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dolliedarlin · 1 year

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BNHA | HANTA S. ⏤10:54

PAIR. : Sero x Reader

SUM. : Sero making sure you eat a full meal and casually being dominant in the process

TW : mentions of eating disorder - not eating/skipping meals

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Sero knows all your bad habits, your worst one being that you forget to eat so often it’s come to the point where you hardly have a stomach for a moderate meal. It irks him knowing you’re like this, especially when he knows the exact reason why. If he could turn back time he’ll give the rat bastard responsible for your insecurities the beating of a life time. The realisation that he couldn’t even do that irks him more.

Nevertheless, Sero also happens to know your other habits. One being that you like to read your mangas in his room after dinner. It’s the perfect opportunity for him to counter your aforementioned custom of partially skipping meals.

“Finish your food,“ Sero voices from his bed, the body of his guitar nestled in his crossed legs as calloused fingers play a small and broken but euphonic tune.

With a huff, you glare down at the sheepishly eaten plate of food beside you on Sero’s woven rug. An eccentric centre piece to his space that you’ve always found homier than your own.

“But-” before your full protest could slip past your pouting lips, Sero cuts you off with an ice-cold stare, rivalling your half-hot, half-cold friend. Under your breath, your begrudgingly murmur, “‘m not even hungry...”

You don’t think he hears you but he does.

“Finish. Your. Food.” Sero doesn’t raise his voice at you, he never has and you don’t think he ever will but he is stern. Unmoving and stony like his obsidian black eyes. And with those same eyes, he sees you give into his demands, beginning to pick up your utensils before casting a longing look at your abandoned manga, “finish eating, your manga isn’t going anywhere,”

“Neither is my food...”

“Enough. Eat.” you don’t move to do anything until Sero takes it upon himself to discard his guitar with a deep sigh. Moving off his bed, he makes his way to sit behind you, caging you in between his outstretched legs. One strong arm circles your waist and pulls you closer as the other brings your plate of food to his side.

You have fully resigned yourself to his care, pouting the entire time but there’s a twinkle in your eyes that deeply appreciates his attentiveness. You love him truly and, from his actions, you feel as though it’s mutual. Not just anyone would care for you like this and you’ve never seen him extend such loving attention to anyone else but you.

“Come on, Querida,” he lifts a mouthful of food to your lips, prompting you to open your mouth so he can feed you. His voice is gentle and soft but still rough against the shell of your ear. You hope he can’t feel how hot the tips of your ears have become from the whispering touch of his voice. There’s nothing to do but comply, internally buzzing in glee when you feel the baritone hum of approval resonate from his chest, followed by an - “Attagirl,”

You eat every small and short spoonful he lifts to your lips, pacing the duration of the meal for you as you slowly get back to reading your manga. If every meal was as enjoyable as this, you wouldn’t hesitate to eat six full meals a day rather than the typical three.

He is a gentle but uncompromising force the entire time, feeding you until all the food is gone and he can finally set the utensils down. You don’t realise you’ve eaten the whole meal until he’s pulling you close and tucking his face into your neck with a deep inhale. Sero loves the way you smell, almost too sweet but not, milky and vanilla but also floral. It suits you well. The causation is lost on him - does he like you because of your pleasant smell or does he like the smell because it belongs to you? Is it even a question worth pondering? It should matter because it’s you consuming his thoughts and nothing else.

Cutting off his thoughts, you turn in his arms and hug him around his broad shoulders, “I’m sorry,” you speak into his neck, muffling your words into his skin, ashamed of your behaviour. Why did you have to be so difficult for the people you love and care for?

“Don’t be,” he loves caring for you like this; it astounds him why you ever feel the need to apologise, he’d feed you every meal if he could, “querida?” he voices when you don’t respond.

“I-“ love you...

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” he’ll coax the confession out of you some day, you’re sure of it. He has that affect on you.

A/N : you can’t tell me that Sero isn’t a soft dom because he is! I will die on that hill! also, i’m sorry i’m on and off, approaching the due date for my thesis/dissertation, i’m finding it difficult to find the time to write anything unless it’s a quick scenario i can’t get out of my head like this one anyway, i’ll see you all in June/July when I’ll hopefully be graduating!

