MHA my hero Not Another Reverse Harem x Reader

I wont blame you

  I feel my phone vibrate.
  Shoto: Design is taking their break for dinner, would you like to join us?
  Ah.. I should go.. I turn to Shinso, who is just now looking at the application I gave him earlier. "Um.. I'm going to go meet some people. Make sure you fill that out, k?"
  "S-sure.." 
  I make a face asking if everything is okay, and watched as he cupped a hand over his nape.
  "There's this crepe truck I saw earlier.. I thought maybe I could treat you.. if you wanted.. for putting up with all this.."
  Mmm, crepes.. "That sounds yummy but I don't need a sorry or thank you crepe. I was the one who asked if you'd use your quirk on me first, and it turns out I was the one hurting myself.. I won't blame you." As I say this, I see life behind usually tired eyes.
"Okay. I'm glad we sort of figured it out, though I'm sorry that it hurt-" He was interrupted when Denki hopped onto his side from literally nowhere.
  "Aw did I miss it?!"
  "The hug or the show?" I retort.
"The sh-" In turn, he's cut off by my raised eyebrow, daring him to finish. "Aww, you tricked me!"
I wave bye to them and head towards the trucks, amused. I'm fine, I feel fine.

  With my own app tucked into my bag, I pick up the pace right in time to bump into something soft. Hah.. what is this, a shoujo manga? I wince before looking up.
  "Oh, gosh! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?!" I'm fussed over by a pair of boobs.
I mean.. I've never seen boobs as big as these in person before. I rub my eyes and try not to stare at them. When I avert my gaze, I find Shoto's. "Oh, hi." I try to get up before he's over to help.
  "You used your injured hand to break the fall.." He gently brushed off specs of dirt from around my bandage.
"I'm okay, thank you.." I use my other hand to dust off my butt.
  "I really am sorry! Are you Shoto's friend? My name is Momo!" She extends her hand tentatively.
This is Momo? "I'm okay, it's my fault for being distracted. Are you okay?" I return the polite concern but couldn't care less for her answer, the edges of my bandage have curled up and refuse to stick back down, much like my attitude at the moment.
  "Do you need a new bandage?" I hear Shoto ask, somehow more concerned with me than with boobs over there.
"I can make one for you!"
Before I could question what she meant, I responded with "It's no big deal, I have extras with me.." I wave one I just located. "So, are we ready for some food?" I train my face for social hour.
Shoto's quizzical look hung on me for a bit before answering. "We were going to start here.." He points at a nearby truck.

"Order anything you'd like. I heard you helped with the flyers, thank you! I really just did not have the time!" Momo exclaimed exhaustedly as she melted into the booth.
There are three of us now and we scored a makeshift booth under the dining tent. There were two other design members but they decided to take food to their other club booths for their friends.
"Are you in other clubs too?" I ask Momo, making small talk. Over the course of the meal, I decide that she's alright, a bit important but genuine enough.
When she ducked out to answer a call, Shoto quietly got closer. "Can I ask about that.. experiment?"
It took me a moment but then I remembered seeing him in the crowd. "Hmm.. Can I tell you later? Do you want to come over after this?"
He seemed a bit surprised. After a gulp, he mustered, "M-my place is closer if you want to come over.. either way.." He shrugs to avoid any sense of pressure.
"Okay, that works."

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