Siren Song (All Might x Reader)

Chapter 7: Protein Powder

"Y-you don't want to be a hero?" He choked on his food a bit.

"No... not in the slightest... I'm sorry," you hoped you hadn't disappointed him. He stood up awkwardly and took your dishes, whisking them away to the sink.

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed. But didn't you go to a hero course in high school?"

"Yeah, I guess I mostly did it because everyone else told me I should. That was before I found out about... well, the other aspects of my quirk. It didn't feel right being a hero with a power like that."

"I see... you know your power would be perfect as a hero, right? Even if you're limited to water areas."

"I dunno. It's also just something that doesn't appeal to me. I never viewed fighting villains as my kinda thing. I think I'll just stick to something else" you felt horribly embarrassed by this. Telling the number one hero you had no plan to follow that same career path. Hopefully he'd understand. He silently washed the dishes, not saying anything as you shifted uncomfortably in your seat.

"Well, what do you want to be, then?" He asked suddenly, putting the dishes away in the upper cupboard.

"Umm...." you fidgeted timidly. You had hoped he would ask, it was a bit embarrassing. "I dunno..."

"You have to have something! I can tell from the look on your face."

"It's embarrassing!" You protested as he leaned across the counter, becoming eye level with you.

"As long as it's not being a stripper or something I won't make fun of you!"

"And what if it is?" You joked.

"Well... more to you I guess. You're evading my question."

"Ugh! Fine!! I want to be a singer. Happy?" You crossed your arms and sighed.

"Huh. A singer, I should've guessed. You have a lovely voice. Well... from what I remember. You should have no problem in that field."

"I dunno. People only want idols and that crap. If you couldn't tell... that's not really my thing. I can't do all that dancing and the costumes and all that junk. Plus, I'm too shy. I get stage wicked. It's just a pipe dream, I guess."

"With some hard work you could stop being so shy. It's hard to come out of your shell. Look, in the past few days you've gotten a lot less shy around me." He turned away, rustling in the cupboard and pulling out a large glass. He mixed some things together as you talked.

"That's different. You're easy to be comfortable around. You've seen me naked, for God's sake".

"That is true. I'm glad you're comfortable around me, or this would be very awkward,".

"Yeah, yeah." You chuckled, waving him off. "What are you making?"

"You'll see," He snickered, putting a lid on the glass and shaking vigorously. He took a sip when he was done, nodded, and passed it over to you. The drink was light brown and slightly frothy, an artificially sweet smell emanating off of it.

"What is this?"

"Take a sip!" He urged you.

"This doesn't have drugs in it, does it?"

"Oh my god, no!" He sighed. "I just drank some of it."

"That's true, but you're super strong. Maybe you're immune!" you tentatively held the glass up to your lips, inhaling the scent of it. You parted your lips and let the drink flow into your mouth, suddenly recoiling from the glass and scrunching your face up.