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serosblunt · 7 months

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it takes a certain calibre of man to clean you up👅 after they’ve cum inside you

And ladies and gents, Hanta Sero is that man😩

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0prettygirl-jay0 · 9 months

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•~Context: you and sero get stuck in a closet with some ✨special zaza ✨~•

•warnings: penetration, mdom, fsub, praise, weed.•

AGED UP!

hispanic sero 😍

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U.A dorms was the best place for parties and having fun. there was achohol, music, food, and best of all weed. so here i was, in a burgundy dress, that momo bought me for my birthday…rich people i swear. mina invited me to this months party to look for some dick, after these past few weeks with testing and all, fuck do i need some relief.

i closed the door to my room and see denki run past me screaming for help with bakugo running behind him, and kirishima trying to stop bakugo from killing denki in return, as per usual. making my way to the stairs into the common room i see a sea of people, just dancing on eachother, drinking and singing, with rack city by tyga in the background. good song choice jiro.

“hey Y/n! you finally made it, took you long enough…damn you look good, girl.” mina said to me happily as she grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen.

“thanks girly, you always look good as well.” i said softly. when we got to the kitchen, there was sero, my fucking crush. god did he look so fuckable right now. wait no stop, but the basketball shorts and black tank top with the chain, lord please help me. sero looked up from his phone and then gave me a up and down look with a smile.

“hey nugget..! you look delicious- i mean beautiful..” denki laughed as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, from behind me and mina. i turned my head to look at the blonde with a laugh to his response, then kirishima slapped the back of denki’s head.

“not manly dude, atleast take her to dinner first. you do look beautiful tho Y/n.” kirishima said with his shark tooth smile and his usual pose as he dapped me and mina up.

“yeah what he said, pretty girl…” sero said calmly as he gave me a wink and then he took a sip of his water, with that godly side profile, and the adjustment to how he sat on the counter. fuck.

“hurry up extras..! fucking denki decided to lose our weed some place.” bakugo said angrily as he went to dap me and mina up, then he left to go look for this bag of weed.

“you guys are gonna smoke again! i thought we said no smoking this time, c’mon guys…” mina slumped down sadly and crossed her arms over her chest as she looked at the three boys and me with those cute little doe eyes of hers.

“aww c’mon mina, whats a little partying without being high, we’ll be back quick, promise cutie.” denki said as he dapped me and mina up, then left the kitchen to go look with bakugo.

“dont worry pinkie, ill party with you..! c’mon.” kirishima smiled at mina as he dapped me up and left with the now happy girl to go party. i mean who decides to hide weed, and not remember where they put it. stupid ass mother fuckers. like why not just hid it in your room? common sense denki. i walked out the kitchen and back into the sea of people, to this hallway before the stairs, to go upstairs, there was a closet. why not look in here. looking around in the closet, it looked like a pantry.

“hey princesa..” sero said from behind me, while i heard the door closing behind him.

“fuck sero, you scared the shit out of me..! i found where that idiot put the weed, lets go.” i said with a annoyed tone. god, do i love hispanic men, he looks so fine. to be honest though, sero’s been weird around me lately, ever since the first time we smoked together. i cant say i haven’t been feeling tension around him lately too, but were we feeling the same thing or what.

“fuck..i think the knobs jammed.” sero exclaimed softly to me, knocking me out of my thoughts as i saw him trying to pull the door harder. great now im stuck in a closet with the my crush and the sexiest man known to man. great night if you ask me. i pulled my phone from the black little purse i had witht me and called mina a bunch of times, as well as texting her. shit.

“we’ll just have to wait and see if mina answers any of my texts or calls…fuck.” i said to sero as i tried not to look at his fine ass. the closet was hot as shit, or was it just me? i sat myself on the floor since these heels have been killing me.

His heart skipped a beat when she did so. He felt himself getting lost in those beautiful eyes again., whenever she looked at him. The warmth coming off of her body made him feel comfortable, safe even. so he sat next to her.

“shit…might as well smoke a joint then, huh pretty girl?” sero laughed, as he grabbed the bag from my hands, brushing against mine lightly. putting a pre rolled joint in my mouth as he lit the shit for me. i swear i might be in heaven not gonna lie. “my bad i didnt dap you up earlier, no disrespect to you of course.” i coughed a bit as i inhaled and exhaled the joint, then i shook my head at the man. i knew he meant no harm, we all were busy talking and all that shit. damn its been a while since ive smoked. one big pull already hitting.

