Dinner with Katsuki went great.
The two went to a nice diner close to the school. Bakugou offered his (hella spicy) food, and was disappointed when she politely declined, Y/n force-fed him some (favourite dessert), and Bakugou ended up paying, thanks to his desire to be the coolest, toughest, macho-man, But Y/n didn't complain. She just gave a big tip. She also gave bakugou her number.
"I guess he wasn't as big of a dick as I thought..." Y/n mumbled happily, walking up to the Midoriya household.
"Knock, Knock, Ma!" She called, shifting her bag.
"Oh, Y/n! I assume you're here to stay the night?"
"Yep!" With that, the plump mother let Y/n enter her home. Her phone chimed as she thanked Inko.
Z Deprived Dad
>WHERE YO ASS AT
You
>Izu's humble abode.
>Won't be home for dinner, Inko-sama's cooking!!
Z Deprived Dad
>Aight. Zashi will scream at curfew if you not home
You
>When curfew @ ma dude-bro
Z Deprived Dad
>idc.
>when school starts
You
>You da best see ya l8r
Z Deprived Dad
>Call Zashi b4 bed
>Please
>I beg of you
>you know what he does.
You
>Kay! XOX
Y/n closed her phone down bouncing a little bit in excitement. She saw her Broccoli Brethren enter the living room
"Brocco-Babey~ I'm staying the night!" He smiled.
"Kay, Yama-chan! You can borrow a sweater if you want."
"SWEET MOTHER OF JAH HIMSELF! THANK!"
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"*Thud* I can't *thud* write this paper! It's too harddddd!" Y/n exclaimed, banging her head on Izuku's large desk.
"STFU stop banging yo dumbass head on ma polished oak desk. Stupid, I swear to Jahl Might himself I WILL KICK YOU OUT MY FOKIN HOUSE" Izuku boi'd Y/n, placing a cushion where she was hitting the desk.
"Cheezus, On Jah, I swear on ur fukin Yeezys Momdoriya can prolly hear you. Yo ass'll be skirtin down the street from her and her Chancla heels," She stuck her tongue at him, and continued working.
"You're hungry? For real?" Y/n nods as her stomach rumbles. "Aight. We might have leftovers. They are in t-" Izuku couldn't finish his sentence... because Y/n was already back with fresh Inko cooking. "Where in the fu-" Inko-sama burst into the room, chancla raised, eyes blazing.
"FINISH THAT DAMN SENTENCE, I DARE YOU, BOY"
"M-Mom! I was uhm gonna say uhm 'Where in the fur coat! I swear!" Izuku was slowly backing away from his mother, eyes widened in panic.
"YOU SWEAR ALL RIGHT!" WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
"OW...OUCH, MOM STOP... IM SORRY!" Inko hit her son as hard as she could with the rubber sandal. Y/n did the catholic cross sign thing and fumbled for the door handle. The angry mother turned toward Y/n's quivering form.
"And you! Just Letting my son spew this language out of his innocent mouth!" The chancla sandal was slowly floating towards Y/n. Her soul was leaving her body. The sandal suddenly began to float back into the raging mother's hand after hovering over the h/c-ete's soul-less carcass for another eternity.
"Oh, Y/n, honey! I could never hit you! Izuku is lucky to have such a loyal and loving friend. By the way, I made dinner." Inko waddled back into the hallway, leaving her weapon in the middle of the small bedroom.
The room was completely silent.
''You were right. She did come in Chaclas blazing'' Izuku panted, rubbing the red shoe-mark on his face.
''Ah haha... I was. That was legit the most terrifying thirty seconds of my entire life.''
''Honestly, same''
~~~~~~ANOTHER TIMESKIP BE PREPARED~~~~~~~~~
''Thank you for dinner Ma, It was delicious as always!'' Y/n bowed to Momdoriya gracefully. She placed her small hand on the girl's shoulder and hugged her.
"Off to bed! I don't care if you sleep in the same bed because I trust you. Any funny business and Y/N's not allowed to sleep over anymore. Got that Izuku? '' He turned bright red when his mother waggled her finger in his face like a child, but otherwise nodded.
"Yes, mom!" He dipped his head in a bow and immediately sprinted back to his bedroom
"Yes, Ma!" Inko nodded her head in approval and jerked her thumb down the hallway
" He's waiting for you. I can tell,"
" YYYY/nnnnnnnnn! I'm so boreddddddd!" It had been less than 10 minutes. Y/n look up into the Broccoli boy's eyes, standing from the bed.
''Watcha wanna do, Izu?'' She locks her phone, setting it on Izuku's nightstand.
"What I really want to do... Is this," The green-ette stood, scooping Y/n cloose by the waist. He proceeded to fall to the bed and bury his freckled nose into the crook of his companion's neck.
"I love you, Yama-Chan." Y/n gently moved Izuku's hand from her waist and kissed it. After being released, the hand slid up the girl's borrowed hoodie to the warm skin underneath.
"Lub you too, Izuwu!" The h/c-ette expertly flicked the covers to the two's shoulders, snuggling closer to her best friend.
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Silent is a wish (BNHA X OP READER)(ON HIATUS/REVAMPING)
FanficY/n Is throwing hands, catching feelings, spilling tea and snatching weaves. Oh, yeah! And she's a hero, too. this story was started in 2019, and is undergoing extreme revamping (as of April 2023). Please excuse errors and *GODAWFUL* relationship dy...
