My hero academia PT3 oneshots

Kiss (Maddie)

Recently, your aunt bought you a giant bag of HERSHEY KISSES, and you can't eat all of them. It's just not possible. What to do? That's it! Give some to people at school! That'll do it!
So, to school you go, having a bunch in your pocket. At lunch, you hand them out to your friends, smiling. Then, you get an idea. Why not give some to your crush? Does he like chocolate? You'll have to find out. You run over to where he sits and smile, which has him staring in horror.
Ignoring his present shyness, you ask, "Want a KISS, Senpai?" You have your hand in your pocket, ready to give him one.
In a blushing fit, he starts to stammer around, "Uh- you-I- we-m-m-m- maybe we could- could-take its-s-slow?? We haven't- we haven't even-"
"Listen" Togata holds Amajiki's shoulder. "A kiss? Already? He's not mentally prepared for that yet. He's still small and innocent. Give him time and-"
"What are you talking about?" You pull out the chocolate. "How do you mentally prepare yourself for chocolate? You guys are weird."
"Ch- ch- ch- CHOCOLATE?!" Amajiki stares, blinking furiously. "You meant... chocolate."
"Yeah. What'd you think I meant?"
"N- nothing! Y- yeah! I'Il have ch- chocolate!" He holds his hands out shyly, so you put a handful into his palms. "Thank you. I- it's greatly a- a- appreciated."
"Of course! My aunt got me too many for me to eat. I need to get ridg of them somehow."
"T- thank you still."
"Would you mind me sitting here?"
"G- g- go ahead." You sit in the seat beside him, ignoring the two extroverts who try to get your attention.
"So, how're you these days?"
"F-f-fine."
"Is school doing well?"
"Y- yeah."
After that, you and your senpai talk a lot well, you talk to him a lot while he gives you dry answers. You'll offer him HERSHEY KISSES, to which he'll become a blushing fit until you pull out the chocolate, though you don't know why. But that never stops you.
On a seemingly normal day, Togata runs up to you and taps your shoulder. You turn around and look at him, giving him a smile. What does he want? Especially when Amajiki isn't here? You only ever talk to the blonde for your favorite senpai's sake. So why is he bothering you?
"L/n" he says. "I would like you to go out on a date with me. I've liked you a long time, and I know that I'm not the best guy, and I'd even say you're out of my league, so I'd understand if you told me 'no.' Actually, I expect that. But, I need to have courage and ask anyway. You're so wonderful and beautiful. You're smart, you're funny, you're so easy to talk to, and you make me so happy. You make me wanna be a better person. You make me wanna be brave. You make me wanna be strong and cool just so that I can come close to deserving you, even though that may never happen. To me, you're perfect. And I'll understand if you totally reject me, but I thought that I should tell you because you deserve to know: says Tamaki."
Raising an eyebrow, you ask, "What?"
"I came here to ask you out for Tamaki since he's too shy. The speech was written by him. On a piece of paper. That was crumpled. And in the trash. That was titled 'What I Want to Say to L/n But Can't Because I'm a Huge Coward.' But it was really sweet!"
"Oh....wow... I didn't know he felt that way... that was the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.
"Well? Whaddya say? Go out with him?"
"Obviously. I can't reject him. Just look at him. He's the best guy in the school. Good looks, good personality, good grades, good everything."
"That is very true! What typa date do you want? He'll be there. I'll make sure of it."
"Hmmm... Lunch and ice cream. Around... 1:00 tomorrow."
"Great! He'll pick you up at 12:45!"
"Great! Thanks Togata Senpai!"
"Of course!"
He waves while running off, and you go home with a smile. He likes you. And you're going on a date. How did all of this happen? You don't know. Either way, you're beyond words.
For your date, you wear a white turtleneck sweater with light-wash jeans and white sneakers that have butterflies on them. Once you tie your hair up into a high ponytail with a white scrunchie. Soft girl aesthetician. Shortly after you're dressed, there's a knock on your door and you run downstairs faster than you've ever gone in your life. Swinging the door open, you find your beautiful date in a black turtleneck sweater and a black cardigan over it. Paired with dark-wash jeans and black boots, he looks outstanding.
"H- h- hey," he mutters, staring at the ground in front of your feet.
"Hey! You excited?"
"Y- yeah. Y- you?"
"Mhm! Where are we going for lunch?"
"Th- there's this little p- p- place that I like and- and I thought I'd take you there.."