“your all good, spidey..” i said with a light laugh at the end. sero chuckled at the nickname as i gave him the joint. my thighs clenched up as i heard his chuckle. now that he was sitting so close to me on the ground, i swear she’s meowing. wtf is in this weed bruh. unbeknowing to me, the thigh clench didn’t go unnoticed by sero. 25 minutes later, drag after drag and eating and drinking things in the pantry.

“Sé, que lo sientes princesa, deja de jugar conmigo. i know you feel this tension whenever were together, how it feels when we touch.” sero said in a husky voice, then he drank his water and adjusted. while turning his head to look at me in the eyes, his eyes glanced between my lips to my eyes and then my cleavage.

“thats the weed talking sero, you dont mean it…” i said back to him slowly, even though deep inside of me i was hoping it wasnt the weed talking. this weeds making me horny asf. i held my head in my hands. then sero moved to kneel infront of me as he took my chin in his big hands to make me look uo at him, kissing me deeply and letting his tongue explore my mouth. separating from the kiss, breathless and both wanting more he began sucking on my neck. His hands explored my body, one hand on my hip kneeding the flesh in his hands to pull me closer to him, the other in between my thighs touching my clit through my panties.

“c’mere Y/n, look at what you do to me..you see that its not just the weed, my love, its you, my feelings for you…” sero put both hands on my hips to pick me up and hold me against the pantry. bunching the dress above my hips so i could wrap my legs around him, i felt his hard dick grind against me.

“yeah…you like that hard dick grinding against you, hm pretty girl?” his voice was low and husky, he leaned down until his lips were against mines. oh fucking shit. everything was happening way to fucking fast. being high and horny, some people would say not a good mix, but being high and horny with your crush. its a yes for me.

“sero…you sure about this, hm?” i said with a groan as all sero could do was leave hickies on my neck and grind into me. his hardened cock throbbed in his shorts as he listened to me. Without sayiing anything, sero kneeled on the ground, putting my legs on his shoulders. moving my lacy red panties to the side and giving me one long lick in between my wet folds. eliciting a small gasp from me as he continued to eat me out. sero groaned loudly as he felt my walls tighten around his middle finger. i have no idea when he did that but fuck does it feel good, pushing another finger deep inside me. when i looked down at sero who was eating me out i could see the juices dripping onto his face as he licked my clit faster, and fingered me. wanting nothing more than to make me cum all over his face.

"you like that, huh?" sero was kneeled on the floor with my thighs on his shoulders, eating me out and fingering me, while holding me up at the same time. fuck what else could this man do. never in my thoughts could i have pictured him this way. funny, high all the time, goofy sero? no. making me cum all over his face, hot and sexy sero? yes.

“ohhh- fuck….sero fuck..” my hands gripped at his black hair while my thighs clenched around his face.

“fuck princessa, think that pretty little pussy could handle what you did to me, hm?” sero carefully allowed my feet to touch the floor as he harshly removed the dress from my sweaty body, as he stood up and made me look at his aching cock, that he was grabbing out of his shorts.

“please, sero…i know you want this as bad as i do…i want your cock filling me up…” that was the sluttest thing i could possibly say, but fuck it. i thought while looking up at his smirking face. was it a little embarrassing? yes, am i getting what i want? double yes. He smirked even more as he thought to himself and then he picked me up again, but this time allowing his thick purple ish tip to enter me. feeling me heat enveloping his member, he was groaning in awe. "Te quiero mucho, mi amor." he whispered before he slammed into me again and again, each time getting rougher than before. my nails digging into his shoulders as i screamed in ecstasy, begging him to never stop.

"eres tan jodidamente caliente cuando ruegas así…” thrusting into me with all his might, letting out a loud groan. He growled, biting my shoulder lightly as he began pounding into me, using one hand to grab my waist tightly while keeping the other on my tit. "Oh, mi amor...si te gusta esto..." he grunted, giving her another rough kiss as he fucked her harder. fuck this man makes me so horny. the only thing i could do was nod at the man, i could barely fucking speak, let alone think. while all this was happening i gave sero a necklace of hickies while also adding nail marks to his back. the only thought on my mind was only about the pleasure he was giving me. sero smirked widely as he saw me nod, It made him even hornier knowing how much i enjoyed being taken roughly by him, let alone that the pleasure he was giving her couldn’t make her speak. He grabbed my legs and lifted them higher around his stomach, allowing him full access to my sweet spot.

