Mha x Fem Reader Oneshots

Eijiro Kirishima☁️

I wanna thank my little sister, S.M, for giving me this idea. She loves winding me up about Kirishima (I have a BAD case of Simp-Itis when it comes to him uwu) and she gave me this idea earlier today. Gracias hermanita :).

❤️🪨❤️"Shorty"❤️🪨❤️

•3rd Person P.O.V•

"ARRRRGHHHHH!!!" Y/N screamed.
"WHY THE HELL ARE THE MAIN INGREDIENTS SO HIGH UP IN THIS FREAKING CUPBOARD?!" She screamed again, trying her best to jump up and reach the missing ingredients.
"Pebble... you okay?..." Kirishima said, walking in and up to her.
She turned round and puffed out her cheeks.
"I can't rreeeeaaaach!!! WHY IS EVERYONE IN THIS FREAKING CLASS SO TALL- minus Mineta but that's besides the point!" She wailed, kicking the bottom cupboards.
"Y- you know you could ask for help- right?... like I'm here to help you." He said, calmly pulling her into his chest.
"Hmph!" She sighed.
Then Kirishima giggled, turning and grabbing the rest of the ingredients and handing them down to Y/N.
"My small pebble~" he chuckled.
She shot him a glare, causing him to raise his hands and back away slowly, a smug smile still slapped across his face.
"What you making them, Pebble?"
"Uhhh— a cake... I think... I don't know! I haven't decided yet." She said, looking up at her boyfriend.
"Oh god, this is gonna go well then, isn't it?" He giggled again.
Y/N scrunched her face up, and flicked a pinch of flour at him.
"Haha. Hey!"
Y/N stuck her tongue out and spun around to start making the cupcakes (I'm sorry if you don't like them, it's the first thing that came to mind, if you want you can change it :)).
"Heeeey! What's gotten you in a mood." He said, calming down from his laughing fit.
"I'm not in a mood." Y/N replied bluntly.
"Tch, Please, Y/N. If you're gonna lie, make it believable and make sure the person you're lying to isn't me... I know when you're lying." He said.
Y/N stayed silent, almost acting as if she ignored him.
Kirishima got up, and walked over to Y/N. He towered behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and leaning down to her ear.
"Peeeebbleeee~ whats wroooonnnggg~ is it because you were too small to reach the ingredients from the top cupboard?~" he whispered in her ear.
"No! I already told you I'm not in a mood! I'm just trying to make these bloody cupcakes! Now can you bug off?" She said, trying to swat his hands away.
He stood upright, slyly placed his hand on a pile of flour, raised his hand and clapped them together, making a small amount flour get on Y/N.
"KIRI?!! WHAT THE HELL!!?! DUDE IM TRYING TO DO THIS BLOODY BAKING THINGY!! I DONT NEED FLOUR BEING POURED ON MEEEE!!" She screeched.
"You started ittt. Plus, you haven't even said anything to meeee!!! Not, 'Hey, Kiri!', 'Hey, Kiri, I'm baking and I can't reach the rest of the things, can you help?'. Heck, you haven't even given me a hug!" He whined.
"Your point is?-" she sighed, turning around to face him.
"My point is, Sato is normally the chef. You're normally the one who I cuddle! Meaning I want cuddddlllleeeesss!!! Pleeeaaaaaasssseeee!!!!" He begged.
Y/N huffed and averted her eyes from him, turning back to continue her... 'baking' attempt.
Kirishima huffed.

He picked Y/N up and sat her on the kitchen side, putting one of his arms either side of her on the counter.
"Kiri, I'm bu-"
"Ouuuu, Kiri, I'm busy! I'm so small and I'm having a temper tantrum because of that reason!... -" He started, mocking Y/N. "Yeah, Yeah, Y/N. I know. You've said it like four times. Buuuuuut, I don't care. I want cuddles and you need to get out the kitchen. Wherever you bake or cook you have temper tantrums if you can't do something."
"No I don't!" She argued.
"Yes, Y/N, yes you do. You're stubborn-"
"I am Not!"
"Thank you for helping me prove my point. Now let's go." He said, picking Y/N up and carrying her up to his room.
He opened the door and walked over to his bed, putting Y/N down and then getting in next to her.
"Do you know how annoying you can't be, Kiri?" She sighed, cuddling him.
"Yyyup! But, you don't know how much I love your stubborn self!" He said, with his signature smile.
(YOU ALL KNOW THAT SMILE!! It makes my heart melt just thinking about itttt)
Y/N huffed, Kiri chuckled.

