Time Skip BNHA Characters x reader One shots

Eijiro Kirishima: picnic spot

The low rumble of Eijiro’s motorcycle reverberated through your chest as you clung to him, the cool wind whipping past your helmets. Your arms were wrapped tightly around his torso, the hard ridges of his muscles comforting beneath your hands. The world blurred by in shades of green and blue as the two of you sped down the winding road, heading toward the quiet spot he’d promised.

Eijiro glanced over his shoulder at you, a wide grin splitting his face beneath his helmet. "You doing okay back there?" he called, his voice loud enough to be heard over the roar of the engine.

"Loving it!" you shouted back, the adrenaline from the ride making your heart race. There was something about the freedom of the open road and the warmth of Eijiro’s body in front of you that made everything feel perfect.

Soon enough, he slowed the bike, turning off the main road and onto a dirt path that led to a secluded clearing. The spot was peaceful, tucked away beneath a large cherry blossom tree, with a view of the distant hills. He parked the bike, helped you off, and grabbed the basket from the back.

"Hope you’re hungry," he said with a grin, setting up the blanket on the grass. You smiled, your heart warming at how much effort he’d put into this.

As you both sat down, Eijiro began pulling out sandwiches, fruit, and your favorite snacks from the picnic basket. You leaned back on your hands, the sun filtering through the leaves overhead casting dappled shadows across your skin. It was peaceful, just the two of you and the soft sounds of nature surrounding you.

"This spot’s perfect," you said, smiling at him as you took a bite of your sandwich. "Thanks for bringing me here."

Eijiro’s face lit up with that signature toothy grin of his. "Anything for you," he said, reaching over to squeeze your hand. "I figured we could use some time away from everything y'know. Just us."

You nodded, feeling your ears burn with a blush. His easygoing nature made it impossible not to feel relaxed in his presence.

As you both ate, the conversation flowed naturally—he told you about his latest hero work, about sparring with Bakugo, and you filled him in on your own daily happenings. But then, you noticed someone out of the corner of your eye—another couple who had wandered into the clearing, the guy sneaking glances at you every so often.

You ignored it at first, but when Eijiro’s eyes darkened slightly, you knew he’d caught on. His easy grin faded, replaced with a more serious expression as he shifted closer to you, draping an arm protectively over your shoulders.

"What’s that guy’s problem?" Eijiro muttered under his breath, glaring in the direction of the couple. His body tensed, and you could feel the shift in his mood—his natural instinct to protect you kicking in.

You placed a hand on his chest, trying to ease the tension. "He's probably just looking at my hunk of a boyfriend," you teased in a feeble attempt to lift the mood. "Besides, He’s just looking. It’s nothing."

But Eijiro shook his head, his voice firm. "Yeah, well, he shouldn’t be looking at you like that." He glanced over again, his sharp red eyes narrowing.

You couldn’t help but smile at how serious he was being. It was endearing, in a way. "You know, it’s kind of cute how protective you are," you teased, brushing your fingers lightly along his jawline.

He blinked, his expression softening as he turned his attention back to you. "I just don’t like it when other guys don’t know how to show respect," he mumbled, his hand resting on your thigh now, grounding himself.

You leaned into him, resting your head against his shoulder. "I don’t need anyone else’s attention. I’ve got you."

Eijiro’s arm tightened around you, his usual warm grin returning as he pressed a soft kiss to your lips. "Damn right, you do." He chuckled, some of the tension easing from his muscles as he glanced back toward the couple, now walking away. "Guess I scared him off."

You laughed softly. "Well, you are a pro hero. People probably don’t want to mess with you."

"Especially when it comes to you," he murmured, pulling you closer.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow over the clearing, Eijiro leaned back, pulling you into his lap as you both watched the sky shift colors.

"Next time," he said softly, resting his chin on top of your head, "I’ll find an even more private spot. Just for us."

You smiled, feeling completely content in his arms. "I’d like that."

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