Boku No Hero Academia x Reader [Oneshots]

Love At First Dance [Yagi Toshinori/All Might]

[A/N: I guess I changed the request a tiny bit, but I hope you'll like it anyway! Thanks for requesting ^^]

Dance School!AU

     Walking across the road, you regretted not putting your warm fluffy hoodie on. The cold weather hit the city only yesterday and you thought it's not gonna be that bad so you didn't bother to take a jacket, opting for a mere cardigan instead. Big mistake. It didn't prevent the cold wind to chill you to the bone at all. And since it was only the start of autumn, no one thought of starting up the heating system of the school you worked in yet so the whole building was a half-freezing hell as well. How fitting, considering how many students would describe their school experiences as hellish. You smirked a bit, wondering if that's how your students would talk about your lessons too. You rounded your shoulders, trying to warm your stiff with cold muscles. The café wasn't even that far from the school and yet you already felt like no amount of warm-up will get you ready for the lesson. Oh well, the coffee was worth it. Fate, however, had different plans for you.

Just as the place you aimed for came into the view, so did something – or rather someone – else. A man you recognized even from far away. He had fluffy blonde hair and crystal blue eyes that simply dragged your full attention to him. And the fact that his charcoal grey turtleneck hugged his sculpted body snuggly didn't exactly help either. He looked like an angel! If only angels wore their jackets folded over their arms while carrying a little cardboard cup holder. He waved at you and you returned the gesture, rushing to meet him halfway. How he was not freezing was beyond your comprehension.

"Hey Toshi! Also lacking caffeine I see," you teased once you were close enough and eyed the cup holder, finally noticing it was occupied by two cups. "Yeah, I thought you might want some too and hoped to catch you before you have to endure this cold. I know you grew up in warmer climate, so... yeah," he rubbed his neck with a shy smile that made your heart flutter. "Aw, that's so sweet! Thank you so much! I swear I'll stay put next time," you smiled gratefully. "I'm not your personal delivery service, you know?" he joked as he handed you your cup. You hummed dismissively and took a sip. It was done just the way you liked it. That caught you off guard and he probably noticed because he chuckled at your confused expression. "What? You thought I wouldn't remember how you take your coffee after all these weeks?" Now it was your turn to be shy. "Well I didn't exactly have a reason to assume so," you smiled a little bit as you sipped the drink again.

You were not bitter, truly not. But it was such a stark contrast between you two. You on one hand never missed an opportunity to watch his lessons or just sneak a peek as he practiced. While on the other he never bothered to do anything like that or to at the very least try to get to know your dance style better. You would lie if you said you weren't disappointed by his behaviour – you were friends, colleagues and even shared an office after all. You kept telling yourself that maybe he just doesn't feel comfortable enough to just barge in and watch you so you offered him to help you during the class but he always politely declined. Yet here he was, remembering something so stupid like how you like your coffee.

"I'm full of surprises," he winked you playfully. You choked on your drink, laughing as you coughed. "Where did that come from?" you said in between coughs, lips spread into a wide smile. He shrugged as he laughed himself. "I guess I'm still half asleep," he joked, finishing his drink in a long swig. "Or maybe just slowly dying from the cold," you muttered as you gulped down the rest of the warm liquid and were once again left to face the cold without any protection. You shivered as the freezing wind rushed past you. "Oh, I'm so stupid, I didn't notice – here, take this," he stumbled over his words as he put his jacket over your shoulders. The relief was immediate. You almost purred like a cat with the sudden warmth. "Are you sure? It's not that far, I can do it," you politely assured he was alright without his jacket even though there was no way you were going to give it back until you reached the school where you kept a warm sweater for this kind of scenarios. "I'm fine, the cold never really bothered me," he smiled at you. "Thank you," you returned the motion and snuggled into the warm piece of clothing.