My hero academia PT3 oneshots

Proposal (Maddie)

"WHAT?!?!?!" You flinch back, hardly able to believe the words of your co-worker at a female work party.
"I dare you to do that proposal trend with Suneater."
You are nineteen and work under the Suneater agency, and you are very proud of that. For the longest time; however, you have had a crush on the blue-haired twenty-two-year old. All you are is a girl who does the filing, hardly ever interacting with the pro you like.
"Why? It'd be humiliating."
"No. It'd be funny. Besides. He may actually wanna marry a beauty like you." She wiggles her brows, and you shake your head violently. All the other girls giggle.
"I think," another girls says. "That he'd be too flustered to speak."
In pipes another, "Definitely flustered. By then, may as well drag him to the courthouse with you."
"I don't wanna." You say, putting your head on the table. "He doesn't even know I exist."
"Nonsense!" A girl slams her hands on the table. "I see him staring at you all the time! I mean, I don't think you'd get married on the spot or anything, but it could be a good way to get the two of you together already! If he's not staring at you, you're staring at him; if you're not staring at him, he's staring at you. C'mon, it's best to just get it over with."
"No way. You're seeing wrong. He's probably staring at someone nearby if anything. Or maybe even zoning out-"
"Stop denying it. If you refuse, then you have to pay fort this meal." Looking into. your wallet, you only find enough yen for your meal, and event then, you are pushing it."
"Fine."
Slowly and nervously, you walk up to Suneater who is with his friends Lemillion, Nejire-Chan, Red Riot, and even his mentor, Fatgum. Slowly, you slide into the seat beside him, causing him to stop in the middle of chewing the takoyaki he was eating. Not a good sign... after this, I'm digging a hole and dying in it. Eyes lifted to the ceiling, you hand him a ring, which he grabs with furrowed brows.
"Wha-" Before he can finish his statement, you shove your finger into the ring's hole, and everyone in the cafeteria stops.
"We're engaged now." Everyone at the table gasps.
The first to speak is Red Riot, "Senpai! I didn't know you had a girlfriend." Currently, Suneater is too stunned to even speak, so Lemillion speaks for him.
"I always knew you had a secret girlfriend. There was no way you were single. Now you are getting married and leaving all of us behind and-"
"No." He finally says. "I don't-I barely even know her-"
"Now you're denying her?" Fatgum asks. "Didn't I teach you better than that? You should be responsible"
"But I don't-"
"Tamaki!" Nejire-Chan shouts. "I never thought you were this low." She turns to you. "I'm so sorry. He's a bit of a jerk sometimes, but I hope that it doesn't affect your marriage. Deep, deep down, he really is a good guy, he just needs a bit of work is all."
You go to speak, but before you can, Lemillion does, "Well, I'm the flower girl." He whips his hair, but Nejire-Chan shakes her head.
"I'm obviously the flower girl. I mean, I did win the UA pageant." She flips her hair.
"Ladies, please," Fatgum interrupts. "It's me."
The two mutter, "Fine."
"Can I be best man?" Red Riot grabs Suneater's hands hopefully. "Please?"
"Hey!" Lemillion jumps out of his seat and slams his hands on the table. "I'm the best man. I'm his bestie and I have rights to him-"
"No." Suneater says firmly. "I don't like either of you right now." You hide your face in your hands.
"Guys," you say, getting their attention. "It was a joke. I was forced into this if I didn't wanna be in debt for the rest of my life. You guys are ridiculous." Suneater's face turns redder than a tomato. A joke? So you do not really like him.
To hide his disappointment, he replies, "That's a relief." Standing up, you scratch the back of your neck awkwardly."
"I'm..gonna go now."
"Wait!" Lemillion stands. "So there's no wedding?"
'Well, I don't really see Suneater getting down on one knee." You raise an eyebrow at the blonde. "And I most definitely wouldn't marry without getting to know the guy. This is the first time I've ever talked to him."
Then, you leave, and everyone is disappointed. When you sit at the table with your work friends, they clap at you and even pat your shoulder sympathetically. You were brave.
"So," Lemillion goes now that you are out of earshot. "When are you gonna seriously ask her out?" He puts his forehead on the table.
"When pigs start flying."
"I'll go get Uraraka to help!" Red Riot raises his hand excitedly by his idea.
"When Chargebolt stops being an idiot and Lord Explosion Murder God Dynamite stops being loud and aggressive."
"I appreciate your confidence in them," Red Riot says. "But I don't think that'll happen anytime soon."
