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I just recently found your blog and I love your writes!! (And I'm glad someone's still writing for knb cuz I just miss them so much.) So umm I was just wondering if you could do a scenario for Midorima where the reader is a well known guitarist in Shutoku, then 1 day midorima's lucky item is a guitar pick and Takao teases him to borrow one from his crush (reader) so he could use that as an opportunity to confess to her? (Sorry if it's too specific (-_-;) )

A/N: Thank you, I’m really glad to hear that you’re enjoying yourself!! (ㅅ´ ˘ `) And yes absolutely, these guys are all so precious that I can’t just not write for them!!

Please don’t apologize, the more specific your request is the better I can hopefully write your scenario! Hope you’ll enjoy this one Maki Roll! 😉♥️

Tags: Midorima x reader ✅ SFW ✅ fluff ✅

image/art source: Twitter (by 河合都倉)

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Guitar pick - Midorima x reader

“Wha-What are you even suggesting?!”

“Oh come on, today might be your only chance!”

At the words of his best friend, Midorima’s cheeks reddened slightly as he adjusted his glasses.

According to his horoscope for today, it was a great day for new beginnings. Oha Asa advised the second luckiest sign for today - Cancer - to step out of their comfort zone and do something they’ve put up for far too long. In Midorima’s case, the thing he’s been too reluctant of doing was to confess his feelings for you...

In Shuutoku there was barely anyone who hadn’t heard of your name, not only were you an amazing person to get along with, but your skills as a guitarist were out of this world. The reason for your immense popularity amongst the student body was thanks to a still unknown student, who had caught you practicing on the guitar one day and recorded you. Thanks to that short video the person then posted on the school’s private page, you became a superstar overnight. Offers from different clubs came flooding in, collaboration requests from your school’s famous rookie idols and performers filled your locker, and a dozen of people queued up in front of your classroom to ask for an autograph or a selfie.

It overwhelmed you and you were happy that your talent became recognized by so many, but you remained humble and refused everything that was asked of you. Not wanting to trouble the teachers or your closest friends any longer, you requested from your growing following to be left alone, explaining to them that you just weren’t ready to take that step yet. It took some weeks until your life more or less normalized itself and you still had some hardcore fans that just couldn’t let go, but it was thankfully nothing you couldn’t handle on your own.

While you were busy handling your sudden fame, the young basketball star of Shuutoku had no idea nor interest in who you were, he simply lived his life like usual, until one day you barged into the classroom he always hid at during lunch break.

“What do you th–”

“Shh! I need you to stay quiet for a while, please!” you pleaded with him as you held onto his uniform’s sleeves. The young man was taken aback by how close you’d gotten to him and since he was pretty stomped by your actions he remained silent even if he didn’t mean to.

While you looked around with a panicked expression on your face he studied your appearance and deduced that you were in the same year as him, but nothing more than that. After you calmed down and felt safe enough, you leaned yourself on the edge of the table behind you and took a deep breath. To the oblivious Midorima, your behavior was beyond suspicious and weird, but he wasn’t interested enough to ask you about it so he remained silent.

“What are you holding?” you suddenly asked the man in front of you, as you pointed to his bandaged left hand that had palmed something round and green. He instinctively adjusted his glasses while proclaiming with an unusual amount of proudness that this was his lucky item for today.

With a slightly agape mouth, you eyed both him and the cute frog plushie he held out to you before smiling and saying: “That’s really cute! I hope it works and you have an incredibly lucky day!”

…What…?

After you’d said that the bell rang, signalizing the end of the lunch break, so you thanked the tall young man once again and left the classroom.

Your reaction was something he didn’t expect at all. Up until now whenever he mentioned his lucky item or the fact that he listened to his horoscope on a daily basis, people would laugh at him or tease him about it, and yet no one had ever accepted him as quickly as you just did.

Since then he caught himself scanning the crowd of students, looking for you; waiting for you to once again storm into the classroom he’d first met you at; he even started thinking about you, wondering how your day was going and whether everything was ok. These new and still unknown feelings were a source of worry for the young man until Takao went ahead and decided to name them.

“Say Shin-chan…aren’t you in love with (Y/N)?”

L-Love…? Is this what love feels like?

The realization had hit him unexpectedly hard and for a long time he was in denial about it, but he eventually came to an agreement with his heart and his mind. He decided to keep these feelings for you a secret and just admire you from afar. In truth though, he was simply afraid that he’d appear like one of your dozen fanboys and girls that simply liked you because you were popular.

“Aww don’t tell me that the legendary Midorima Shintaro from the Generation of Miracles is afraid to ask his crush for a simple guitar pick!” snorted Takao and began laughing, his laugh bringing the green-haired man next to him back from his daydreams about how he’d come to develop romantic feelings for you.

“S-Shut up Takao! I simply forgot mine at home, that’s all!”

At this rather pathetic attempt to find an excuse his friend couldn’t help but laugh louder than before and slap his back a few times. “As if you’d forget something as important as your lucky item at home! You sure that you didn’t plan this from the very start Shin-chan?”