“there…there- fuck..yes..!” As soon as i said those words, Sero could no longer hold back. His grip tightened on my thighs, leaving marks in their wake as he pounded away at my pussy relentlessly. i moaned sero’s name loudly as i came hard, flooding his cock with my wetness and cum. He didn't slow down though, continuing to pound away. my moans sent shivers through sero’s spine as he continued pounding away at my pussy, while i was still sensitive. Hearing me call him by his first name only turned him on further, making him lose control completely. sero was moaning loudly, whimpering almost, He couldn't help but let go as well, filling my womb with his seed finally. His eyes closed as he gasped for breath, his chest heaving with each breath he took. He looked at me, his chest covered in sweat, and scratches.

“me haces sentir tan caliente, te necesito tanto. no solo sexualmente, sino mentalmente. Joder, no sabes lo mucho que siento por ti...” sero said to me calmly as he brushed the hair out my sweaty face. i wasn’t done with him yet, still needed to let him know he’s mine. all i did was plant a heavy sloppy kiss on the mans lips as sero took his dick out of my pussy with such wet noises, and held me up.

“can….i suck you off?” fuck that was harder to say then i thought, i said to myself as i kept looking up at the man. sero’s eyes widened slightly but then he smirked mischievously.

"you wanna do that?" he asked teasingly, looking deep into your eyes. "do you really think im gonna say no?" sero smirked as he gave me another kiss before i went down to kneel on the floor. As soon as she took him in her mouth, his entire body tensed up once more. He had never experienced anything quite like this, feeling her warm lips wrapped around his cock while he stared down at her. Her tongue flickered out, teasing him as she took him deeper. He gripped her hair tightly, not able to control himself. His breathing became heavier as he nodded slowly, enjoying every second of it. His hips began moving involuntarily, thrusting his cock deeper into her throat each time. He loved how much power he had over her now. He loved how submissive she seemed when she sucked his cock. It made him feel powerful yet helpless at the same time. tears formed up in my eyes from his thrusts into my throat.

“Mhm... yeah... mmhmmm~"

“Oh god... oh my god..."

“F-fuck...Y/nnn"

seros head tilted back and his eyes rolled back as he moaned and groaned. His breath hitched, feeling like every nerve ending in his body had been turned on at once. As you continued to tease him, he could feel himself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

"ohh... fuckkkk.... yesssss..." sero moaned, while gripping tightly onto my hair as he approached his peak.

"fuck! fuuuuck!!!" he cried out, wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed through his veins. "mmmhmmhhmmmm!!" while biting on his hand to keep quiet.

“Y/n..?! you in here? i couldve sworn she asked me to come here.” mina said as she continued knocking on the door. sero smiled down at me as he tried to gain his breath and with a pop off of the tip of sero’s cock and his cum running down my chin. i gave him a smile back.

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#mha hanta sero #hanta sero #hanta sero x you #hanta sero x reader #mha sero #hanta sero imagine #hanta sero x y/n #hanta sero smut #sero hanta #sero hanta x reader #mha smut #mha fanfiction

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theautisticcentre · 9 months

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I'd like to hear headcanons for Sero Hanta as the reader's boyfriend please

Ooh, been a while since I did something like this!

HANTA SERO AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

Warning: Spoilers

You've definitely done the Spider-Man upside down kiss at least once.

Karaoke dates!

You bring snacks, drinks and movies whenever he's feeling down, and he does the same with you.

If Mineta acts up near you, Sero WILL tape his ass up and leave him on a roof.

You help each other with homework. At least, what you can help each other with without Aizawa finding out.

You both became very protective after the war arc.

Whatever your pronouns, Sero stans them in this house.

You and he have definitely broken curfew to see each other at least once.

You had Mei make you tape shooters similar to Sero's.

That's all I can think of. Hope you enjoyed!

#hanta sero #sero hanta #mha sero #mha hanta sero #bnha sero #bnha hanta sero #sero x reader #hanta sero x reader

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dogwaterdish · 1 year

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Kirishima: How did you even get in here?

Kaminari: Sero's window! Or, as I like to call it, "Denki’s door"!

Sero: I’m closing the window.

