MHA my hero Not Another Reverse Harem x Reader

Adrenaline

  With my adrenaline fading, I reach for the throw that's laying over the back of his couch. One cushion fluff later and I am all curled up and comfy.
  "Oh yeah?" He raises an eyebrow, taking a seat on the floor where my feet had been. Now we're about eye level.
  After giggling a bit from his expression, I seriously ask how he feels.
  "Ah, it'll be fine in a couple of days. I don't think it'll even blister." He half turns and checks my hand, faint stitch scars in sight. "This healed quickly."
  "Yeah, thanks to whatever magic stuff the nurse lady used." I look at my hand in his and groan, "Ugh, but that whole thing was so embarrassing!"
  He lets out a small chuckle. "Hey, don't be so hung up on it, we got to talk after all.." He looked away, busying himself with finding the remote. His ears start to redden. "Shall we find something to watch?"

  "How about this?" Shinso asked about a program he found after a few minutes of channel surfing. When I didn't respond, he found me already resting my eyes. I was comfortable and it was fine that it was him who was nearby while I drifted.

  After a while I felt some shuffling by my toes. I look down and find his mess of hair hiding most of his face. He had leaned back using another cushion as a pillow. He's konked out too, hah.
A notification goes off on his phone and we both jump. "They're gonna be a bit longer." He says as he subtly scrolls to read more. "Um. I apologize for Denki.. he's just making stuff up on his own.." I see the red start to creep back into his ears.
  "Oh.. I thought it was funny.." I trail off. Now it's awkward and the air feels heavy with our comments missing their mark. "You have a really good friend." I try to recover. "Should we put on that gel?"

  I remove the bandage and gently spread an even layer. He has such a nice back.. I didn't get to fully appreciate it before. The bandage had helped to avoid irritation against his clothes, so at least it didn't look as angry as it did before. I wave my hand for the gel to dry, my mischievousness sneaking in when I'm tempted to blow. No.. I shouldn't.
  *Blows..*
  He jolted. "That should be good, right? I'll wrap it on again." He fumbles grabbing everything and stands. He's.. hard.
  As nice as it's been while not teasing him, it's just too fun. "Shinso.." I call while following him into the bathroom. He had just dropped everything on the counter and was trying to organize it. "Did I make you hard?" I look over his shoulder into his reflection in the mirror.
  He pulls his shirt down. "I'm so-".. 'sorry' feels too hollow.
  I hug him from behind, and watch my hand in the mirror as I trace his waistband. When our eyes meet, I hide my face in his back. He's rigid but slowly turns around in my hold. "I'm going to wait here while this settles down. You're not obligated to respond. At all."

"Obligated?" I frown, but still don't look up. He had hunched a bit so his hardness wouldn't rub against me. I slowly meet his eyes again, and get closer. "Do you want me to leave?"
He gulps, caught between doing the 'right' thing and going with the flow. "Do you.. like.. me?"
Like? The word hung foolishly in my ears. How.. sensible.
He gently put distance between us. I did little more than blink. It was the first real pang of 'I need to be careful', 'I could hurt him.' I don't want to hurt him..
He smiled gracefully. "Hey. Sorry for the elementary question. Look - well, I mean, don't look.. I just mean.. there's no problem anymore." He turned away and left me alone in the bathroom.

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