No Rules Allowed | T. Iida x Reader

xi. Bombshell

The two students made their way towards UA's gym in a peaceful silence. Upon their arrival, they both sat their bags down in a corner and Iida watched as the ash blonde stared down at the case in her hands, containing her hero costume.

"You mentioned wanting to wait to show anyone your hero costume until you were more accustomed to it. Are you sure you don't mind me being here?" Iida prompted, watching as [F/n] shook her head.

"It's fine Iida, really." She replied, heading off with the briefcase towards the restrooms.

"Acting quite nervous for someone who kept threatening to flash me in Recovery Girl's room and our classroom." Iida joked, hearing the girl laugh from a distance.

"You really got that stick out of your ass, huh? You're funny." The girl Bakugou spoke sincerely with a laugh, disappearing from his line of sight.

While waiting on her, he decided to actually go and change into their workout uniform and begin to exercise himself. He was surprised at how long it was taking her to get into her hero costume. Dismissing it, he began to do exercises he's done since he was a child that he'd learned primarily from his older brother.

After a few minutes, he heard footsteps. Standing up straight from his lunge position, his eyes widened. Whoa...

Iida had never, ever been the type to look at someone and find them overly attractive or view someone as hot, he never focused on those sorts of things, they weren't important to him by any means, nor was it an interest. But in this moment, he felt differently.

"A... A bombshell..." He mumbled under his breath as she walked towards him.

"It's very uh, Midnight-esq." She spoke, scratching the back of her neck. There she stood, clad in her risque appearing hero costume. The main piece was resemblant to that of Yaoyorozu's: a singular body piece that almost looked like a swimsuit, though instead of the front being exposed, the back was exposed. The piece was nearly solid black with a red trimming. The rest of her body, from feet to neck was covered in a sheer fabric, that if you weren't close enough, wouldn't even realize it was there. She wore simple black shoes, with matching black gloves that neared her elbows in length. "The idea is to have as much exposed skin as possible, but also have enough to keep me heated for sweat. It's a bit uh... Showy."

Iida barely managed to snap himself from his gaze as he realized what he was doing was extremely out of character for himself and highly inappropriate, both as a Class Representative, and a friend. "Momo's is similar, though hers is because of how her creations come out. She too, needs exposure. I apologize," he paused, bowing to her, "I got caught in my own staring, I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable. It was highly inappropriate of me, Bakugou."

There was a soft giggle as he felt a gloved hand on his chin that lifted his head to face her. "Don't worry, Iida, I'm not angry or anything. If you walked out in something similar, I'd stare at you, too." She admitted, watching as his cheeks seemed to flush a little bit.

"Wait, the bandages, did you take them off?" He asked, not trying to change the subject, but just noticing their absence.

"Ah, I figured it was close enough." She answered, looking down at her arms. "Forgive me for this question, Class Rep... But you've never dabbled in any sort of romance, have you? People, books, movies, none of that?"

His cheeks became more red, a clear sign as to what the answer is. He composed himself, his arms moving in typical Iida fashion. "No, I have not. I'm here to be a hero, I've always wanted to be a hero. I have no time for those sorts of things."

"How very noble of you." [F/n] chuckled softly. "You definitely don't seem the type. Unlike Kaminari, Mineta... Though I can't tell if Mineta is after love or just lust..." She shivered.