a Whole Lotta Smut

was that my name (deku x readet)

Your cheeks burn almost painfully as you run-walk back to your own dorm room, knowing what just happened was going to ruin the next few weeks of existing.

It’d been an accident! A full-on accident, in no way did you intend to do what you’d just done!

You just wanted to grab a few papers from Sero, use his superior note-taking skills to your advantage.
He said you could come to grab them from his dorm room after mealtime, and that’s what you were planning to do when you passed by Midoriya's door.

Hearing your name vaguely from beyond his door, you stopped to investigate, half unsure you even actually heard it.

As you raised your hand to knock, he said it again, on instinct you assumed that he said it to gain your attention.

So you opened the door.

He had an arm slung up over his eyes, stroking away at himself, shirt nowhere in sight, his pants as low as they needed to be and no more.
Stunned, you stood in place, eyes wide as dinner plates and instantly your skin was set alight with a mixture of alarm and shock, unable to move.

That was until he came, his load shooting up and onto his own chest while he bucked up into his fist, exclaiming your whole name with a breathy lilt.

You gasped and he nearly rolled right onto the floor as he scrambled to put himself away, stammering so hard that you didn't understand a single word.

The limit of what you could handle was far breached, turning sharply on your heel and evacuating the scene, your body moving on its own
All the muscles in your body were pulled tight from the embarrassment of the whole situation, that being the only thing that kept you from outright running.

Once back in your own room, door shut firmly and locked, you let yourself freak out.

What! Why! How!
Not at any point did you think he masturbated, much less to you!

Maybe you misheard him? Mind playing tricks on you?
It was wishful thinking at best, you knew full well what you heard, it wasn't mistakable for anything else!

How could you ever face him again? Be in the same room? God forbid, talk to him?

He was such a sweetheart! Dedicated hero-in-training! You’d never even heard him swear!
For most of the time you've known him, he's been nothing but wholesome.

But all the same he was a male teenager, and they tended to be animals when left alone.
The image of him fully enjoying himself was burned into your mind, almost printed on the back of your eyelids.

For the next few days, you did everything to avoid contact with him.

It didn’t prove to be very difficult to keep out of a ten-foot radius of him, you sat across the room from him in every class, and at lunchtime, you just moved tables to sit with your other friends.

However, you couldn’t avoid fate.
Four days into your social distancing, Aizawa decided to cut it short.

Today involved combat training, the setting being the wooded area near the school.
His explanation for the change in scenery was that he wanted to practice some damage control, the main goal was to defeat your opponent with as little damage to the area as possible.