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fake dating.

character(s) ; izuku midoriya, kyoka jirou, denki kaminari, katsuki bakugou, shoto todoroki (x gender neutral reader)

wc ; 2.3k

note ; basically having to pretend to be dating them because of some reason or another. i was also going to do kiri and sero but then i got lazy, i might do them and add into this later tho.

warning ; uhhh, not proof-read because it’s legit thundering and lightning and im scared oops.

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when it came down to it, no one has ever pursued izuku in the aspect of dating. well, he could’ve said that until a few days ago this one girl from general ed started to follow him around, asking him on a date. izuku was… bad at turning people down, plus, even if he did, it would be in a really kind way. the first time the girl - haia, the green haired, freckled boy remembered her saying her name was - asked him out, izuku had stood there blushing and sputtering before getting out a quiet, “i’m sorry… i like someone else.”

the girl had then said “oh, it’s okay.” and had left. izuku thought that would be it but not 24 hours later, the girl was back. and that was about five days ago, and right now, haia was following izuku again. he kept walking in random directions to loose her and yet the girl would not give up, and kept following after him, trying to get him into a corner like predator chasing prey. izuku was quite frankly, done with the girl but he was far too kind to reject her in a mean way.

he jumped when he bumped into someone, scrambling to apologize he stopped short when he saw who it was. it was you, standing their with a finger to your lips. whispering, “come on ‘zuku,” you pulled him towards another hallway, “i saw that girl following you, so i took a shortcut to catch up to you.” interlinking your fingers, you grinned, “so, what do i need to do to stop her from following you?”

izuku racked his brain for something, anything that would make her go away but for once, his mind remained blank. no thoughts, no ideas, no plans. nothing. “i- i don’t know.“ from down the seemingly empty hallway, a voice called, “izuku! come on sweetie, you know we’re meant to be together! just agree to one date with me!“ izuku turned back to face you in time to see you grit your teeth, a determined look overtook your face, “izuku. i’m going to do something and you can’t panic, okay?“

“oh-okay,“ he stuttered and before he could do anything you slammed your lips onto his. “mph!“ letting you pull him closer to you, he let his hands rest on your waist, your own wrapping around his shoulders and brushing a strand of his curly hair on the nape of his neck. a horrendous, overdramatic gasp was heard from behind them followed by an “i can’t believe this!“ before rapid footsteps were heard.

you pull away and look into green eyes, “sorry about that, i didn’t know what else to do.” a dark red tint in his cheeks, izuku shook his head, “n-no it’s okay. i need to tell you something,” he rushed out, “i-like-you-alot.” he closes his eyes and awaits rejection, feeling something warm on his cheek, he opens them again, to see you grinning at him like you were minutes before. “i like you too.”

—

“hey y/n?“ the purple haired girl next to you calls. “yeah?“ you reply to kyoka, pausing your steps and turning towards her. “what’s wrong?“ you ask, noticing the odd look on her face. “there’s a boy who’s looking at us in a weird way,“ she says bluntly. “oh,“ you murmur, looking away from your friend and to the boy who you recognized to be the from the second year support course, his gaze didn’t waver as he met your eyes, he wasn’t staring at you, you realize, he was staring at your close friend / crush; jirou.

slightly growling under your breath, your eye twitches when this guy moves from leaning against the wall to walking up to the two of you. “hey, can i talk to you?” he questions, ruffling his hair. “alone?” he added, swiftly asking you to leave. “sorry, but we have places to be,” you say through gritted teeth reaching out and holding jirou’s hand. the girl, who was confused to as to what was happening, let you walk her out of the school and to the dorms.

it went like that for a few more days, the boy always coming up to kyoka and you being next to her in an instant, pulling her away from him, claiming you both had something to do. it was getting on your nerves ; you wanted to confess your feelings to her but at the same time you were afraid of rejection. you asked people for advice on what to do ; you asked probably everyone in your class about how to confess to someone - even todoroki who probably had no clue what you were talking about. mina gave you advice but it involved confetti and    a cheesy love song plus a guitar so you said no.

when you finally got the guts to tell your friend how you felt, you walked over to her and grinned, “hey i need to tell you som-” you get cut off by the same second year boy sauntering over to the two of you and trying to stand there in an intimidating manner. “jirou, would you like to go on a date with me?” jirou was about to reject him when you snapped, “can’t you see that we’re together? i mean, it’s kind of obvious because we’re practically always attached to the hip. besides, even if she was single, i know what you and your friends,” you jab a finger towards the boys he was friends with, “- do in your free time, you bet on who will get a girl first and i can see that she’s your new target. so, no thank you and goodbye.” you wave him off and the boy walks away, defeated.

“anyways as i was saying-“ you face jirou and continue as if you were never interrupted, “i really like you, as in, more than a friend and i totally understand if you don’t feel the same way.“

“i like you too y/n,“ she smiles softly. muttering an “oh thank god“ you lean in and kiss her cheek, “so wanna go to a concert and get mcdonalds tonight?“

—

“damnit,“ you groan, pulling out your phone to text your friends. you, mina, denki and hanta were supposed to meet up at the cinema to watch the movie that was released a few days ago. to your luck, you had met up with some other friends at the mall a few streets down from the cinema just before the movie started and now you were running late. texting a quick, ‘running late, be there in about 15 minutes‘ you try to catch a taxi. unfortunately, no one stopped and you had to run all the way there, in your hurry, your phone fell down and you skidded to a stop on the sidewalk. a girl was already standing beside the spot you dropped your phone, the fallen object in hand.

