Bonds - MHA x Reader

Grand Tour

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A lot of the students rooms were unique, to say the least. They were built up and filled with all the stuff you'd expect out of each of your friends, almost to an over the top degree.
Sure, Jiro likes music, but you didn't expect her room to be filled to the brim with instruments.

Hikisaku barged into the room, and began to examine everything, as a few other students went in to follow her lead. Much to Jiro's displeasure.

"Oh, I didn't think we were....."

"You've got a lot of drums stored up here. Do you have- Oh, of course, here it is." Hikisaku pulled out a snare drum, and began to inspect it with great interest.

"Do you play, Hikisaku?" Jiro walked up to her as Hikisaku sat on the floor, rolling the drum in between her legs in front of her to look at it.

"Sure. You'll end up seeing when we get to my room. I don't get to play it as often as I like, Mafuyu doesn't appreciate the 'noise' I make." She explained, causing Jiro to raise an eyebrow.

"Mafuyu?"

"Oh sorry. Yugo's mom. Since I live in the apartment next door, I usually have to wait for her to leave before I play."

"Sounds like she's pretty strict. That's weird, considering L/N is a really carefree person. Or does she just not like you? I wouldn't be too surprised if someone's parents just didn't like their friends. Tale as old as time."

"Yeah..... Alright, I think we should keep going. This is a good one, though I guess you already knew that." Hikisaku avoided the question, as she brought the conversation back to the drum.

She put it away, and the students who were in Jiro's room left to see the next one.

Eventually, the class made their way to your room.

"Yup, this is just what I imagined your room would look like L/N." Kaminari said, almost unimpressed as you walked past him to enter your room. You stepped on his foot as you did.

There were a few things to note at first glance. The end of a long drawer could be seen with the way the door was opened. A karaoke machine stood next to the desk. Next to it, in the corner to the far left, was a mini fridge that looked like you tried your best to hide.

Straight in front of the door, was a hutch desk, similar to the one in Hikisaku's room, but much larger.
Situated in the middle of the desk, a large, cushioned, swivel desk chair faced the bed. Large was an understatement, it would look comically large if you sat in it.

Uraraka rushed in and sat down in the chair quickly, spinning around a few times as she sank into all the cushioning there was.

"Oh! This is my spot now!" She said happily, as she continued to spin around.

The rest of the class began to leave for the next room, and she came to a stop looking towards the corner the door blocked. Her face became serious quickly, and she turned to look at you.

The look Uraraka gave you, it made you feel awful. All you could do was follow her with your eyes as she walked over to the corner of the room.

'Why is she- What's over there- Oh.'

You worked up the courage to walk over to Uraraka. She was bent down in the corner, and she didn't even bother to stand or turn to look at you when she spoke.

"Do you plan on getting hurt L/N?" Her voice, it was clear from that that she was upset.

All around her, stacked against the wall, were various medical supplies. Bundles of bandages, both adhesive and cloth, first aid kits, it was almost too much. They were stacked high, high enough that they were Uraraka's height in the position that she was in.