#mha #bnha #my hero acadamia #boku no hero acadamia #incorrect quotes #mha incorrect quotes #bnha incorrect quotes #bakusquad memes #bakusquad #mha bakusquad #mha denki kaminari #denki kaminari #kaminari denki #mha ejirou kirishima #ejirou kirishima #kirishima ejirou #mha hanta sero #hanta sero #sero hanta

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hantaserosgf · 20 days

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pigeon - faye webster

hangs sero x fem!reader 🎀⭐️👼

FRIDAY 2:47 PM - SOCCER PRACTICE

the only thing other than soccers balls being hit against cleats was heavy breathing as the first practice of the ua soccer season begins. as coach sekijiro blew his whistle all players on the junior varsity team circle around him.

“alright boys listen up, as we know this is the first practice of the season. my name is coach sekijiro as you may know from tryouts, i take this sport and my team very seriously. there will be no excuses to being late to practice or slacking off. i expect all of you to put in your best efforts during practice like if it were a game.” he states as he maintains eye contact with each one of the boys.

“of course as you may know as well we do have a team manager, she will be around all season-” coach sekijiro says before being interrupted.

a confused “she” comes from a 5’8 blonde boy.

“yes. she. is there an issue with that?” coach sekijiro says while looking up and down at the boy.

the blonde boy shakes his head in a no motion while rolling his eyes.

“good. as i was saying- our team manager will be here everyday at practice and at every game. i expect all of you to treat her with the same respect you will treat me.” he shares before looking left near the bleachers to see me head towards the field.

as i make my way to the field i immediately make eye contact with one of the boys. he had mullet like hair but it surprisingly looked really good on him. he was tall with a lanky-ish body. we lock eyes before i look away quickly focusing on coach.

“well go on ahead and introduce yourself” he says as he looks at me.

“oh right sorry, hi my names y/n and i’ll be this year’s manager” i said before smiling slightly at the boys. my eyes quickly looked at the black haired boys direction. he turned his head to face one of the boys with red hair leaving his jawline exposed. i stare at it slightly before he faces forward again.

“well alright now that we got that settle let’s start practice” coach says before blowing his whistle hinting at the boys to get out on the field. while the boys are on the field doing drills i head to the bleachers. i analyze the boys but mostly on the black haired boy. my eyes followed him as he moved around the field.

5:30 PM

the boys gathered around coach while i headed towards them unintentionally standing behind the black haired boy.

“alright that’ll be the end of todays practice, tomorrow we will focus more on your uniform numbers and picture day. that’s all for today you guys can pack up. see you all tomorrow.” coach says before waving his hands in a shoo motion. the boys all grab their bags and head to the locker room while i head straight to the exit.

6:00 PM - AT HOME

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authors note: AHHHHH FIRST CHAPTER DONE???? omg this was soooo much fun to write i hope u guys like it 😛😛🤞

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xnorthstar3x · 1 year

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Sero thoughts

Sero who walks around his apartment imagining you nestled domestically in diffrent cozy places. The giant bean bag he has next to a huge window, he'd imagine it open, the warm summer breeze pushing the curtains aside as the flow inward brushing your skin softly you doze off next to him.

His office where you'd be sat on his lap in a large rattan style chair listening to him read to you as the windows (this time shut) are being pelted with rain. So rhythmic, that it lulls you asleep once more head nestled in the curve of his neck.

And once more cuddled next to him in his bed either clothed in fuzzy warm pajamas as the first snow falls decorating Japan in a soft blanket. He also imagines your skin against his own as your legs tangle with his when spring is finally arrived and the small orchid plant he'd bought you shines in the morning sun.

#sero x reader #bnha fanfiction #bnha x reader #bnha hanta sero #x reader #anime / manga #mha #northstarscorner #mha sero #bnha sero #mha hanta sero

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mhabirthdays · 9 months

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Happy Birthday

Hanta Sero (Taping Hero: Cellophane) – 28th July

#my hero academia #mha #mha hanta #mha sero #mha hanta sero #mha sero hanta #mha cellophane #cellophane mha #mha birthday #hanta sero #sero hanta #taping hero: cellophane #cellophane #u.a. high school #class 1a #class 1-a #july #july 28th

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nugget-eater123 · 18 days

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A/n: i yap too damn much so this needed a part 2 😭😭

Part 1 Part 2 (you are here)

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takingchences · 2 months

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ultraviolet pt. 10 - BAKUGOU

A descendant of a legendary quirk longs to separate herself from her family name, but first she'll have to confront villains, ghosts from the past, and her growing attraction for Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x OP!fem!oc

Warnings: mature language

series masterlist + face claim

The Sports Festival was fast approaching, and Sana and Bakugou used most of their spare time studying and working on their technique. If she wasn't with the explosive blonde, she could be found in the weight room with Kirishima, doing yoga with Mina, or on morning jogs with Shinso... but only if she and the lavender-haired boy hadn't stayed up all night texting (which was almost every night thanks to his insomnia). Not that she minded. That's what friends are for.

