A Healer's Kiss (MHA x Reader) (Discontinued)

Chapter 7: Aoyama, Tsuyu, Uraraka, Jirou, and Mina

"Thanks for taking me to the mall, Denki!" (Y/n) beamed. "It's been really stressful at UA, so it's nice to relax."

"Mhm," Denki replied. They were sitting down at a table in the food court, and Denki had his head slumped, supported by his hand. He had this lovestruck grin on his face as he watched (Y/n) look excitedly around the mall.

"I've never been to a Japanese mall before! You'll have to show me around!"

She got up from the table and grabbed his hand.

"Where to first?"

Denki and (Y/n) darted all around the mall, laughing together as they messed around.

"I'm going to beat you this time (Y/n)!" Denki bragged, putting more quarters in the coin slot.

"Oh you're on, Discount Pikachu!"

They hopped from game to game around the arcade. (Y/n) would win most of the time, leaving Denki to sulk next to her.

"Oh cheer up! C'mon, let's go do this next!"

She pulled him over to a laser tag desk, where they got all their gear and started up the game.

"Where are you...?" Denki called out. Jumping around the corner, he aimed his gun, expecting (Y/n) to be there.

A blaster noise went off, and the light on Denki's chestplate faded.

"Team 2 wins!"

(Y/n) came bounding around the corner, gun in hand and grin on her face.

"That was awesome! You're really good at this game Denki!"

He couldn't help but smile.

They hit the food court next, as (Y/n) was getting hungry.

She tried everything in the store windows she could see, from boba tea to ramen bowls to sushi.

"Are you sure you're going to be able to finish that?" Denki asked as the server set down her second bowl of ramen.

"Yeah! I have a big appetite, and it's delicious!"

He smiled as he watched her slurp noodles from the bowl.

Lastly, they hit the clothes store.

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(Y/n)'s brow furrowed in concentration. She couldn't decide between two cute tops she wanted.

"Oh non," she heard someone say. Looking over, she saw a boy with his blond hair swept to the side staring at her. His face looked green, and he looked like he was about to hurl.

"Oh mon Dieu! Are you really going to wear those?"

"Uhhh yes? What's wrong with these?" (Y/n) asked.

"Those colors don't go with your skin tone at all!"

"Huh?"

"Oh, Aoyama, you're here too!" Denki exclaimed, putting his arm on (Y/n)'s shoulder.

"Does he go to UA too?"

"Yeah, he's in my class."

"I watched this poor girl trying to decide between those two ugly things!" he cried, pointing at the two shirts (Y/n) was holding. She sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Would it make you feel better to pick out some outfits for me?"

"Oh it would be my pleasure!"

He grabbed her arm and dragged her around the store at sannic speed.