My Hero Academia Oneshots

Dummy (Affectionate) (KamiJirou)

A/N: This is the piece I wrote for and posted on Day 2 of the Kamijirou 2021 mini bang on the second of March. I was really excited about this piece, and I'm glad to finally have it out there as well as I'm sorry it took me so long to post it here. Anyways, since I actually finished this before the KiriBaku fic I posted, that makes both fics my entrance into the bnha writing scene. I hope you guys enjoy my first go at characterizing KamiJirou!
Also, first note, Kaminari and Jirou are very bi and implied to have multiple crushes, but only the two of them get together.
Second note, the accompanying art for this fic is by @/froppy-the-frog on tumblr, so please check out and support her art piece here: https://froppy-the-frog.tumblr.com/post/644594012058206208/my-piece-for-the-kmjr-mini-bang-day-2

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Kaminari looks from side to side, then back down at the hand-drawn map in his hands. “Ugh…” he groans loudly. “Why couldn’t mom go get  the Wor- Worchester... Worshestire… Wore-chest-her-shir sauce...? I’ve never even been there…” he complains.

I never understood why she insists on getting it from this store.

The streets are empty enough at this hour. There are plenty of passersby walking around and vehicles moving up and down the streets, but not so many that traffic is backed up and the streets are packed.

Kaminari stares down at the map in his hands again, as if the pieces in his head will miraculously align and tell him where to go.

Why am I having so much trouble with this?

When he finally looks up from the map again, a head of dark purple hair catches his eye. It’s not an uncommon hair color, but Kaminari can’t help but turn his head to look at the passerby.

The passerby has short, dark purple hair. They’re wearing a dull purple colored t-shirt, a black pleated skirt over black medium fishnet tights, and black boots. They also have a black studded leather choker around their neck, a black studded leather bracelet around their left wrist, and a pastel purple guitar case strapped to their back. However, what really catches Kaminari’s eyes are the earphone jacks protruding from their earlobes, one of which they twist around a finger as they keep their head lowered.

Is… Is that…?

“Uh… Hey!”

The passerby continues to walk away from Kaminari down the sidewalk.

“Jirou!” Kaminari yells, as he begins to run after her.

Jirou neither moves to speed up, nor makes any indication that she can hear Kaminari, but it doesn’t take him long to catch up to her.

Kaminari whips in front of her, and stops her before she tries to move around him. “Hey, wait! Wait!”

Jirou can’t pretend she couldn’t hear Kaminari anymore, so she slowly turns to face him. “What do you want, dummy?”

Kaminari has never been able to tell when Jirou’s anger is serious or just a front, so he decides against teasing her for now, or anything that might anger her.

“Jirou! What’re you doing here?” Kaminari asks.

Jirou points to a music store a couple storefronts away. “Guitar strings.”