Reincarnation Syndrome (bnha reader insert)

Bonding over our frustration with vending machines.

"going out?"

You paused, adjusting your backpack as you looked back at your brother who's been also contemplating going out for a jog, only for your appearance in a sport attire to serve as a motivation for him.

"Mhm, need something?"

"Nah I was going out anyway so let's go for a run together."

"No. You'll make fun of me."

"Don't be stupid, it's called motivation."

"Your motivations are scary so no thanks."

The two of you, despite your mini argument had went together on your way aimlessly, picking up the speed as you went, as leaving him right then and there would be too suspicious, even though, he managed to drag you all the way to an abandoned construction spot he seemed to claim for exercise which honestly screamed; yeah no you're not escaping.

And so that, my friends is the reason why you were lying on the ground, watching clouds on the beach instead of joining izuku to help him feel motivated or something.

Moments has passed as you slowly felt yourself nodding off, the forest green haired boy couldn't help but feel a bit worried. After all he had seen you pressure yourself at times out of frustration, as you weren't someone who'd express their emotions out loud and instead bury yourself in a random task in order to calm down, leading you to eventually collapse in exhaustion.

As his evening routine came to an end, his concern only grew when you marched with him on his way home, even though your stop was in the other way.

The first thought that came to his mind was your inability to pay attention due to the possibility of you having something on your mind, he shook his head a little, reminding himself to not build assumptions so quickly.

Even so, he didn't push you away, wishing to make sure of your well being and invited you inside.

Upon entering his room, you spontaneously took a seat on the spinning chair near his desk, your childish excitement to spin around building up a bit of energy as he took a seat on the side of his bed, facing your figure.

His once worried expression turned into a more relieved one once he noted your sudden mood lift, happy with his decision to look after you as your little game suddenly came to end.

Roughly, you pointed into the bed, having no will to talk as the freckled boy just looked in confusion, trying to understand what you meant.

"Wh-? Oh you wanna lay down? Here th-"

You shook your head, pointing at him then the bed as a way to clear up your intentions.

"No? Then...? You want ME to lay down...?"

Shake! Shake!

"Huh? I don't understand...wait," his face bloomed into a cute pink color, mirroring his realisation as well as embarrassment, " you want to cuddle...?"

"..." You looked at him, then adverted your gaze to your left as if thinking, repeating the action a few times in various directions.

Shake! Nod! Shake! Nod!

' She's conflicted!', he thought as he sighed, laying down on the bed, he was sure to leave you a spot as he patted it signaling you to take it, you climbed in almost immediately, not being able to resist.

The boy beside you had gotten over his flustered state, soon relaxing into your embrace, you doing the same in a much faster rate, he began to brush your hair with his bare hand, running it through your soft locks he always loved to braid.