Two to One (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader x Izuku Midoriya)

Chapter 11: Mold

"Since when were you were a Deku fan?"

(Y/n) played off her smile by letting out a pointed laugh, tossing a dirty rag into a bin before getting a clean one. She wore a Deku t-shirt that she bought over the weekend to work today instead of her usual café shirt, and it made Hana's head turn as soon as she noticed. (Y/n) shrugged.

"Just trying something new, I guess," she turned away to hide her smile, leaning forward to straighten a pastry in the display case. Hana grinned.

"I'm gonna tell Daddy Shoto that you're cheating on him."

(Y/n) giggled and rolled her eyes. "Please tell him. Can you also tell him to stop leaving his underwear on the floor of my apartment? I'm really tired of picking it up every morning."

Hana's nose wrinkled. "Ew. No. That's your job. I'm just going to rat you out so he can leave you for me."

(Y/n) laughed, making her way to the register as their first customer of the day entered the café.

(Y/n) hadn't been around Izuku and Katsuki since their hiking trip. She talked to Izuku less and didn't talk to Katsuki at all, intrinsically deciding she needed space from the both of them. Katsuki actually texted her outside of the groupchat last night asking if she wanted food delivered to her apartment, but she declined. The sight of his fist colliding with the side of Izuku's face crept into her mind each time she debated contacting either of them; the entire altercation left a bad taste in her mouth.

Maybe some space would be good for the three of them. Before the hiking trip, they were having sleepovers almost every night. It's no wonder Katsuki was growing tenser by the second.

As (Y/n) became comfortable with the idea of going ghost for a little while longer, the bell hanging over the café door chimed, announcing the second customer of the day. She was bending down behind the counter, making sure everything was stocked, but she noticed Hana stiffen beside her. (Y/n) shot up, assuming their manager just walked in, but she hit her head on the corner of the countertop.

"Ah! Shi–!" Her hand flew to her head as she winced, but she froze as she looked up, coming face to face with Deku in his hero costume.

She immediately straightened, and she couldn't help the grin that beamed on her face. She bit her lip to dim it down. Still, with the distance she put between them, seeing his face in person again – especially in his hero suit – made (Y/n) almost forget why she wanted to avoid him.

Izuku adjusted the mouth guard that hung around his neck as his gaze flickered between her face and her Deku t-shirt, lingering there for a few seconds each time. At first, (Y/n) filled with pride and anticipation. Look, I finally bought some of your merch! No need to bug me about it anymore! That is, until she saw Izuku's face slightly – ever so slightly – fall into a frown as his lip tightened.

(Y/n)'s excitement plummeted, and she examined his body language carefully, analyzing him within seconds. As he met her eye once more, his brow furrowed vaguely, and he gave her a closed-lipped smile. (Y/n)'s stomach dropped further.

"Hi, Mr. Deku!" Hana was eager to make conversation this time around. The only other customer in the café peered up from his newspaper, eyes widened as he spotted the Number One Hero. Since when did he get coffee here?

As trivial as Izuku's irritation was, it seemingly vanished as quickly as it arose when he turned to greet Hana, giving her the signature Deku smile seen in interviews.

"Hey there!"

(Y/n) shook it off. Maybe she was just imagining things.

"What, um," (Y/n) took a breath, "What can I get started for you this morning... Deku?"