My Hero Academia x Reader One-shots

Right Direction (Young!All Might x Shy!Reader)

A/N: Can we all agree that the picture is freaking angelic? Like, it could make flowers bloom it's so beautiful. Anyway, this was a request from someone on ao3 and after the angst of the last chapter I'm going to pile on the fluff. I do not own My Hero Academia, any of its characters, or the picture. Enjoy!

He was almost blinding to look at, Yagi Toshinori. Always smiling, the boy could almost be called an angel he was so beautiful and kind. You couldn't help daydreaming about him a little bit...okay a lot, you couldn't help daydreaming about him a lot, but what else could you do? He was way out of your league; there was no chance the two of you would ever be together, so did daydreaming even matter? 

Sighing, you turned and looked out the window next to your desk. You hadn't even realized it, but you'd been staring at Toshinori, letting your fantasies take hold for a moment. Luckily he didn't seem to notice, still happily chatting away with Hizashi and Nemuri. No one seemed to notice for that matter, but who would notice a shy girl like yourself when a boy as bright and beautiful as the sun sat next to you? Besides, you weren't anything special. Tons of girls flocked to Toshinori for his good looks and powerful quirk, all of them more beautiful and powerful than you could ever hope to be. Your heart may want him, but it was unlikely you'd ever have him.

Thinking back, you remembered when your treacherous heart had first given itself over to him, though you hadn't realized it at the time. 

It was in Recovery Girl's office, a particularly rough training session with Gran Torino ending with a bloody nose on Toshinori's part. Without thinking, you'd offered him your handkerchief and helped him to Recovery Girl's office, your concern for him outweighing your shyness. It wasn't until you'd realized he hadn't stopped watching you that your momentary confidence disappeared, making you shift and fidget uncomfortably under his intense blue gaze.  

When you'd finally gathered your courage and lifted your eyes to his you could've sworn your heart stopped. 

It was like he was seeing you for the first time. 

Even bleeding he was still so beautiful, smiling at you with such warmth and kindness that a fierce blush soon dominated your face and neck. It only grew worse when he thanked you, surprising you when he remembered your name. You'd thought there was no way someone as popular as him would know your name, but Toshinori was full of surprises apparently. When he gave your cheek a quick kiss before returning to class, you were certain this boy was going to be the death of you.

Later, when your heart refused to stop pounding at the thought of him, you realized what he'd stolen from you. Even now, whenever you saw him your heart leaped, reminding you of who it belonged to.

Sighing again, you rested your head on your hand. It was no use. No matter how much you tried to convince yourself that Toshinori would never like you the way you liked him, you continued to fall deeper and deeper in love with him. 

What you didn't know was that you couldn't have been more wrong about how Toshinori felt about you. 

You would never have guessed it, but the day you helped him was also the day the mighty Yagi Toshinori fell head over heels in love. 

As cliche as it sounded, the popular, adored boy fell hard for the quiet, shy girl. Despite his rambunctious friends, he was completely focused on you, staring out the window with your face held in your hand. The rest of the world faded away as he watched the sunlight dance around you, a picture of beauty he desperately longed for. 

"Hey, Toshinori! Are you listening?" Startled out of his daydream, his head snapped forward, eyes wide as Hizashi flicked him in the forehead. "You were spacing out there."