A/N: It's because of Kirishima that my standards in actual guys are probably way too high. Why does he have to be so perfect?! I don't own My Hero Academia. Enjoy!
Sighing, you stretched your arms above your head, filling your lungs with the fresh ocean air. Reaching up, you released your hair from the ponytail you had put it up in, letting it flow behind you in the breeze.
After the especially chaotic and dangerous year you and your classmates had endured at U.A., peaceful, summer moments like these were a blessing, providing the much needed relief to unwind. Whereas last summer's trip had ended in disaster, this one was turning out to be thankfully disaster free...well, as disaster free as this class could be. Lots of venues for the class trip had been discussed, but you were glad the decision had ultimately come down to this summer festival town. The beach wasn't crowded at all and the town itself was lovely, the hum of summer excitement noticeable as residents set up for the traditional festival that would take place later that evening.
So here you stood. Dressed in a (f/c) two piece swimsuit and closing your eyes in contentment as the sun warmed your exposed skin. Yep, this was definitely what you needed after a long year of school. The quiet was perfect...
Hands gripped your bare sides, startling you out of your thoughts and making you scream.
...but of course this is Class 1-A we're talking about.
The world spun and you glimpsed a flash of red as you were hauled onto someone's- Kirishima's?- shoulder and carried towards the ocean. From your backwards vantage point you could see the rest of Class 1-A , clumsily shedding clothes as they ran towards the water. You felt hands on your waist once more and, before you could ask what he was doing, Kirishima threw you into the ocean.
Taking a quick breath, your body hit the water and you let yourself sink, swimming downwards and away from shore. You smiled mischievously despite the air bubbles that escaped your mouth. Kirishima thought he could throw you in and you wouldn't find a way to get back at him for it?
Your lungs were beginning to burn as you swam out to a rocky outcropping, hiding behind some half-submerged boulders and coming up for air. Peeking around the edge, you saw that Kirishima had waded out into the water, looking around for you in confusion. Ducking underwater once more, you propelled yourself along the sandy floor, carefully making your way behind the redhead.
"(Y/N)!" His voice was muffled by the water, but you still picked up on the worry with which he called your name. Kirishima's shoulders were beginning to tense and his movements were starting to get panicked, so, taking pity on the distraught boy, you attacked him from behind.
"Gotcha Kirishima!" You felt him jump as you pounced on him, sending him stumbling forwards with you close behind. Limbs tangled as the two of you landed sprawled in the water, resulting laughter interspersed with choking. Warm hands gripped your sides and you squeaked at the touch, a blush blooming across your cheeks as you realized how close Kirishima was. Apparently Kirishima realized it too, letting go of you abruptly and jumping back.
"M-my bad, (y/n)." A hand came up and scratched the back of his head bashfully, an adorable matching blush adorning his cheeks.
"I-It's fine," you stuttered in reply, wrapping your arms around yourself self-consciously, suddenly aware of how much skin you were showing.
"(Y/N)!!!" You heard Mina's exuberant voice a second before you felt her slam into you, almost knocking you off your feet if it weren't for her pink arms that wrapped around your shoulders. "Stop making out with Kirishima and come play volleyball!!!"
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My Hero Academia x Reader One-shots
FanfictionDo you love the beautiful boys of U.A.? No way! So do I! Here's a collection of xreader one-shots to satisfy your love of our favorite heroes! Constructive criticism is welcomed and requests are temporarily closed!