MHA oneshots

One of a Kind

Magic wheel said Magne.

So Magne it is (I really gotta stop spinning it just so I could get Aizawa. Cuz I know y'all don't wanna be reading just him)

(Song name::: Infrunami--- Steve Lacy)

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Magne was an.... Interesting person to say the least. Her depictions of society were a bit skewed as well as her brutality towards them.

You were nothing more than a cafe baker, lovingly taking good care of your customers. You didn't have a quirk (you honestly don't know if it made your life harder or easier just from not having one.) She didn't come by often, but when she did, she was the sweetest woman you've ever met.

To you, of course. Not much to those around the shop, especially if there were people giving her side eyes with the way she conducts herself.

"The hell you're looking at, asshole?! Got something to say? Say it to my face!"

You'd scramble out of the kitchen, quickly diffusing the situation.

You loved her. You really did, but sometimes she was a bit too much to handle. Her personality was very loud while you were more of the meek type. Keeping your head down to the point your nose would be in the meals.

Yet.... When it was closing time...

You were stuck in the back, pipping frosting into some of the treats for tomorrow. You'll be at it all night if you didn't pick up the pace. You yawn, covering your mouth as you stepped away for a second.

"Y/N?" You hear someone call out. You wave, unable to speak for a moment until the yawn passed.

"Hey, Magne. In here." She walks to the doorway of your kitchen, stopping for a second to observe. You could see she was interested in what you were doing, afraid to ask if she could help.

"C'mere. You could help out."

You could see her nose scrunch a bit in disgust. How dare you ask her for help? What kind of loser question is that?

She thinks, mentally scolding herself by how lopsided a whipped cream swirl looked compared to your pristine one.

"Ah- here. Let me show you."

You whisper, hands tracing up her large hands down the pipping tube of frosting.

Soft, your hands were very soft. Especially with how laborious your job was. It's still held that warm and suppliness that she seemed to enjoy. Why hasn't she said anything? Has she said anything? She needs to say something. Say something-.

"Oh. I uh... Thank you. I'll..."

Then, you giggle. One of the most etheral sounds that she's ever heard. It made her heart jump a bit. You found her amusing, fun to be around. Magne's never felt... Wanted like this. Needed, absolutely. But, wanted....

Her cheeks redden, readjusting her glasses nervously as you taught her how to make the most prettiest swirl she's ever seen.

"Hey, you're a natural, Magne. Would you look at that." You praise, returning back to your station to continue your side of the load. Magne stared at you for a while, stuck between asking you to stay or minding her business.

"Y/N?"

"Yes, love?"

You say it to everyone. You say it to everyone. You say it to everyone...

"Can I uh... Ask you a question?"

"Of course, I don't mind. I quite enjoy your little questions. Helps me not think about work."

God, her heart was going so fast, she was seeing doubles. Why'd she have to realize her feelings now? Feelings? What... Feelings? She didn't have feelings for you. Dabi was one thing but, you?

"Did you want to be a baker? Or... Whatever you do?"

You turn to her briefly, impressed that her decorating skills (because if I say piping skills, God forbid) were becoming better with each attempt.

"I... Uh. I didn't."

"You didn't?"

You shake your head, leaning up to grab some confectioners sugar to gently sprinkle on the now finished pastries.

"Not for a while, at least. Sometimes, your path just takes you somewhere unexpected. Like how it... Led me to you."

You were going to kill her. You're trying to kill her. Magne had already attempted scolding herself for even feeling her heart race, but now she wasn't sure.

"What?" Magne didn't mean for it to come out aggressively, but all you did was smile and answer her question.

"You're a good person. I like having you around. You make me laugh, help me relax. It's nice to be able to do that every once in a while with someone you care about, no?"

There it was. The final nail in her coffin. Magne liked you, a lot. And she didn't know how to tell you. She drones for a second, humming loudly as she tries to find something to do. Anything, she searched your countertop. Like a spoon or fork or a plate or a-

"Hey, relax, okay?"

Your touch sends flutters down her spine, causing her to slow look down at you.

"It's just us."

It's just us.

She smiles a bit, looking down at your much smaller frame. The way you looked up at her with so much warmth and tenderness...

"...okay."

You decorate in silence, shoulders occasionally brushing each other. She didn't mind the closeness. She adored it, let herself soak in your presence. It made her feel... Whole. Alive. Complete.

"Here." Magne stands by the back door, watching as you place a bag of sugary sweets into her hands.

"Take these. I want you to have them."

Her heart fluttered so gently, nodding without a single word falling from her lips. You smile and wave your goodbyes before closing the door.

She pauses, letting go a breath she didn't realize she was holding before digging into the bag again.

Magne will tell you. Maybe. She wasn't sure. But, as long as you allowed her to stay right here... By your side... She wouldn't mind it one bit.

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Lord have mercy. Sorry for dipping as long as I did. They got your girl slaving (they lucky it ain't February) 5 days a week now. But here y'all go. Request are very much still open, let me know on the very first chapter I posted :)