Lovely Flower ✿~ (Tenya Iida x Black Fem!Reader)

Chapter 1

"Look at this." Tenya extended a newspaper clipping toward Y/N, flapping it to get her attention. Her (h/c) styled in (h/s) framed her face as she looked down, smiling and taking it from him. The couple laid together comfortably on Iida's dorm room bed, the tv playing softly in the background. "What's this?"

He rolled over a bit and put his head on her shoulder. "Read it." She rolled her eyes and pursed her lips as followed his finger, her eyes scanning the paragraphs. "Seat of number one hero taken by longtime number two hero Endeavor, aka Enji Todoroki...?"

Her eyebrows raised, sitting up a bit against one of his pillows. "Enji? Shoto's deadbeat dad?"

"Deadbeat?!" Tenya sat up all the way, his face deadpanned. "W-Well I wouldn't call him that! He pays his bills on a timely manner."

"Sure. But he's a terrible role model."

Y/N blew out a breath and reached down to pet Bosco, her eyes widening when there was no one there. "Huhn? Where's Bosco?"

"Oh." Tenya grabbed a handful of popcorn, shoving it in. Of course he'd never eat like this in public, but being in the room with her was where he was more comfortable. "Kirishima took him on a walk."

Kirishima?! "Ughhh, Iida!"

"Wha?? What's wrong?"

She groaned and sat up, slipping on some shoes to get ready to sprint. "Every time he takes Bosco on a walk, I don't get him back!"

She slammed the door on her way out, leaving Iida by himself as he hummed. "Suppose I'll just finish watching the movie myself, then."

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Y/N pounded on Kirishima's door, Sokka standing behind her with crossed arms. "We know you have the Foo Foo Cuddly Poops, Eijiro!" He screamed, Y/N face palming at his dramatic yelling. "Surrender the ball of fluff and you might get off easy!"

The (s/c) girl stood there with an unimpressed expression, slightly frowning. "....You think that'll work?"

"Always." He whispered, holding up his hands in the shape of a gun. Kiri slowly cracked the door open, smiling sheepishly as he held up the small saber-tooth moose lion. "Alright, alright. I just gave him some treats and took him on a walk. Happy?"

Y/N raised an eyebrow and chuckled, taking her pet from him. "Yes sir. Stop stealing him."
She turned to her special cousin and patted his arm in sympathy, walking away. "You can go home now."

Before she could walk an annoyed Sokka out the door, someone banged on the glass windows, leaving blood smudged. "Help! Help, please!" Ochaco held him by his side, waving her hand to signal the girl to open the door.

Y/N furrowed her brows and set Bosco down, opening the door for the two to stumble in. "Holy crap, Ochaco. Who is this...?"

"Some man. He got hurt real bad, and this was closer than the hospital." She rasped with a pale face, seemingly too nauseus to use her zero gravity quirk all the way there. Y/N nodded and snapped her fingers for Sokka to help her carry the man, he was mumbling incoherently with murky eyes. She felt her stomach drop seeing his bloodied hands and neck.

-

"What kind of sicko would do this...?" Izuku Midoryia murmured under his breath, clenching his fists. Recovery Girl finished kissing the mans face before looking up at the green haired boy. "I don't know. The gash is very jagged, could be a steak knife. But then again, it's so gaping..."

Y/N sighed with her eyebrows furrowed. Her face had grown serious over the few hours, and it was stuck that way now as she overanalyzed. A steak knife was too small, and it's too messy to be a butcher knife. She held her wrist as she walked over to his side, the man unconcious.
Izuku knew that look, whenever she would think too hard. "Hey. It's gonna be fine. The police will sort it out, right?"

That made her laugh.

"Sure." She said with a smirk, shaking her head. There was a scar on his hand, but she didn't examine it right this minute. "Thank you, Recovery GIrl, ma'am." Y/N said softly, bowing and the old woman did it in return. "Kiwotsukete ne,-ko yo. Take care."

Y/N closed the door and began to think, Izuku following her quickly. "Hey hey, slow down!"

"Sorry." She stopped and waited for him to catch up, smiling. He's always so eager to be on someone's heels. I could learn from him.

He stopped and panted for a moment, wiping his brow and raising up to look at her. "I know you have ideas. And I have them too, but-!"

Izu took out his notebook and pencil, his eyes shining with admiration. "I need your thoughts on today's situation with that man! It'd really help."

Y/N let out a breath and smiled. "Okay okay..."

-

"So you mean to tell me that this kid hasn't become pro yet?"

"No, Ken, that's not how this works."

Ken Takagi, aka Rock Lock, sighed with his hands clasped together, at a table with the rest of the teacher board. Snipe, All Might, Midnight, Eraser and Present Mic all looked at him with sheepish glances. Rock Lock was a very serious man who didn't like to have his time wasted, and it showed in the way he pinched the bridge of his nose and looked up at them. "So why am I here?"

The tone urged Aizawa to say something, clicking his teeth. "Y/N L/N came to my class a little over a year ago and has overcome several feats, and yet has not chosen a mentor. She missed out on a one-of-a-kind experience with a pro hero. So please. Just this once."

Skinny ol All Might smiled brightly and gave a thumbs up. "I have never once met young L/N, but they sound wonderful! Give it a try, I insist!"

Ken sighed again and rubbed the side of his face, holding back a groan. "Fine. For the kid."

"Her name is Y/N." Aizawa spoke up again, getting a bit irritated. Ken raised an eyebrow and flashed a fake grin. "For Y/N, then."

The room turned their heads when Snipe began to cough, his breathing sounding a bit labored. "Are you alright?" Midnight asked, her cheek resting in her hand. Snipe cleared his throat and nodded. "Doin just fine."

Aizawa's eyebrows twitched before looking back at Ken. "See ya tomorrow."