My Cheerleader in Shining Armor [BNHA x Reader]

One

✩Getting Your Quirks✩

       You were at the age of four and playing at a park while your father was swarmed by adoring [and yet fake] women. You sat in the sand, just finishing two beautiful sandcastle. Though, in reality they were just two piles of sand. You sat back and looked at your masterpiece proudly until one little boy ran them over.

       You stared blankly at the destroyed castles, your mouth slightly open. You then slowly turned your gaze to a boy who was trying to hit another kid with fluffy, green hair. "Hey !" You exclaimed angrily, jumping up to your feet shakily. The blonde, spiky-haired boy turned to you. His eyes were red and he seemed very hostile.

      "What do you want, brat ?" You started to stomp towards him, trying to be as intimidating as possible. "I want you to leave that boy alone and to apologize to me!" The boy smirked, snickering. "Really? That's what you want ?" You nodded, your bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

      The boy shoved his hand into your shoulder, pushing you back and into the sand. You scraped your elbow with the rough material. Your big, [Eye Color] eyes started to tear up as you let out little hiccups. "You're so mean !" You exclaimed, bottom lip trembling.

      The blonde laughed loudly before smirking sarcastically. "And you're so pathetic." He then turned to the green-haired boy again, who had by then spoken up. "Leave her alone Kacchan! If you keep hurting her I'll uhh...I'll stop you myself!" The boy, or Kacchan as you heard, was quickly to slam his fist into his palm threateningly.

      "You don't stand a chance without a quirk, Deku! I'll jut get this over with since I want to go home already." The other boy, who you assumed was Deku, was kicked to the ground and punched, a large explosion sounding throughout the park.

      You gasped when you saw little Deku curled up in pain, his eyes screwed shut. Just as Kacchan went to deliver another blow, you threw your hand helplessly yet angrily. "Stop that!" You yelled out, voice raspy but determined. The blonde flew back, thrown off by some unknown force. He hit a fence that bordered the park from nearby homes, bouncing off, yet...he didn't fall to the ground.

      Your eyes widened as you stared...he was just hanging in mid-air, struggling to get down. He wriggled and kicked his feet, throwing his limbs around in an attempt to get back on his feet. In that moment you realized you had your still hand raised his way, tense.

      You hesitantly put your hand down, relaxing. Kacchan fell to the floor and coughed loudly, wrapping his hands around his throat as he tried to take deep breaths. You felt a warm liquid dripping down from your nostril and over your lips. Your tongue darted out to lick it and you realized from the familiar metallic taste, that it was blood.

      You wiped away the thin stream of blood and looked back at Deku. "Are you okay ?" You asked softly, walking towards him. He looked up at you, nearly sparkling with joy and admiration. Despite his fascination, he managed to give a simple nod.

      You held your small, pudgy hand towards him to help him up. "I'm [Your Full Name]. I'm your bodyguard and best friend now, is that okay ?"

Kacchan and Deku will not forget this.

❁ Years Later ❁