Snow Capped Hearts- A My Hero Academia Fanfiction (Iida x OC)

A Visit To The Matchmaker

I never thought I'd be so excited to go back to school. Oh wow, Jeanist really fucked me up. As I pull my school shoes from my locker, I remember the promise I made to Bakugo during our internship. I need to talk to Kiri. Would he be here this early? One way to find out. 

It's all I have to not sprint up the stairs. I shouldn't be so excited about this, but what if Kiri likes Bakugo back? Maybe it would give him a reason to stop blowing everything up. 

I pull open the classroom door and find Kiri sitting at his desk. No one else is here yet.

"Kiri, I actually wanted to talk to you!" I run up to my red-haired friend. 

"Hey, Cooke! How was your internship?" He smiles wide. "You were with Bakugo, right?" 

"Yeah, I was." I sit on his desk. 

"Aw, man, that would have been so cool!"

"You were with Fourth Kind, right? How was that?"

"Would have been better if I didn't spend the entire time getting punched." He rubs his head.

"Oh, no! Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I got a hard head." 

I laugh, remembering his quirk. "I know." 

"I feel really bad, I told Bakugo I'd text him as much as I could at our internships, but Fourth Kind kept yelling at me whenever I had my phone out." 

That sounds promising. "Why were you texting him? He's not really the type to make friends."

"Nah, he's not, but after the Sports Festival, he and I started talking more and he's actually cool. I just like talking to him." Kiri blushes a little. "Kind of like you and the Class Rep, you know?" 

Oh my god, they're both dumb. Further than that, am I really that obvious with Tenya? 

"Don't go telling Bakugo about that though, okay? He might not react well if he knew I liked him like that." 

"I won't. I promise." 

We continue chatting for a while before Sero shows up, joining the conversation.

Bakugo walks in. His hair is still flattened the way Jeanist styled it. Kiri, Sero, and I start laughing. 

"Holy crap!" Kiri clutches at his side. "What the heck, Bakugo?"

"Stop laughing!" Bakugo's voice is strained as he tries to keep himself from yelling. "My hair's gotten used to this and I can't get it back the right way. Did you not hear me? I'll kill all three of you!" 

"I'd like to see you try Pretty Boy!" Sero teases. 

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?" 

We only laugh harder. Bakugo grumbles and walks to his seat. 

"Cooke, where was your internship?" Sero asks, wiping tears from their eyes. 

"Same as Bakugo." I lean forward on the desk and kick my legs a little bit. 

"How come your hair isn't all fancy then?" 

"Because I took a brush to it for an hour once I got home. Used almost all of my shampoo and conditioner to get all the hairspray out. I could have rivaled Kiri with how hard my fucking hair was." 

"Do you have a picture?" Kiri asks. 

"I do, but it's getting locked away in a super secret vault where no one can see it ever." I wave my phone in front of them. 

"I bet Class Rep's seen it." Sero sing-songs. 

I playfully smack their arm. "What's it to you if he did?"