"Fuck off already!" Bakugou held his hands out threateningly towards Sero and Denki, who'd been pestering the blonde for the last half hour for the hell of it.

"Face it, dude. You're stuck with us," Denki threw an arm over the ash blonde's shoulder.

"Yeah," Mina chimed in, twirling her short hair with one hand, her fingers a blur as she typed something on her phone with the other. "So suck it up, buttercup."

Sana reached across the table to poke his surprisingly squishy cheek. "Turn that frown upside down-" she retracted her hand just before Bakugou moved to bite it. She laughed. Over his shoulder, she spotted the back of Shoto's head.

She and the youngest Todoroki hadn't spoken since the day of the USJ attack, but not from lack of trying on her part. He'd successfully avoided her each time, to the point that she'd shown up to his house to ambush him. Fuyumi had answered the door with an angelic smile, though her gray eyes carried the same deep sadness that plagued every Todoroki child. She'd reluctantly admitted that yes, Shoto was home, but he'd asked not to be disturbed. She'd almost pushed past the older girl and forced her way into the house, demanding the boy face her himself.

Instead, she'd apologized to Fuyumi for showing up so unexpectedly and sprinted home with tear-stained cheeks. Her hope for repairing their relationship was dwindling with each passing day.

"I wanna try something new." Sana suggested once Bakugou had joined her in their usual spot. The clearing was open, spacious, and secluded, which made it the perfect place to beat each other up in public. But that wasn't what she had in mind today.

"Give me your hand."

"Huh?" Bakugou flinched, his expression contorted. "The hell are you saying?"

Sana rolled her eyes, her arm still extended towards him. "I want to experiment with our quirks." She calmly explained. "I think we can make each other stronger."

"I'm already strong, dumbass." the blonde puffed out his chest. "It's your shitty quirk that needs help."

The sunset-haired girl shot him a deadpan look worthy of Mr. Aizawa. "Humor me," she insisted, wiggling her fingers impatiently.

Letting loose a string of curses enough to make a sailor blush, the blonde joined her on the ground. They were facing each other, their folded knees nearly touching from how close they now were. His warm, calloused hand engulfed her own, their fingers firmly interlocked. His palms were damp with sweat, though she wasn't sure if it was due to nerves or just a quirk thing.

"Now what." He refused to look her in the eye. A deep blush was blooming across his cheeks, though Sana couldn't blame him for being embarrassed. She'd been the one to suggest the idea, but she hadn't prepared for her body to react so strongly to such an innocent gesture. His touch and proximity made her feel weightless, but at the same time, anchored. It was an odd, but pleasant sensation.

Sana cleared her throat before speaking. "Use your quirk."

Bakugou looked wary, but complied. A small eruption of sparks was released from his palm into her's. It tickled her skin, the small vibrations making her smile. Smoke slipped through the seams of their fingers. Sana focused on the heat, absorbing it into her body. She held it for a moment, then two, then pushed.

Bakugou didn't know what was happening. His hands were enveloped in immense heat, and for once, he wasn't in control of it.

"What are you doing?"

She released a breath, her lips curling into a victorious grin. She shook their joined hands in excitement. "It worked? You felt it?"

"What do ya mean? What the hell was that?" He demanded.

"My quirk," she giggled breathlessly. "The longer I thought about it, the more I realized how versatile it could be. I've been limiting myself without even realizing it." She shook her head in disbelief, a heavy sigh passing her lips. "I've always been so focused on taking energy in that I never thought about giving it away. I didn't even know if it was possible."

She stared up at him, her irises no longer glowing, but still brighter than any other he'd seen. Her expression was one of child-like wonder. "Do it again."

The next few days were the same; the two teens opting out of their usual sparring to lie in the grass and hold hands as day faded into night.