As much as said man wanted to continue denying any of his basketball partner’s accusations, his green eyes caught a glimpse of your figure that hurriedly exited the school building and cut the corner. Without as much of a warning, the young man sprinted off in your direction shouting one last shut up, Takao as an answer to said man’s cheers and screams to motivate Midorima to finally confess.

——

“(Y/N), wait!”

The sudden shout of your name made you stop in your tracks and look back, a confused expression on your face as you watched how the basketball club’s star approached you.

“Midorima-kun? How can I help you?” you then asked, observing how the tall man before you awkwardly tried to position his hands in a way that would make him look calmer than he actually was. Now that you looked closer he was missing his famous lucky item.

You see after you’d met him for the first time, his frog plushie had left quite the impression on you and after asking around if anyone knew of him, you found out pretty quickly who he was. Contrary to your positive attitude towards him, he was quite notorious for his character and basketball skills so, much to your dismay, not many were able to tell you anything useful about his person. You remained interested in him and hung on to the hope of meeting him once again someday.

And apparently, this day was today…

The silence that followed after your question, made you unexpectedly nervous and caused your heart to steadily race quicker than the second before, and since he wasn’t saying anything you started wondering what you should say next.

“Say, I–” / “Would you–”

Both of your eyes went wide and you immediately stopped talking as soon as you heard the other’s voice. That awkward moment made you both chuckle and fortunately lifted the tension from both of your shoulders.

“Sorry, I just wanted to ask whether you wanted to move to a more…calmer area where we could talk, s-since you seemed quite uncomfortable” you explained with a small smile on your face, completely oblivious to how happy your insight on his unsaid feelings made him.

“N-No it’s fine, here’s ok…you see, I-I know this comes off as rude, b-but I just kinda forgot m-…no s-scratch that, I-”

It was evident that Midorima struggled to put whatever problem he wished to discuss with you into words and even if you wanted to help him out by guessing what he wanted to say, you remained silent and patiently waited for him to formulate his sentence. He took a few short breaks to try and calm himself down because slowly but surely he was getting frustrated with himself. Being incapable of telling you what he needed in his usual straightforward way, was a pretty new experience that baffled him, which ultimately lead to his stuttering speech.

After minutes he finally managed to ask you whether you had a guitar pick on you that you could lend him for today since it was his lucky item. “I-I’m sorry if I assumed something, but y-you’re a guitarist, right? S-So I figured, you might have one or two for lending…”

“Oh…you were aware of that?”

“Well…” he started and scratched the back of his neck, “I just asked around and found out p-pretty recently, that’s all”

You smiled, happy about the fact that he had been interested enough in you to ask around. Back when you met him he was the first person who treated you in a rather cold manner in comparison to others you had run into, so you assumed that he must not know of you and it made you strangely relieved. That was part of the reason why you gathered info on him. Knowing that there was someone who could treat you like a “normal” student made you look forward to upcoming meetings with the green-haired man.

“Of course I do, but you shouldn’t have made it so difficult for yourself, you know?” you stated while rummaging in your pockets, fishing out your favorite guitar pick, and handed it to him, “You could have just asked one of our music teachers they have way more than I do…and some are even in different colors!”

He gently took the small item from your hand and softly let it slide down his palm as he mumbled: “It doesn’t mean as much as when it’s from the person I like…”

…

What?

With your hand still stretched out, your wide eyes were fixated on the slowly reddening face of the young man, who was opening and closing his mouth like a fish. He clenched his fists, the item in his left hand pricking against his skin, giving him the needed courage to finally speak up.

What do I even have to lose at this point?

The newfound determination in his eyes caught you off guard and made you jump ever so slightly as he finally looked up and directly peered at your face.

“(Y/N), I know it may sound ridiculous b-but since I first met you in that classroom, I gradually grew more interested in you and before I’d noticed this curiosity towards you turned out to be…l-love. Up until now, I was afraid of confessing, worried that you’d think I’m just saying this because of your popularity or whatever, but I need you to know that this isn’t true at all!”

While he poured his heart out to you and shared everything with you, from how you had accepted his quirk to how you occupied his daily thoughts and always caught his eyes, you remained silent, terrifyingly so. Midorima couldn’t read your stoic expression, not to mention that your body language didn’t even give him a single hint, but he figured that he should just continue and tell you everything until the very end…

“…and that’s why I’ll ask you again. Are you willing to try and be my lover?”

With that question, he finished his confession. During the last part of it, he decided to avert his eyes from you and look at your feet instead, his left hand’s knuckles were already white from how hard he fisted your guitar pick, which managed to give him strength during this entire monologue.

“Shintaro…look at me” you finally said in a warm tone and waited until his green eyes were once again fixated on you.

His heart began thumping even harder against his chest as he noticed the beautiful smile and lightly reddened cheeks that adorned your face as he waited for what you were about to say next…

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