"Well I'm more than happy to go with you." You take his hand and feel the sticky sweat on it and how it trembles. "You're nervous... why? Are you okay?"
"Well- uh- I- you-"
"You're nervous about the date?"
Turning his head in the opposite direction as you, he goes, "Mhm."
"Don't be. I don't bite, you know."
"I- I didn't know that was an option-"
"Calm down. You're nervous for no reason, silly. We're gonna have fun, okay? I promisel!"
"O- okay. But... how did the topic of going out with me come up? Mirio just burst into my room with a date and time and...yeah."
"He didn't tell you?"
"N-no"
'Oh... he was snooping in your stuff and found something about stuff that you wanted to tell me? But couldn't? He memorized it and quoted it to me."
Stopping, he releases your hand and jumps back. "HE DID WHAT?!?!?!?!"
"Yeah. I was really flattered." You scratch your face. "But I obviously had to agree to a date. I mean, who could refuse? I'm happy he did that, because you obviously weren't going to. And let's be real, 'm too dense to notice when a guy likes me, so there was no way I'd be the one to go to you."
"I-I- uh-"
"It's no big deal! And that was super sweet, by the way. I loved it. The whole thing was super flattering."
"I can't believe he did that."
"Who cares? Al's well that ends well, right?"
"You're too enthusiastic." He starts walking again, shoulders slumped and a sour expression on his face.
"A- are you not happy?" Now, you're worried. Did you upset him? What did you do?
"W- what?"
"You seem unhappy. Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry-"
"N- no! l-I'm just a bit e- embarrassed. That's all. Y- y- you did nothing wrong.." For a moment, he's silent, but then mutters so quietly you can't even hear him, "You do no wrong."
"You sure?"
"Y-yeah."
"Okay... if you say so..."
"H- here," He holds out his hand. "W- would that ma- make you feel b- better?"
"Yeah." You grab his hand. "You have nice hands. They're the perfect size to hold mine.."
"Th- th- thank you." You see a bright red blush on his face, which just makes you smile.
Lunch ends up being at a takoyaki shop, where he finds out that you like it just as much as him. The conversation is very light and basic, but you enjoy it a lot. Then, you go to get ice cream, which is amazing. However, he's shocked to find out you're lactose intolerant.
"Th- then why did you want ice cream?"
"Because I don't give a crap. Dairy is life!"
"But you'll make yourself sick."
"Which will be worth it."
"Just for ice cream?"
"Yup!"
"Wow."
When he walks you home, you hold onto his hand tightly, and you notice the shaking has stopped. He seems a bit perkier now that he's warmed up a bit, meaning that future dates should be more fun. Not to say that it wasn't fun today.
You were just worried.
At your door, you smile at him, and even get a small one from him. His smile is beautiful, actually. Small but sweet.
Genuine. He seems more at ease, so you pop the question.
"Wanna kiss?" Why not? Your lips on his lips sounds nice. And you'll never like a guy like you do him.
Too quiet for you to hear, he mutters, "I'm not falling for it this time... it's just her chocolate." Smiling, he replies,"Sure."
With a grin, you lean up and touch your mouth to his, to which he stiffens. This isn't what he thought! Any other time, you would have meant chocolate. But now that he's confident, you really meant a kiss. This isn't fair. Even so, he must admit that he enjoys it.
For you, this is beautiful. His lips taste amazing and are soft and silky. You hope this could last an eternity, never ending. For the rest of time, this moment keeps playing, undying. Feeling brave, you press further, wrapping your arms around his neck ever so gently, bringing your fingers into his hair and feeling the softness of it.
Finally, you pull away, giving him a small smile as you hum a bit. "Thank you."
"Uh- I- I- I thought you meant ch- ch- chocolate this t- time."
"You did...? Oops...sorry."
"I- it's okay! Y- you can do whatever you want."
Giggling, you reply, "You're such a simp, you know that?"
"W- w- what?!"
"Not that I'm complaining. It's cute."
"Oh."
"Anyway, I have to go inside. My mom will give me another earful if I don't clean my room today."
"O- okay. I- I'Il see you Monday?"
"Yeah. But feel free to call me tomorrow."
Grinning, you run inside giggling and smiling.  Straight to your room, you dash with your thoughts running wild.  You went on a date.  You kissed a boy.  This whole day has been great.  As you throw yourself onto the bed, you squeal into your pillow, wanting to get it all out.
You're sure that was the best kiss you ever offered him.