QUIRKY! Vol. 2 (MHAxReader)

S3 Part 9 - It's My Right To Be Hellish...

"Stay back!"

You grabbed another dirty plate and held it above your head. The face starring at you from the floor started laughing, and then disappeared.

He didn't leave behind any sign that he'd been there; simply vanished. Maybe your headache was something more severe. You set the plate down, shook your head, and rubbed your closed eyeballs, "Okay... I'm going crazy." As soon as you took a step back, you hit something solid, but the wall should not have been there.

You whipped your head around and saw that the same face had reappeared, except this time it was attached to a tall and very muscular body. He had the hair of a blond Elvis and a happy, go-lucky smile.

"Now, did you say 'stay back' or 'stay on your back'?" He asked, "My hearing is terrible!"

You sprang forward and planned to grab him or hold him against the table so you could get answers out of him, but your fist went through his body.

"Woah! You're quick," he said. You fell forward slightly until your entire body phased through him. He was a ghost - or had a really freaky quirk!

It was then you realized the shirt he wore, along with his pants, fell loosely off of his body. Every muscle - emphasis on every - became exposed.

".... EEEEEEEEE?!" You shielded your face and ran, "Aizawa there's a streaker in our dorms!"

You made a beeline for the front door, but the blond, naked guy leaped out from the floor right in front of you. He materialized and guarded the door, laughing hysterically as he did so.

"Wait! Wait, wait," he clutched his stomach, "If you run out screaming that things could get really awkward!"

You gaped at him, "Awkward?! You're NAKED!"

"I know - bummer, right?" He struggled to slide his pants back up, "Just a minor setback with my quirk."

"Who are you?" You demanded, "And what are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry! It was rude of me to invite myself in. I'm Mirio Togata! I'm from Nighteye's agency - and I'm heeeeerrrrrreeee..." He paused for dramatic effect, "For YOU, (Y/N)!"

Mirio shot you with a pair of finger guns. You couldn't decide between laughing and being disturbed, so the sound you made came out as a shallow snort.

"You smiled - does that mean I'm off the hook?" He asked.

You were still suspicious but you went back to the kitchen to grab his shirt, "I guess... but I don't think I can talk to you seriously until this is back on." You caught yourself eyeing his ridiculously chiseled chest.

"You got it!" He threw the shirt on over his head and awaited your approval.

"Sorry I tried to hit you... So, Nighteye, huh?"

"Yeah! Sir is a good man. He seems to like you too, which is a pretty big compliment. He's picky."

"He does?" You tried to remember anything that would get him to form a positive opinion of you.

Mirio nodded, "For sure! Guess he thinks you're funny. Sir loves a good laugh. Anyway, don't worry about trying to clock me earlier. I'm just glad you're the fiery type! This'll make training a lot more fun."

"Mirio... what's your hero name?" You asked.

"Lemillion!"

Now, the pieces were coming together! Funny that you ran into Tamaki just yesterday. Mirio was also an alumni from UA, and you felt horrible for not recognizing his very familiar face.