"HEY! WAIT A SEC!! WHY WON'T YOU DO IT?!?!?!"
"Because it's scary and I don't wanna."
"Tamaki," Nejire-Chan says. "You gotta have some confidence. I'm sure she'd go out."
"Did you not just see that cruel prank she played on me?"
Fatgum counters, "I bet it's because she liked you. Her friends probably dared her so that she'd make a move."
"No. Nobody actually likes me. I'm just an awkward potato head that happens to fight a bit, but even then, isn't all that good and just blends in with the crowd and then-"
"Are you done yet?"' Lemillion asks, tired. "If you keep lying, lightning will strike, and then she could get hurt."
"That's a cruel joke."
"NO!!I DON'T TRUST YOU!!" Lemillion is dragging Suneater over toward you when everyone is leaving for the day. You turn your head with a raised eyebrow at them. Holding him still and in front of him, right in front of you.
"Hi, it's me, Lemillion, the hero who'll save a million lives, and this is my bestie, Suneater, the hero who can eat even the sun. I was wondering if you wanted a date with him-"
"DON'T LISTEN TO HIM! HE'S LEGALLY CRAZY AND-"
"Shush! Of all the times you could decide to use your voice, you choose right now? No. We're asking Ms. L/n out."
"Er-" What do you even say. "Suneater, do you even wanna go out with me? Or are you being forced against your own will? I won't waste my time on a guy who isn't actually interested."
Lemillion answers in place of his friend, He does, he's just shy. He's been staring at you and then the time you pranked him really bummed him out because he got his hopes up, thinking you actually liked him back." Studying the face of the blue-haired man, you try to find any genuine feelings, though you find mostly fear and embarrassment.
"Lemme hear it from you." You say. "If you say that you're the one who wants this, then I'll go out with you."
"Y-y-you will?"
"Yes. Well?"
"I wanna go out with you." He says it so quietly, but you still hear it.
"Then this Saturday at 3:00. I'll see you then."
Smiling and waving, you run off, and he stares at you. Lemillion pats his shoulder with a look that says, "I told you so."
Saturday comes, and you start getting dressed. What to wear? Hand brushing a white button-up, you pull out the basic piece, feeling that it could be a good option. Basic is good on a first date, right? Not too flashy nor showy, but still nice.
With the button-up, you pair a black pencil skirt and low block heels. To finish off the look, you put your hair up into a high ponytail. Nice enough.
Around 2:55, he knocks on your door, and upon seeing him, you smile. He is handsome in a basic black polo and jeans, so your heart stops for but a moment. His eyes are trained on the ground in nervousness, so you quickly compose yourself.
"Hey," you greet him. "We good to go?"
"I-if you are."
Together, you two walk around, not taking a vehicle. He takes you to the library, though you do not know how he knows that you like books, then he buys you a snack which leads to finally getting ice cream. Dessert in hand, you two sit on a bench awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
"Thanks for taking me out." You finally say. "I've had fun."
"Y-yeah."
"Do you wanna do this again sometime?" He finches a bit.
"D-d- do you?"
That wasn't the question. Slowly, you rest your hand on his shoulder, causing him to shudder. "What do you wanna do?"
"I would love to continue this and even become a real couple, but if you don't want to, then there's no point."
Under his breath, he mutters, "Obviously I want to...you're amazing."
"Thanks!" He jumps, not realizing you heard him.
"Why do you actually hear me when I say embarrassing things?"
"Sorry, I just listen well when I want to. I look forward to future dates, and a possible relationship."
"M-me too."
He walks you home, and at the door, you hug him, having waited to a long time. He is stiff and does not know what to do, so you try to pull back; but at that moment, you find his arms around you so tightly, and his shaky breaths hit your neck like a cold rain. While he seems nervous, you know that he is far too happy in this moment by the beating of his joyous heart. Smiling, you lean onto his chest, which is warm.
"Not to rush" you say quietly." But can I be your girlfriend now? I think.. I- think that it's already clear that our feelings are genuine, and it's worth a shot."
"I-I- uh-"
"Don't feel pressured. If you wanna slow it down, that's fine, too. I won't force you to do anything."
"N- n- no! I-I want to, I just-I-"
"I get it. You're nervous, and that's fine." You pull out of his grasp. "I'm looking forward to this relationship. Good night!"
You go inside before he can reply, and he practically falls onto the ground. You are so tiring.
More tiring than he thought.