You and Iida have been dating for three weeks now. Damn. Every day shocked you more and more, but it also made your mind swim in all the questions you wanted to ask him. Was he accepting of those in the LGBTQ+ community? Did he care that you were a part of it? In the future if you were still together would he want to do more intimate kissing or touching? Would he respect your strict boundaries? You were practically drowning in worry and question.And it is not like it was the type of drowning in worry where you eventually swam back up to the surface and everything was resolved. When you stopped repeating the questions all you felt was guilt. Guilty that you couldn't 100 percent be content and care free unless this was resolved. But the problem with you is that you hate bringing up important conversations fearing rejection or disgust. You figured from Iida's demeanor that he would have no problem with it, but you can never really know with any person.
That was the reason you sat on Bakugou's bed, nervous as hell because you hate keeping things from people. Bakugou didn't give two shits when you told him, which you appreciated his accept-it-and-ask-questions-later attitude. Mina and Denki were busy with Kirishima in the common room, so confiding in them was not an option. Izuku was available but you haven't told him yet and didn't want sweet words. You wanted "don't be stupid" or "you have got to be kidding me" words of encouragement — you know, to whip you into shape. Bakugou was the perfect candidate and because of his relationship with Kirishima you practically hit the jacket pot with a supportive jackass of a guy. Just what you need.
"So you don't like lovey dovey shit." Bakugou recalled plainly.
"Yeah and no. Like I don't mind hugging or hand holding, or even kissing the cheek or a light peck on the lips. But deep kisses and anything else is a big nay nay for me."
"So nay nay on most lovey dovey things correct?" He reiterated.
"Yes."
"So then what's the issue?"
"How do I tell him?"
"Hey Iida," Bakugou mimicked your voice, "I don't like a lot of touchy touchy stuff. Here are my boundaries: a,b,c...x,y,z. Boom."
You gave Bakugou a glare. "Not helpful."
"It's not a bad thing to not want those things. I'm sure Mr. Perfect wouldn't mind at all."
"Ya but everyone wants something along those lines at some point. What about you and Kirishima? If you don't mind me prying."
"We took our time. We worked our way to what was comfortable for us currently little by little."
"Okay so you guys are not saints. Good to know."
"Oh shut up will you."
"Never."
You and Bakugou left the banter in the save for later chat function in your friendship and continued to talk along the lines of your dilemma. Did it help? Yes and no. In a way your confidence grew a bit talking to Bakugou, but on the other hand you still doubted yourself
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So many thoughts were running through your head. Silly little thoughts you tried to play them off as, but it was not working. Iida had texted you this morning and you only just saw it now. He had asked to meet up and talk... about what he didn't specify. This got your mind running laps and stomach in a tizzy, unsure if it was about taking steps forward or just simple get-to-know-you type of talk.
It made you nauseous and your vision flowed from clear to blotchy and foggy. You hated when people said things that weren't specific because it made your mind wander to places and thoughts that sound bizarre and untrue, but somehow you were convinced it would happen.
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Ace of Hearts - Tenya I. x Reader
FanfictionY/N is the type of girl who speaks her mind, defends others, and always looking for a rule to break. This obviously gets on the nerve of class president Tenya Iida. Does Y/N care, no. Does she break rules for attention... also no. Y/N AND Iida do no...