Title: Time Skip BNHA Characters x Reader
ONE SHOTS.
Synopsis: A random series of events that take place when they have time.
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: ↓
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You had just finished dropping off the last of the paperwork, your feet aching from running up and down the halls all day. As you were about to grab your things and head out, your phone buzzed in your pocket. It was a message from Momo.
ʚYaoyorozu-sanɞ: "Can you come to my office? I need your help with something."
You raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. It wasn’t unusual for her to stay late, especially after a lengthy patrol, but it was rare for her to ask you to stay back. Without hesitation, you made your way to her office, wondering what she needed help with this late.
When you pushed the door open, you were met with a surprising sight. Momo was lying on the three-seater lounge sofa, her back bare, and you found yourself marveling at her smooth skin. She had covered her chest with a towel, modest as ever, but her muscles were visibly tense from the day's exertion.
"Close the door behind you," she said, her voice soft yet commanding.
You did as she asked, your heart racing slightly as you stepped closer. "Are you okay, Yaoyorozu-san?" you asked, concerned.
She let out a soft sigh, her eyes half-closed. "I’m fine. Just... exhausted. That patrol was more trouble than I expected, and my back is killing me."
You nodded in understanding. "So, what can I do to help?"
She smiled, her eyes meeting yours. "Would you mind giving me a massage? I know it's a little... unorthodox, but I trust you."
Your throat went dry at her request, but you tried to play it cool. "Of course. Anything to help you relax after a long day."
As you knelt beside the couch, Momo shifted slightly, getting more comfortable. Her back was right in front of you, the smooth lines of her muscles standing out beneath her flawless skin. You swallowed hard, trying to keep your thoughts professional as you gently placed your hands on her shoulders.
She let out a soft hum of approval as you started to knead the tension out of her muscles. "You’ve been working hard too," she mumbled quietly, her voice softer now. "I appreciate you staying late with me."
"It’s no problem," you replied, your hands moving lower down her back. Her skin was warm beneath your palms and you tried to focus on the task at hand. "You’ve been working just as hard, and more. You deserve to relax a little."
Momo let out a soft, content sigh as you worked out a particularly tense spot between her shoulder blades. "You’re really good at this," she murmured. "I might have to keep you around just for massages."
You chuckled, trying to hide the nervous excitement that was bubbling up inside of you. "If that’s what it takes to keep you pleased, I’m up for it."
