Bonds - The Past Echoes | MHA Reader-Insert

Why Anywhere?

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You and Uraraka sat in your room, as she listened to a story that you were telling her. Of course, it came about from her asking you about something, and this time, she had asked you about your height.

You avoided the question by telling her a story about how your height ended up getting you caught by security in the mall, thinking that you were a lost child that a mother had lost.

Uraraka listened intently the whole time, her chin rested in her hands as she moved to the left and right slightly while sitting in your swivel chair.

"It turns out, we hand swapped places with each other. The kid ended up being with Mimi, and he was bothering her about the shirt that she was wearing. I swear, it had to be the stupidest shi- t-thing I've ever been a part of. It was so embarrassing too."

Uraraka laughed softly, and sat back up in the chair.

"L/N, you do that a lot don't you?"

"Huh? What am I doing?"

"Well whenever you're talking, you always stop yourself before you swear. You talk like that normally don't you? With Hikisaku?"

"Well..... Yeah, I guess I do. I don't know who exactly got it from who, but I try to sound more respectful in front of others."

"Do you mind if you stop? I mean, I'd prefer if you were comfortable when talking with me. I can feel how much you're thinking about what to say next."

"It's so much more stiff than when you get all passionate. I'd rather hear how you talk normally."

"Are you sure? You won't look at me any differently if I end up saying something.....um, questionable, are you?"

"Huh? What does that mean? No, I don't mind, really."

"Oh thank God, doing that shit is as hard as you made it out to be. If you noticed a difference, then I guess that isn't a real big surprise."

Uraraka watched as you physically relaxed your body, while you reached back to scratch your head.

'Wow, I didn't expect it to be this big of a difference.'

"Uraraka, have you ever-"

"WHAT IN THE HELL IS THAT!?!" Bakugo's voice echoed throughout the floor.

It didn't sound like he was angry, it was like he was genuinely confused by something.

You stood up off your bed to go see what he was talking about, and Uraraka followed behind you. Normally you would've just ignored his yelling, but the absence of anger out of Bakugo of all people made you worried it was actually something serious.

From the hallway, you saw a majority of the class standing in front of, and looking out of the glass windows that surrounded the living room.

Kirishima and Sero were holding Bakugo back, as he tried to break free from their grasp like an animal.

"What's going on?" You asked anyone who would answer, as you and Uraraka entered the living room.