bnha scenarios

usagiyama rumi | ☁

prompt: mirko is scary so she makes hawks set her up. highschool au !! (kinda connected to the dabi high school au one lol) [1/2]
category: fluff
character: bunny babe who could fix my chronic migraines w her thighs
word count: 917
requested by: Layodou

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"OKAY, YOU MANAGED TO GET HIM A GIRLFRIEND,"

The white-haired female said sternly, pointing towards Dabi in the distance. He had a small smile on his face, arm around his girlfriend's shoulders as the two turned the corner and disappeared from their line of sight. "So, I expect you to get me one too." Keigo blinked at her momentarily before speaking.

"You're Lebanese?"

"Lesbian, dumbass!"

She smacked him upside the head and he hissed, rubbing the back of his head. "Fine, fine. Is there anyone you have an eye on?" Now, Keigo had seen many things. He had seen Dabi nearly fall off a building, nearly fallen off a building himself, and had also seen Mirko attack a McDonald's after being told the McFlurry machine wasn't working.

Now, he had seen her blush. A light pink dusted her cheeks and she looked away. "Her," The girl didn't point to her directly, but Keigo followed his gaze, eyes widening at the sight of the student council president. He was barely able to say anything at first, jaw falling slack. Out of everyone, her?!

There was a slight issue to all of this. One, Keigo didn't exactly have the best standing with L/n Y/n. Although he was the school's pride and joy when it came to beauty and confidence, he was also known for his slight mischief. He had also tried flirting with Y/n before and that never turned out well.

Another thing was that Mirko was practically carrying the school when it came to anything sports-like and with those reckless practices came with broken windows, injuries, and some lost equipment. So, neither of them were the best people in Y/n's eyes. "Oh, wow! Look at the time!" Keigo attempted to escape, yelping when Mirko grasped the back of his shirt.

"Nope, coward. You're going to set me up with her."

"Why don't you ask her yourself?!"

"Shut up, go set me up!"

He didn't get to object, Mirko suddenly shoving him forward. By the time he looked over his shoulder, she was gone and he was left standing in the middle of the hall. His eyes darted to the student council president, her eyes narrowed towards the male. She cleared her throat, "You're blocking everyone else from going to their respective classes, Keigo."

Her words were cold and direct, making him harshly swallow and press himself against one of the walls of the hallway. She smiled slightly at that before nodding, her long legs taking her down the hall. Keigo scrambled to keep up, stuttering. "H-Hey. . . bestie," He awkwardly mumbled, watching as she turned to meet his gaze, glaring at him.

"I don't recall us being friends."

"W-What do you mean? I cause trouble and you scold me; we're totally best friends!"

" . . . right. Anyway, what do you want?" Y/n raised a brow at him, pulling her clipboard closer to her chest. Keigo sighed and rubbed the nape of his neck, smiling boyishly. "I have a question," She nodded at him, urging him to go on as she continued walking down the hall. "Would you prefer a male or female version of me?"

Y/n blinked momentarily before answering him. "Female," Keigo's eyes lit up and a small grin shaped his lips. She stared at him once more, shaking her head diligently. "Only because I wouldn't have to deal with high-pitched girl screams every time you went to the locker. At this point, your fangirls make my eardrums want to die." She said bluntly.

All the happiness drained from his face and he attempted another strategy. "Okay, you hate me, right?" It didn't even take her a moment's hesitance to answer him, nodding curtly again. He frowned slightly at that, but brushed it off. "Here's the deal. I get to set you up with someone of my choosing—"

"—no."

Y/n started walking again, her pace quickening as he attempted to keep up again. "Hold on, hold on! You didn't let me finish!" Her brows furrowed at that and she turned on her heel, her face nearly smacking into Keigo's as he swiftly came to a running stop. She massaged her temple, clearly annoyed.

"If it's something stupid, I'm going to write you up for disrupting behavior."

Keigo sighed, taking the plunge anyway.

"In turn, you can pair me up with anyone you want."

"Like a blind date?"

"Like a blind date."

Y/n smiled slyly, "Noted. I'll take you up on your offer then, but the date can only last an hour. I have things to do." Keigo raised a brow at that but nodded reluctantly anyway, glad that he had scored a date for his friend in the first place. She scribbled something down before passing it over to Keigo, "This is my address; you bring the person and you'll spend the hour at my house with mine."

He was a bit confused by that odd request, but went with it anyway. Taking the paper, he shoved it in his pocket and watched her disappear down the hall. The blond waited a second before dashing down the hallway, yelling out his friend's name. A triumphant grin was on his lips. "MIRKO! MIRKO! I SCORED YOU THE DATE!"