"I love you, My Pebble." He said, kissing Y/N.
"I love you too, you attention seeking five year old." She giggled, returning the kiss.

"OI!!! SHITTY HAIR!!! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" A familiar voice boomed, banging on the door, making it look as though the door was about to come off its hinges.
"Okay, okay, Bakubro... calm down." He sighed.
Y/N chuckled, as Kiri hauled himself off the bed.
"Are you sure you and him aren't related, Y/N?" He asked, pointing towards the door.
Y/N just giggled more and shook her head.
"Ah, what can I do for you today Bakub-"
"GET YOUR DAMN GIRLFRIEND DOWNSTAIRS AND GET HER TO CLEAN UP THE GOD DAMN KITCHEN!!!"
"Oh yeah, that was my fault... I took her away." He giggled.
"I DONT GIVE A DAMN!"
"Jesus, Bakugou. Don't be so grouchy towards mine and Kirishimas relationship just because you're a lonely, rude child." Y/N sighed, pushing past Kiri and Bakugou.
The two of them watched her walk down the hall to the stairs.
Bakugou had his mouth agape, while Kiri had a hand over his mouth, trying to prevent his laughter.
"WHATS SO FUNNY?!" He bellowed, walking down the hall, Kirishima at his side, Y/N was a few steps ahead of them.
"N- Nothing!" He stammered, still trying to prevent his laugh.
"He's laughing at the fact that I'm smaller then you but I'm always right. Maybe if you'd stop yelling from time to time, you might be able to learn a thing or two and actually get a girlfriend... or boyfriend..." Y/N suggested.
"HEY!!! IM NOT GAY DUMBASS!!"
"Well you seemed to get even more loud when you found out about me and Kiri... so I just assumed you was jealous." She shrugged with a smile.
"WHY YOU LITTLE!" He growled, sparks igniting from his hands.
"AHHH! KIRI!!! HELP!" She squealed, running and hiding behind Kirishima.
He chuckled;
"Okay, Bakubro. Enough scaring her."
The three of them walked downstairs.
"The nerd was in shitty hairs room." Bakugou growled, trudging into the kitchen with his hands in his pockets.
The rest of 1A was in the kitchen, just talking among themselves.
"WHAT?! HOW COMES SHES ALOWED IN HIS ROOM?!" Mineta shrieked, jumping up and pointing towards the young couple.
"Because my boyfriend is not a pervert. Now shut it before I use you to wipe up the mess on the counter." Y/N said, shooting a glare at Mineta.
The rest of 1A giggled- Minus Bakugou because he's a grumpy lil shite :)-

"What was you trying to do? Make hell appear in the kitchen?" Satou asked.
Kiris eyes widened with fear as he frantically waved his arms around, trying to get Satou to stay quiet.
Y/N slowly spun round on her heels.
"What was that, Satou?." She asked, edging closer to him.
"Uhhh... n- nothing... y-Y/N... you might be hearing things... I didn't Say anything." He stammered, looking away, refusing to meet the E/C orbs of Y/N.
"Oh, so now you're calling me mad?." She said, still edging towards him.
The whole of 1A was silent and watching what was unfolding infront of them.
"N- no.. I- I... n-No, Y/N!" He stammered again.
Y/Ns face was a few inches away from his.
She giggled:
"Jesus, calm down, Satou. I was joking." She spun back around and walked over to the kitchen side to clean up.
He let out a sigh of relief, along with the rest of the class who were practically holding their breaths.
No one saw Y/N take off her slipper and launch it at Satou, hitting him in the chest, making him wince at the sudden connection.
"But that's what you get for trying to be cocky. I'm no good at baking or cooking when I'm stressing, we all know that." She said, tiding up.
The rest of the class chuckled at her good aim.

They spent the rest of the night just messing around, playing games and ye :).

The End
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