Boku No Hero Academia | BNHA | G U I D E • Izuku × Reader

8• Tension

Train to Busan, a slightly old Korean horror movie that a friend recommended her was playing now on the screen, the tension building up with the progressive appearance of infected people turning into zombies and making them laugh whenever Izuku or her jerked with fright on the jumpscare scenes and without even noticing, they ended up pressed up tight one against the other in a cuddle-like position as if the more scared they got, the closer and the tighter they would hug each other. The scares were not as dramatic for them to actually yell but the suspense scenes certainly made them shrink back into the couch, (y/n) using her hand to halfway cover her eyes whenever the tension was too much to bear.

They seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the movie and unlike what she thought would happen, they were actually invested in the plot until the very end of the film when they could finally exhale in relief.

" That was intense. "

" It really was, I hadn't watched any Korean movies until now. "

" Me neither but that was really good. "

A hum of agreement came rumbling up Midoriya's throat and when they apparently had no more comments to make, that was when awkwardness began to set in.

" Do you want to watch another one ? "

" S-sure ! " His answer was a stutter, trying to avoid any uncomfortable situations.

" Alright ! Where did I leave the remote control ? We can go to the Korean movies category on Netflix to see if they have any similar ones. " Yet as she spoke, the green-haired one couldn't really keep track of what she was saying because after asking about the remote control, she was crawling across his lap to try and reach said object from the table by the couch, hence having her body on all fours, knees on one side of him and her hands on the other side where he could get a good view of the arch of her back and curve of her rear.

Midoriya felt silent, lips parting as if to try and respond but his gaze was glued to the shape of her body and how it made him feel inside. Was... Was she doing this on purpose ? Or was he just being a pervert ? Before he could try and analyze the situation, she stretched her body further because the remote control was too far away, thus dropping her hips over his lap, her ass presented to him in a way that caused an instant reaction on him.

It would be an understatement to say that his face was bright red, a stop traffic light would be nothing compared to the color painted on his cheeks. Hands were lifted mid-air, awkwardly unsure what to do with them but he definitely didn't want to touch her without permission. What if she was just reaching for the remote control and he was being a pervert misunderstanding things and getting a hard-on as a result of it !?

Now he was just begging his own body to calm down enough to get rid of his impromptu erection but the way she was shifting and pressing down on him were absolutely not helping at all but when she retreated to her former position once she got a hold on the remote, he instantly bunched up the blankets on his lap to discreetly cover his crotch.

" Izuku ? What's wrong ? " But of course her innocent tone was as fake as a wig, the little she-devil had done everything perfectly calculated and she... Kind of felt guilty upon seeing his embarrassed expression.

What should he do now ? Should he excuse himself to the bathroom or should he leave her apartment all together ? Perhaps coming up with something like... Needing to look for something in the agency or pretending to receive a call...

Yet, while the green-haired one pondered to himself, he was suddenly yanked out of his thoughts by the weight of her hips suddenly resting on his lap but this time straddling him and he nearly choked on air due to the unexpected action. She felt warm, pressing her chest against his, curling arms around his neck and her breath fanning his lips. She was way too close to his crotch and the position made him think that perhaps she had done this purposefully.

No shit, Sherlock.

" Is it okay if I kiss you in this position ? " Her lips were brushing onto his with every word, sending electricity down his spine and finding himself out of words, he simply nodded in agreement, finally letting his hands rest on her hips, the same ones she scooted closer to his and made his breath hitch in his throat.

It was undeniable that she was leading the kiss, being the one to initiate it, the one to pry her tongue past his lips and eagerly lap at the pinkish muscle in kittenish licks that made his body burn with arousal. She was unbelievably sensual with every move of her lips, tongue, her hands cupping his cheeks and brushing back to his mane of messy hair, feeling her nails dragging over his scalp.

This... This will be his first time.

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Author's note: are you guys excited for the next chapter ?