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Izuku Midoryia, born without a quirk. Became the greatest hero of his Generation. Becoming #1 at just 23, expectations where high. Learning to be a pro, and handle his agency. He couldn't help but ruin his sleep schedule and...
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"Hey! Sorry I took so long," Midoryia said with a bright smile, walking back into his office. Y/n sat on top of his desk, her legs crossed and a smile on her face. She shook her head and motioned him to come closer.
"You're fine, you are a busy guy" She whispered, Midoryia walked towards her and placed a hand on her thigh. She looked at his other hand, he had it placed behind his back. She glanced at him and pointed to his arm.
"What is that all about?" She asked, Midoryia smiled and looked to the side.
"So, listen..." He started, Y/n folded her arms and frowned at him. "It's not bad! Just give me a second before you doubt me" Midoryia chuckled, Y/n rolled her eyes and nodded her head. Placing her hands on the desk.
"Alright, alright..." She mumbled, Midoryia nodded in victory and went back to speaking.
"I know the past few days have been eventful" Y/n sucked a breath in through her teeth and widened her eyes. "Yes, very eventful" She sighed, and Midoryia shook his head. Removing his hand from her thigh, he gripped her jaw and made her look right at him.
"There is this event, it's huge for the Pro Heroes. Will you be my plus 1?" He asked, Y/n widened her eyes. It was the Hero Gala, she knew it was approaching. Placing her hand on his wrist, she shook her head in shock.
"Izuku?! After all of this bullshit with the Cafe? I'll be broker then the crackheads that chilled by my apartment!" Y/n shouted, she pouted her lips as she tried to shake her head out of his grip. Midoryia sighed and pulled her back to look at him.
"That's why I want you to come with me. Get away for a while, you have been through a lot these past few days. And I want...I want to take you with me" He whispered, leaning his head closer to hers. Y/n glared at him, shaking her head. Or, at least trying to.
"I can't leave Kami, I can't even afford a dress, hell I don't even know what a gala consists of!" She said frantically, Midoryia shook his head and shushed her. Now placing two tickets on her lap, he placed his other hand on her face.
"Well, let's go get you a dress. You and me, and besides, the tickets came in today. All heroes get a free ticket, plus an extra." He whispered, looking into her eyes. He brushed her hair away from her eyes and placed a kiss on her forehead. The way she grunted almost sounded like a cat.
"What about Kami?" Y/n pouted, Midoryia shook his head and smiled.
"I have that figured out already. Don't worry, Don't worry about the money, the dress, anything. Just...let me take care of you" He said, gently tracing his thumbs on her cheeks. Y/n looked off the side and took a deep breath. Her dream was lying in the palms of her hands, She groaned and nodded her head.
"Fine! After this? You will let me figure out the cafe" Midoryia opened his mouth to speak, but Y/n placed her fingers to his lips.
"ON. My. Own" She was almost threatening him, Midoryia sighed and reluctantly nodded.