They'd made considerable progress over the past two weeks. Sana wanted to push her limits and lengthen how long she could hold onto such intense heat before she was forced to expel it from her body. Back and forth they passed the energy like a ball: each time the wave of heat circled back it felt hotter, more intense, more powerful. The longer they went, the higher her quirk creeped up his wrists and forearms, steadily making its way up his body. He felt sweat forming in his palms and around his hairline.

Usually, Bakugou had to focus on how powerful he wanted his explosions to be: controlling how much sweat he used, how much heat to put in the blast, etc. But being so close to Sana, who is as equally hot natured as him (if not more so) opened up his pores, allowing more sweat to be released, which made more powerful attacks possible much faster.

Bakugou opened his eyes after delivering a particularly nasty blast to her palms.

Across from him, Sana was tense, her eyes screwed shut in concentration. Her chest rose up and down quickly, sweat dotting her own temples. Her fingernails dug into the backs of his hands from how tightly she gripped him, etching crescent moons into his skin. Her mouth twitched, more of a grimace than the usual grin she wore.

She looks... like she's in pain.

"Oi, dumbass, that's enough." Her grimace deepened, breath hissing through clenched teeth. "Knock it off, idiot." Bakugou tried to pull his hands away, but she only tightened her grip further. "Let go, dammit!" He spat, ripping himself away from her grasp.

A wave of energy rolled across the clearing the instant their hands broke contact, rustling the grass and trees.

Her eyes snapped open. The irises were glazed over, though not as badly as they were during the villain attack. After a few seconds, she blinked rapidly, her focus coming back.

"What happened?" Her expression was confused as she glanced around them. "Why did you stop?"

Bakugou clenched his jaw. "Because you got that weird look again." She cocked her head.

"What look?"

He tossed his head back with a groan. It took all his self restraint not to smack her head. "Like at USJ," he reminded her. "Before that Icy Hot bastard knocked you out."

Sana inhaled sharply, a chill creeping down her spine. Had she really been so close to losing herself just now? Bakugou's explosions weren't strong enough to send her over the edge... but it was rather sunny out, and she had been overworking herself lately... and there was the tiny, insignificant fact that she hadn't used her full quirk in days in order to test her boundaries.

Well, it looks like I reached my limit.

"What's the deal with that anyway?"

She tugged free a few blades of grass, following their path as they scattered in the wind. "I'm not sure what you mean."

The blonde scoffed, his vermillion eyes picking up on how her shoulders were hunched inward. It looked like she was trying to retreat within herself. "During the attack on USJ, I could feel your quirk from across the damn building. You took on that mutant freak with no hesitation. You reacted faster than even All Might. But since then you've been," he shook his head in frustration, not sure how to put it into words. "I dunno. Different. Like you're holding back."

She stared down at the grass, avoiding his searching gaze. She'd hoped no one would notice how little she'd been using her quirk in class, but Bakugou was just too observant. "It's nothing-"

"Bullshit."

Sana narrowed her eyes, the rest of her expression carefully blank. "I'm not going to give you an advantage over me a week before the Festival. I'm not as stupid as you think I am."

"I don't give a shit about that crap," he spoke sharply. "I don't need help beating you. A win is only a win if everyone goes all out. So if you go out there half-assing it like you have been, I'll tear your ass to shreds."

She tried to fight the half-smile curling her lips. "You're so obsessed with my ass." She taunted.

"Shut up," the blonde's lips curled in a small, crooked smile.

"During our first class with All Might, the combat training? I didn't have a plan or strategy in mind. I was just going to wing it and hope for the best. Facing Shoto made me doubt my abilities... but it also made me want to prove something to him... and maybe myself, too."

Bakugou noted the use of Icy Hot's first name, further confirming his suspicions that there was some type of history there.

"The only reason my team won was because I realized my partner's quirk and mine weren't so different." She worried her bottom lip. "I'm not as strong as you, Bakugou." Sana smiled sadly. "I have to work twice as hard to do something that comes naturally to you. But I'll keep pushing myself until I reach your level."

His jaw tensed.

"I want to stand by your side. Not as an 'extra,' but as an equal." She poured her heart out, the weight of years of insecurities and self-doubt lightening with each admition. "You and Shoto are so tough and resilient," she sighed. "It's pretty annoying, but also pretty inspiring to watch." She rolled her eyes with a bittersweet smile.

