He paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on you before he turned back, a smile playing on his lips. "Sure," he replied, reaching out to hand you his phone. With a cheerful demeanor, you swiftly entered your phone number into his device. "Text me when you get home," you announced, a hint of excitement in your voice. Returning the phone to him, you bid him goodbye and made your way into the cozy confines of your house. Leaning against the door, you couldn't help but reflect on the encounter. "He was really cute, and the way he interacted with that little girl was so kind," you mused to yourself.
As you mused, a chime resonated from your pocket, drawing your attention. Retrieving your phone, you discovered a text from Momo.
Momo: Hey (Y/n), would you like to come over to my house for a sleepover?
Y/n: Yeah, that'd be cool. Let me ask my mom.
With excitement bubbling within you, you promptly messaged your mom, seeking permission to attend the sleepover.
Y/n: Hey mom, Momo is inviting me over for a sleepover at her place. Can I please go?
Mom: Yeah, sure, but don't forget to pick up your brother and sister from their sleepover.
Y/n: Of course, I'll make sure to do that. Thanks!
Having received the green light, you switched back to texting Momo.
Y/n: Okay, so I can go. I'll be there in about 20 minutes.
With a renewed energy, you dashed up the grand staircase of your house, turning corners and jogging down the hallway until you reached your bedroom. Grabbing a bag from a basket next to your bookshelf, you carefully selected your sleeping clothes, tomorrow's outfit, a toothbrush, charger, headphones, and a few other essentials. In the excitement of the moment, you also grabbed your motorcycle keys. Heading out of your room, you navigated your way to the garage, opening the door and slipping on your helmet. The sight of your dark blue Yamaha YZF-R6, a speed-oriented supersport motorcycle, brought a thrill to your senses. With the engine revving to life, you embarked on your journey towards Momo's house.
After a time skip, you arrived at her house, skillfully parking your bike in the driveway. Gathering your belongings, you approached the front door and knocked. Momo greeted you with a smile as she opened the door.
"(Y/n), hey! How are you?" Momo's warm voice filled the air.
"Hey, Momo. I'm doing good. Can I come inside?" you asked, eager to join in the upcoming adventures.
"Of course, come in," Momo replied, ushering you into her abode before closing the door behind you. "It's been quite a while since our last sleepover. Let's make this one memorable," she suggested, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
A smile danced across your face as you responded, "Yeah, let's do it!" Together, you both ascended the stairs, anticipation fueling your every step, until you reached Momo's inviting bedroom.
Setting your belongings down, you couldn't contain your excitement any longer. Jumping onto her bed, you settled in comfortably. Momo, ever observant, couldn't help but notice your elevated spirits. Curiosity marked her expression as she inquired, "You seem happier than usual today. What's got you all giddy?"
A light blush dusted your cheeks as you began to share the details. "Well, I met this incredible guy," you confessed.
"I see, continue," Momo said, taking a seat beside you, her eyes filled with curiosity. "And he is super cute. Not to mention, he has this really cool quirk, and he's genuinely sweet," you finished explaining, a hint of excitement lingering in your voice. Momo raised an eyebrow, her concern evident. "Hmm, he sounds interesting, but I wouldn't rush into crushing on him just yet. After all, you just met him," she advised, her tone laced with caution.
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Balance (Shoto Todoroki x OP! reader)
FanfictionYou were being attacked by a villain when someone swoops in and saves you. Could he be an angel? No, it's the very handsome son of Endeavor. He has taken quite the liking to you for some reason. Who knows why? You can't explain it but there is somet...