I (don't) remember you: Sero x FemReader POVs

pov: in over your head with Sero

pov: in over your head with Sero

genre: fluff/ angst

Well, I have called you darlin' and I'll say it again, again
-Danielle Bradbery & PUBLIC

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Ever since that first kiss between you and Hanta, a switch has been flipped. Or an engine is in full throttle. The hand holding that used to be discreet as possible. And now, he doesn't even bother hiding it, instead he makes a show of kissing your hands nonchantly that had Bakugou roll his eyes as a greeting every time he sees you and Hanta together.

There's also the frequent sneaking kisses whenever he gets the chance. Like now for example, you and Hanta are studying in the library. You were trying to study while he was just staring at you adoringly. You try to ignore it, pointedly sifting through the pages of your text book but the burning feeling persisted. You glanced up at Sero sitting beside you, his head leaning on his hand while his left hand is inching closer to your right hand.

"Hanta, I'm trying to study."

His grin widened because you're now paying attention to him. "Hey, let's go get a book." He took your arm, pulling you behind the lines of bookshelves.

"Why do you need me to go with you to get a book?"

"Just because."

"Really. I'm just glad you're interested in studying."

"... sorry, I lied."

"Seriously. I should've known."

"I know," he said, turning to you. "Next time, I'll just say, 'cariño, follow me to an inconspicuous corner behind the bookshelves, I want to kiss you.' "

The shot of warmth on your cheeks had you gape at him. He loves catching you off guard.

You pushed your hands deep in your pockets,  so he puts his hand on your elbows. "Next time," he said, "I'll just say, 'cariño, let's find an empty classroom, I'm going to lose my mind if I don't kiss you.' "

You didn't move as he brings his hands to touch your reddened cheeks.

"I'll just say, 'cariño, meet me behind the school building...' "

Hanta laid his thumb on your lips to see if you'd pull away. You didn't. He leaned in. Your lips were soft and warm and he could feel the pulse in your cheek. You were nervous. It steadied him to feel you trembling.

He pulled away before he wanted to. He hadn't done this enough to know how to breathe.

When he pulled away, your eyes were mostly closed. The dust particles sparkled in sunlight, gracing the moment. He wanted to sear this memory, tattoo this in his mind so that the next time he gets hit in the head, he might as well forget his name except you.

Your face dropped after a second, and he let his hands fall to your wrists, pulling out your hands from your pockets so he can lace them with his.

"Okay?" he whispered.
You nodded. He pulled you closer and kissed the top of your head. He tried to find your ear under your hair.

"Cariño," he said. "There's this book ..."

You laughed. He leans in.

Sweet bliss.

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Hanta was making a lot of progress. His memory was returning to him rapidly and you should have been happy about it. But for some reason, you couldn’t bring myself to be happy. You knew you had to break up with him.