Mulling over the selection he could not decide what CD looked good. On one hand that new CD from that current rising K-Pop group seemed like a good choice, but that new indie punk group might be a better fit.
Oh why did this have to be so hard! Just pick one out already, he scolded himself. He quickly checked the price tags on each and sighed. They were both already pretty pricy, meaning he would have to pick one. No but one get one specials for this boy.
"Having trouble selecting a CD?" Her voice caught him off guard, the items in his hands nearly slipping and falling to the floor.
He caught them and reaffirmed his grip luckily, then turned to look at the girl who was watching him. She chuckled a single time, having not know she would have spooked him so much from her just asking him a question out of the blue.
"J-Jirou-san!" He called out, face lighting up in a soft tone of pink. "W-what are you doing here?"
Jirou chuckled, gesturing to the aisle selection he was currently blocking, pointing a finger to another punk band. She grabbed the album with ease and showed it off to his curious (eye color) eyes.
"I wanted to pick up this one and the one you're holding... but it looks like you got the last copy." She smiled, pointing to the punk record in his hand.
"O-Oh this one? Yeah I was gonna buy it." He admitted.
"And the K-Pop one too?" She asked, her eyes looking a bit unappealed.
"W-well I could only afford one... and between you and me, I much prefer this emotional band way more then the generic love songs the top signs have."
Jirou's eyes lit up and she nodded enthusiastically. "I feel the same way! I don't mind K-Pop, or J-Pop... but these artists just speak to me so much more."
He smiled listening to her ramble on a bit more about her love for music and how if she ever found herself unable to become a hero, music would be her fall back.
The two teens approached the counter, each placing their items up at different registers, a different clerk helping them each as they paid and soon their items were placed into bags and they could leave on their merry way.
The duo walked next to each other as the exited the music shop, looking very gleeful at their purchases. Jirou turned to bid goodbye, but (Name) had stopped her, his own words reaching her ears before his could reach his.
"Here." He spoke, holing out the bag of the newly bought CD.
"H-huh?" Jirou looked at him in confusion, not understanding why he decided to give her his newly bought item.
"I-It's a bit embarrassing to say out loud... but I bought this for you. I found out you really liked the band and wanted to get you a copy of the new album. Guess I got lucky and got the last copy.
Then I saw that K-Pop CD and I knew all your girlfriends talk about them alot... so I was really confused on what one to get you... luckily you showed up and helped me make the right choice."
He rambled on, the suddenly stopped hearing Jirou let out chuckles as he retold his last battle and how she had saved him at the last moment. He paused, face lighting up for what felt like the hundredth time since she started a conversation with him.
"A-anyway, please accept your gift." He held it out, smiling gently at her and hoping she would take his gift from his hands.
He liked her so much, and since he was bad with his words and his actions... maybe a gift would at least let her know he thought very highly of her. Even so, none of it would mean a thing is if she denied him the object still resting in his hand.
Gently, he felt some of the weight shift from him to someone else, the plastic bag being taken away from him. He blinked, looking back at her, his blush softening, but his heart rate increasing.
"Well if you put this much thought into it, then I'll accept." Jirou tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, smiling gently.
"I-I hope you enjoy the music... what am I saying." He laughed, smiling even brighter, his radiance capturing her attention. "Of course you will, you're the one who convinced me to buy it after all."
"I'll make sure to lend it to you when I have it downloaded." She smiled and then suddenly widened her eyes, her own face lighting up. "C-Can I buy you something as a thank you?"
He waved his hands, shaking his head as well. "N-No! You shouldn't feel obligated to give me anything, I'm fine."
Jirou linked her arm with his, tugging him forward down the street with her. He glanced at her, watching as she flashed him a convincing look to shut come with her.
"Well I'm buying you a smoothie. So let's go."
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My Hero Academia Imagines
Fanfiction~A Collection of Requested BNHA Imagines~ REQUESTS ARE: CURRENTLY CLOSED! Take care of Bakugou when he gets his wisdom teeth out, Kick Endeavor in the balls while defending Shouto, have class 1-A throw you a surprise party, adopt a cat with Todoroki...