MHA x Reader

Birthday Present P-2

Today is (y/n)'s birthday. I can't even look her in the eye at breakfast, not after last night. I curse myself for thinking of in that way. She means so much to mean. She is always so sweet. She doesn't deserve someone thinking of her like she is... is... well it doesn't matter. I shake the thoughts from my head and try to focus on the conversation in front of me. 

"We can't just NOT throw you a birthday party!" Mina cries. A few others agree with Mina.

"Guys. Really, I'm fine. I don't need a party," (y/n) says. She has always been like this, never wanting to cause others trouble. Even if it really isn't trouble at all. 

"I think you should have a party. It would be a lot of fun," I mutter. (y/n)'s eyes widen. 

"Really? I didn't take you for the party type, Fumikage," she breathes. I nearly choke on my breakfast. I didn't think she would hear me. I clear my throat. 

"Sure. You have worked so hard to do kind things for all of us. Let us do something nice for you," I say. She smiles at me. It's a warm smile that could make the sun look like a table lamp. 

"Alright. You convinced me.  As long as you will be there," she beams. I nod my head. How could I miss it?

~Time skip~

The final bell rings and students begin filing out of the doors. I grab my stuff and follow Shoji out of the school. "Did Mina give you your assignment for (y/n)'s party?" he asks. I shake my head. 

"Didn't know we had assignments," I reply. 

"I'm on decorating, Jirou is the dj, and Sato is making a cake. Those are the jobs I know of." I nod absent mindedly. If (y/n) is having a party, I can give her my gift then. It should be less awkward if other get her gifts too and I'm not singled out. This could work. 

As we get to the dorm, I see Sato carrying baking ingredients. "Hey, Shoji. Hi, Tokoyami," he calls, "there are decorations in the commons if you want to start setting those up." Shoji and I head to commons to start setting up. 

"Happy birthday, dear (y/n). Happy birthday to you!" Everyone cheers as she blows out the candles on her cake. Mina grips her shoulders and snaps a selfie. 

"Okay, okay. Here, (y/n). I got this for you," Momo says, shoving Mina away. (y/n) smiles. 

"Thanks but you really didn't have to," (y/n) says. 

"I know. But I wanted to. You are my best friend." (y/n) tears the wrapping paper. Underneath is beautiful red crystal necklace. I swallow hard. Would she even like my present now? After getting something so expensive, my present looks like trash. 

"Thank you, Momo. It's gorgeous," (y/n) gasps. 

"Alright. My turn. Here you go!" Mina hands her another present. This gift is a hoodie with her favorite hero on it. The next gift is a handmade key chain. After a moment, I stop paying attention. I knew this was a bad idea. I turn around and head toward the elevators. I can hear (y/n) thanking someone for the present. 

"Tokoyami? Where are going?" I hear (y/n) call. 

"Oh. I'm just a bit tired. I'm going to head to bed," I call over my shoulder. 

"Without giving her the present you got her?" Shoji asks. Dammit. I turn around. (y/n) is walking over to me. 

"You got me a present?" she asks quietly. I nod, taking the package from behind my back. I hesitate for a moment before handing her the small box. 

She gently opens the lid, gasping in surprise. "I... I've been wanting these. How did you know?"

"I saw you looking at them when we were at Spencer's. Kinda figured you wanted them. They would look good on you."

At this, (y/n)'s mouth drops open. She stares at me for a moment before smirking.

"Yami? Do you even know what these are?"

"Earrings? That the section I found them in."

(y/n) bursts out in laughter. She doubles over. 

"What is so funny?" Mina asks. The crowd has drifted over to us. (Y/n) looks up at me with tears spilling from her eyes. She begins to compose herself. 

"Yami, these are studs for nipple peircings." 

The blood drains from my face. I bought my crush... . Denki punches my arm. "Nice one!" he cheers. Sero and Kirishima smirk at me. 

"No, no. I didn't... I never knew that..." I stutter. I sigh, giving up on explaining myself. 

"Hey, Yami," (y/n) beckons me closer . Her lips brush my ear as she whispers to me. "I'll still let you see me in them if you want."

My heart is beating out of my chest. I nod my head slowly, dazed. She smiles and pulls me to the elavator. 

"Thank you for the party. I'll be back in a minute," she calls to the rest of the class as the doors close. In what feels like a nanosecond, we are in front of (y/n)'s dorm room. 

(Part 3?)