Generation of Miracles X Reader! LEMON 🍋

Midorima epilogue

You glanced in the mirror one last time.

Today you were wearing a fairy cosplay.

You were torn between a cat cosplay or the fairy one mainly because 1) you wanted to cosplay as a cat, 2) if Midorima was serious about what he said after the game then you couldn't cosplay was a cat and, 3)if he didn't remembered what he said than you wanted to cosplay as a cat.

You finally decided on wearing the fairy one.

"Looks great," you grinned then headed out to school.

Midorima and you were face to face. Truthfully you didn't expect to see him so early in the morning.

"Ohayo _!" Takao smiled at you.

"Oh hey Takao," you smiled,"Ohayo Midorima-"

He brushed right by you without a second glance.

"Don't worry about him he's like that to everyone," Takao pat your shoulder and ran after Midorima.

What was that? Why did he completely ignore you?

You were so confused.

The whole day he ignored you.

"Was it really just a fling for him?" you mumbled once you came home.

You shook your head. No way right? After all Midorima wasn't that kind of a person.

Convinced you went to sleep and decided to see what would happen tomorrow.

Again he ignored you. Brushed right by you like he didn't even know you.

The next day you decided to talk to him only to be ignored again.

The day after that you tired to have lunch with him only for him to blow you off.

Then the next day when you tired to talk to him alone his disappears!

It went on like that for the whole week. No matter what you tried he always ignores and walks right by you!

"What the Hell!" you crashed onto your bed in tears.

So it really was a one night stand for him.

You couldn't believe it! You had so much feelings for the guy, gave him your virginity, and what does he do? Use you!

"I hate you!" you screamed into your pillow.

You bolted upright and looked at your grandmother with shock.

"H-How long have you been standing there?" you wiped away your tears.

"Nevermind that. So that boy hurt you?"

"I don't really want to talk about it-"

"Then it's time we use the _ tradition," she said.

"Our family has a tradition?" you blinked.

"Well more of the women in our family has the tradition that has been passed down for generations," she waved her hand.

"What is it?" you asked slightly curiously.