This isn't very practical for battle..." You said, your words muffled by the mask itself. He simply stared, watching you put your two hands on the sides of the mask as you laughed quietly again.

For some reason he found it cute and he couldn't understand why. Seeing how big it looked on you made him redden for a reason he couldn't quite explain...

"Why are you staring? Do you want it back or something...?" You asked, turning to him curiously. He shook his head, averting his gaze as he tugged on his tie, clearing his throat.

"S-Sorry, you just look cute in it..." He admitted, not knowing what else to do with this weird tingling feeling that Tenya felt in his chest. Flustered was an emotion he never, felt.

Your thoughts went blank for a moment; you didn't really know what to say.

"O-Oh!" You managed to exclaim, looking down. Tenya scratched his head, blushing more now.

"T-Thanks...?" You said quietly, feeling the tips of your ears grow pink with a tinge of color. For a moment you stood completely still; you'd forgotten what you came for in the first place. All you could conjure up was that Tenya looked adorable when he was flustered.

"Could you help me take off the helmet? It's heavy as hell..." You sputtered after a moment, realizing that you were definitely going to be late now.

He nodded, quietly shuffling to you as he firmly put his hands on the helmet. Tenya lifted it off with ease, not even surprising you, putting it down.

"Oh, yeah! Your homework. You left it at my place yesterday." You said, wanting to get rid of the tension. He exhaled in relief, thanking you as you took it off his desk and handed it to him.

"Thank gosh..." He said, still feeling slightly tense after his blurt-out. You hummed, scratching your cheek as you looked up at him.

"You owe me now!" You very quietly said after a moment, lifting an eyebrow as you poked his chest.

He exhaled, a tiny little smile spreading across his face that made you feel warm inside.

"Sure, anything you want, (Y/N)."