“hey, you dropped this,“ she said, handing you the phone. “thank you, i noticed,“ you mumbled, taking it from her and shoving it into your pocket. looking to the left you notice the cinema right in front you and you smile, “thanks again, bye!“ a “wait, hold on!“ had to halting and the girl rushes in front of you with a cheery grin, “do you want to go out sometime? you seem cute and i like your style, i’d like to get to know you better,“ she pauses before adding, “as in a date?“

“oh.“ you tilt your head, the girl seemed like a person who’d ask why if you rejected her, and you didn’t want to stand there talking to her since you’ll miss the movie. “i’m already dating someone.“ it slipped out of your mouth, ‘fuck,‘ you think, ‘why do i always get myself into situations like this?‘ “oh really?“ the girl asks skeptically. you nod, “i have to go now, sorry.“

you push past her and walk into the cinema, narrowing your eyes once you see her reflection on the glass windows, following you inside. ‘she wants proof, huh?’ you think. trying to spot your friends in the waiting line you catch sight of kaminari by the popcorn machine, holding two big buckets of popcorn. beelining your way to him you grab a bucket from him and lean up to quickly peck his lips. you peep over his shoulder and relief washes over you once you see the girl rushing out the cinema doors with a glare on her face.

“wha- what was that for?“ the blonde asks, blushing.

“a creepy girl was following me, trying to make me agree to going on a date with her and i needed to make her think i was already with someone because i just met her and i didn’t want to go on a date with her,“ you tell, “and i also like you.” the boy grins and wraps his free arm around you, almost spilling both the popcorn buckets you two were holding, “good thing because i like you back!“

—

it was a normal saturday at UA; no classes, hanging out with friends, doing homework, having a study session with a few of your friends, two guys following you, catching up on missed classes and- wait- let’s go back a few words. two guys following you. shit, was the only word in your mind as you tried to figure out where you were. after studying in the library with katsuki, you were on your way back to the dorms, trying to catch up to the blonde who was striding in front of you. unfortunately, you caught sight of two boys who were following you, one of them being this one boy you rejected a few weeks back. and to make things worse, momo told you she overhead the boy and his friend were trying to force you to date him, you had just thought it was him bluffing out of being rejected.

unfortunately, it turned out momo was telling the truth because the two boys following you ; looked, downright ambitious. when you noticed they were on your tail, you took a random turn and into a random hallway. you took more turns and yet they were still following you, you speed up, turning to look back as you do, trying to see if they were still following you when you got pulled into someone’s arms. expecting the worst, you look up to see bakugou. “thank fuck, you’re here,” you never thought you’d say those words but here you were.

“why did you run off, dumbass? you should’ve followed me like you usually do without running off with those extras right behind you.“ he growled, letting go of your hand. “what else was i supposed to do? pretend i was in a relationship with you so they could go away?“ eyes widening in realization you snap your fingers, “wait that could work!“ “what would wor-“ without letting him question you, you pull him by his black muscle tank and smashing your lips onto his.

he stood there, stiff, before relaxing and melting like plush against you. a groan and fading footsteps were heard not too long later and you both pull away. “what did you do that for, dumbass?” he grunts. “just to get those two off my tail,” you shrug. “anyways, do you wanna go on a date later?” you question, slightly teasing bakugou. he just nods and walks away, slight blush on his cheeks.

—

it was common for people to fawn over shoto. being rich and hot as people said, he attracted many girls and boys alike. usually, if someone came up to him and asked him out - he’d simply say no and move on. but there was this one boy, who kept pestering him and trying to get him to go out with him. it took everything in the red and white haired boy to stop himself from unleashing both his ice and fire on this boy from class d. when the boy once again asked him the same question during lunch, shoto replied in his monotone voice, “for the last time, i don’t want to go out with you.”

they were in the lunch line, and you were standing behind tokoyami who was uncomfortably standing behind todoroki and the boy. “what’s happening?” you ask and he says, “a boy keeps asking todoroki out. he keeps refusing but the boy is painfully persistent.” after filling you in, he adds, “you should go help him out.” “huh?” you ask, “how am i supposed to help?” giving you a look, tokoyami sighs, “everyone knows your infuriation with todoroki, it’s plainly obvious. you could go and help him out, and then you could confess your feelings to him and you decide what happens next.”

“for someone who’s mostly quiet, you sure speak a lot, tokoyami,“ you say and sighing you leave your spot and walk in front of todoroki. “l/n what’re you-“ he tries to say but you shush him and take his hand in yours, “sorry i took so long in the bathroom. thanks for saving my spot, love.“ you send a discreet wink in his way and realizing what you were up to, he goes with the plan. you keep talking about something in a lovesick manner when you see the boy from class d stomp away.

“finally,“ you sigh and try to let go of todoroki’s hand, only to realize he’s firmly gripping onto it, a small smile on his lips. you fake gasp and shove his shoulder playfully, “are you smiling?“ “no,“ he lies and you laugh, “you should to it more often, you look cute when you smile.“ he faintly blushes, “thank you, you’re cute too.“

the thing is, neither of you actually confessed but you did genuinely act like a couple from then on.

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