[HIATUS] Mha/Bnha x Female Gojo| I Alone Am The Honoured One

At the Fireman's Agency-1

"Akira, wake up." A soft knock came at my door, followed by a familiar voice. It was Shoto.

"Hai," I mumbled, still half-asleep, my voice muffled by the pillow.

"Breakfast is ready. Everyone’s waiting downstairs," he added.

"Hai," I repeated groggily and he chuckled.

It was our fifth day at Endeavor’s agency. I glanced at the clock; it read 7:17 a.m. It was early, but I was relieved there wasn’t any morning practice scheduled. Back when I was at Jujutsu High, I used to wake up early every day, driven by responsibility. But now, without that pressure, I enjoyed sleeping a little longer.

Reluctantly, I rolled out of bed, still wearing my bunny onesie. I unzipped it slightly, washed my face, and brushed my teeth without much thought. Half-asleep, I shuffled down to the cafeteria in the same onesie, my brain barely functional.

(Imagine a chibi Akira here, with behavior resembling Renge Miyauchi from Non Non Biyori.)

"Uh… Gojo-san?" Midoriya’s hesitant voice broke my sleepy haze. I blinked, finding him staring at my outfit, wide-eyed.

"Nani?" I asked, tilting my head slightly.

Midoriya seemed to struggle for words. "Um… that… onesie… it’s…"

"Baka Usagi!" Bakugo’s loud laugh echoed through the room. He pointed at me with such enthusiasm that it almost made me jump. "What the hell are you wearing?"

I rubbed the back of my head sheepishly. "I forgot," I muttered, still trying to wake up.

"I think it’s fine," Shoto chimed in, giving me a small nod. "It looks comfortable."

I flashed him a sleepy grin. "Arigatou," I mumbled, stifling a yawn.

"Wahhh! Kawaii!" Burnin squealed, appearing out of nowhere. Before I could react, she grabbed my cheeks and began squishing them with unrestrained enthusiasm. "Akira-chan, this is too cute! And this tail—adorable!"

"Matte yo!" I protested, my voice muffled by her grip. (Matte: stop.)

Burnin ignored me, now poking at the fluffy tail on my onesie. "Where did you even get this? I need one!"

A sharp throat clearing suddenly silenced the room.

"Fireman!" I exclaimed, pointing dramatically at the towering figure of Endeavor standing in the doorway.

Burnin quickly covered my mouth with her hand, her cheeks turning slightly pink. "Good morning, Endeavor," she greeted, trying to compose herself.

Endeavor’s gaze landed on me, and he pinched the bridge of his nose as if fighting the urge to sigh. "I can’t believe this," he muttered under his breath.

Shoto stepped in, gently placing a hand on my shoulder. "Akira, let’s just get through breakfast. I’m sure no one will mind your outfit." He said as he glanced at Endeavour.

"You think so? She looks cute, right, Shoto~?" Burnin teased, leaning closer to him with a mischievous grin.

And that innocent kid nodded as if he didn’t realize he was being teased.

"Let’s go!" I declared enthusiastically, raising a fist in triumph.

Endeavor sighed heavily. "We have patrolling later, so finish quickly," he instructed, shaking his head as he walked away.

I grabbed a tray and, still half-asleep, accidentally bumped into Bakugo.

"Hey! Watch where you’re going! I almost spilled food all over you!" he yelled, glaring at me.