🍋Kinky Little Rich Girl (BNHA AU X READER) 18+🍋 (Completed)

33. Tamaki's Butterfly!

At the same time, Mirio was talking to Midoryia about something, when he turned back to notice that Tamaki was nowhere to be seen. "Anyone sees where Tamaki went?" the extremely muscular blonde, with big blue eyes commented.

Everyone shrugged before someone called out "Isn't that him over there? Hugging that girl? I didn't think he had a girlfriend?" the guys looked confused, as usually, he was a bundle of nerves around any girl that wasn't Nejire. Even round her, he was on edge and they lived in the same house with Mirio.

"Huh?" Mirio took his helmet off watching from the sides, as he saw the boy in question pull away, his face was that red you could tell from this distance he was blushing as you held your hand up to try to calm him or something but of course he couldn't see your face. However, what happened next was what threw him off.

'So, the rumours are true' he smirked to himself watch until eventually his friend came running over but he was the only one that saw and decided to question him later when All Might wasn't around. As he felt it poor form to talk about a guy's daughter in front of them, but also, he didn't want his friend to get embarrassed.

Over at your end, Tamaki was holding you stroking your back to try to comfort you, but also to try to compose the anger. For some reason, he had developed a crush for you in his first year of college, but never once thought of acting on it. It started when you tried to talk to him once but realised that he was shy, so would just sit with next to him in silence at first, trying to work out what kind of things the ever so shy boy liked.

Then one time when you came along with your dad to watch, you had a book you wanted to give him. All the other boys always hit on you, but not once did the messy-haired boy, so you decided you wanted to in a way say thank you. The book had a blank cover to not show what was inside, as you didn't want to embarrass him but you had seen him so intrigued with butterflies whenever one was on the pitch or flew near you.

Not saying anything you just placed the book on his knee, glancing at his blushing face as he went to refuse it but you would just put it back on his knee until eventually, you told him it was rude to refuse a gift. The thing is he never wanted to refuse it but knew you had a boyfriend, so couldn't understand why you had brought him a gift.

When you told him to open it when he gets home after football training, he was a blushing mess at the words you had written in it.

'Tamaki, you seem really shy and well you don't say much about yourself, but I see the way you look at butterflies, so I thought you would like this book. It used to be mine when I was little but I thought you would like it. Love, (f/n) 🦋 xxx '

The only thing is he wasn't just looking at the butterflies that way, he was watching you have fun with the others around you and how you could put anyone in a good mood, with your contagious smile just like your father's it could brighten any room and no matter how bad the situation you would always be smiling.

However, after then your boyfriend started to come to training and you would sit with him instead of anyone within the team. When you did try to talk to any of the other guys, Dabi would always distract you with kisses and hugs, making you giggle but you looked happy, as he watched from the sidelines. Hoping one day he would get a chance or have the courage to tell you just how you made him feel. However, he didn't want it like this, as he never wanted to see your 'All Might' like smile disappear.

That's how he knew what had happened was bad, since the smile was gone from your lips and looked as if it hadn't truly come back or ever would. That's why his body moved on its own pulling your tiny frame into his larger one, to hold you, to show you he was there for you. Letting yourself be held in the boy's arms a little surprised since you rarely spoke to him anymore and when you did talk to him, he would never talk back but he was listening. You could always see it in the glances he would give you, or the nod of his head.