My Hero Academia - One Shots -

Tamaki Amajiki - I Need You, Ok?

Quirk: Ink
The user is able to naturally create ink and store it in there body. The amount that is released can be controlled, but using to much can result in fainting.

"How was your day, n/n?"

"I-It was alright, Nejire-"

"Did you do anything exciting?"

"N-no, not really-"

"Gee, I'm sorry. There's always tomorrow! Right?"

"Unfortunately..."

Y/n glanced up from her clasped hands, Nejire already taking part in a conversation with Mirio. She sighed, giving the girl a small, lopsided smile.

Daintily opening her bento box, y/n's nervous e/c eyes wandered around the cafeteria. The room was crowded thanks to the lunch rush - absolutely no help to her social anxiety. She nudged her body closer to the boy next to her, also known as her childhood friend, Tamaki Amajiki.

Tamaki, although familiar with the unconscious tendency, felt a harsh hue of pink overlay his pale cheeks. He did nothing to shy away from the girl, always happy to share contact with her. In fact, he knew that he enjoyed it more than he should have; he wouldn't deny the fact that he wanted more than a friendship with y/n, either - he'd never say that, of course.

In an anxious panic, y/n shakily reached for her napkin, bringing it to her lap. She activated her quirk, running the pad of her finger along the rough material.

Tamaki intently watched in amazement as an intricate design began to cover to used-to-be blank canvas. No matter what it was, y/n always had some material to draw, just for a time like this. He had seen this process multiple times before as y/n cured her own anxiety, yet he sat surprised each time at its beautiful product.

Panic attacks were natural, and quite frequent, for the two of them - that being on of the reasons they bonded so naturally. While y/n's escape was drawing, Tamaki's was different. His cure was her.

Mirio and Nejire talked between themselves, occasionally glancing with knowing smiles towards the pair. Their mutual crush was obvious, pretty much to everyone - except them. It was as if they were in their own little world. They never seemed to realize how close they drifted to each other, y/n almost resting her head on Tamaki's shoulder.

Being careful not to disturb the two, Mirio stood quietly while helping Nejire out of her seat. The courteous friends went about finding a place at another, more talkative table, leaving their oblivious friends in peace.

As y/n accomplished filling the entire napkin, she gently placed it on the table, looking shyly at Tamaki with a content smile. The elf-eared boy smiled back instinctively, her smile having such an affect on him, as if it was contagious.

"Where did Nejire and Mirio go?" she asked as she glanced towards the empty seats across the table.

Her angelic voice immediately snapped Tamaki out of his gaze, finally noticing the absence of his classmates. "They might be discussing our presentation for tomorrow."

"You have a presentation?"

Tamaki shuddered at the thought alone. "Y-yeah. We're gonna be talking to class 1-A... I don't want to go."

The h/c haired girl rested her hand softly on his shoulder as she offered a kind smile. "I'm sure you'll do great, Tama."

"A-Are you joking?" he asked with slight hesitation. "I'm p-probably just gonna embarrass myself - again - and you know it."

Y/n could practically hear the distress in his voice, knowing automatically that he was extremely worried for the following day. She hated when he condescended on himself. It was clear that it hurt him, and it pained her as well.