Bakugou wasn't sure how to respond, or if he even should. She seemed to be talking just as much to herself as she was to him. All he could do was listen as she unburdened herself.

Her fingers fisted in her lap. "I was taught to use my quirk by people that didn't understand the capabilities... and only recently did I realize how little I know about myself."

She remembered when she was younger, after receiving her quirk, how members of her family would show up at her house to evaluate her potential. The unsure looks they'd share when they thought she wasn't paying attention. No one in the history of their family had had a quirk quite like her's, and none of them knew how to handle it. She'd taken after her mother more than they'd anticipated when they'd first proposed the idea of a quirk marriage.

If only the woman had stuck around long enough to help her gain control of her quirk.

It's why her family had reached out to Endeavor in the first place. The Pro had more knowledge and experience due to his own connection to heat. But there were parts of her power that she still struggled to accept even now.

Moments like these being one of them.

She swallowed the lump of dread that formed in her throat as she thought over her next words. "During the USJ attack," she fidgeted with her hands, a restless energy inside her body clawing to get out. "I wasn't... myself."

"The hell does that mean?" The blonde finally spoke. His face was twisted in confusion.

Sana winced. "My quirk allows me to absorp large amounts of energy, remember?" She waited for him to show that he was following along. "But I can only take in so much at a time. The time limit varies depending on the temperature and how I'm feeling. Extreme heat..."

Bakugou waited for her to continue, but she no longer seemed willing to go on. He mentally reviewed the events of USJ. She'd been in the fire zone, she and others had confirmed it. She'd used her quirk a lot, too. The flashes of power had resembled solar flares, the light they gave off damn near blinding. Then he thought back to her behavior in the plaza. She'd been half-mad, mumbling under her breath to herself.

Don't touch me. That part he remembered perfectly. But what else had she said? Something was too much? What the hell did that even mean?

His mind snagged on a memory from the beginning of the semester, when Sana had first tried to explain the mechanics of her quirk. "Obviously, the Sun is my main source of energy, but any kind of heat will do... Your quirk has to do with fire, so naturally, your body's core temperature is higher than normal."

"Don't touch me," she'd said after putting distance between herself and the rest of the group. "It's too much." Then, he remembered how carefully that bastard had handled her while she was unconscious, only allowing her to lean against one side of his body.

The ice side.

"Too hot."

"I know her better than you do." The half and half boy said to them before handing her over to the paramedics, who'd wrapped her in insulation before touching her.

Bakugou saw only fear and shame, none of her usual playfulness present. He didn't like how small and vulnerable she appeared to be. "So you overdid it."

A curt nod. "When I'm in that state, I'm not... me anymore." She lowered her head, her loose hair hiding her expression. Her fists trembled in her lap. "I can't control it."

"But what about in the plaza?" He pushed, his jaw tense in frustration as he tried to connect the final piece of the puzzle.

"When the brain overheats like that, it can temporarily alter a person's behavior," Sana explained softly, her voice no louder than whisper. "It can make them confused, delirious-"

"No, I mean-" He huffed, shoving a hand through his spiked hair. "How did you stop that Nomu?" How did you stop it from killing me? He left that part unsaid, unwilling to admit how close he'd probably come to dying had she not interfered.

Sana shrugged her shoulders helplessly, her eyes shining with unshed tears as she finally met his gaze. "I don't know," her voice sounded exhausted, as though she'd aged years during the conversation. "I don't remember any of it." It said a lot, he realized as they stared at one another, that even after boiling her own brain trying to restrain her quirk, some instinctive part of her had acted in his defense.

Like her feet had moved without thinking.

They'd ended the night shortly after that, but not before Sana could plant a kiss dangerously close to the corner of his mouth. "Thank you," she whispered. He jerked back, his movements stiff and face steaming.

"What for?" He grumbled, looking away.

Sana shrugged. "For being you."

By now, she was well aware that her feelings for the explosive blonde went deeper than friendship. Her chest tightens whenever he's around, her palms damp and mouth dry as a desert. Somehow, Bakugou made her heart speed up and slow down at the same time.

There had always been something about the blonde that drew her in... but she hadn't expected her innocent schoolgirl crush to develop into real feelings. It was the first time she'd felt so strongly towards someone after him. Sana was by no means perfect, but she knew there wasn't a more perfect match for Bakugou than her.

If only she could make him see it, too.

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