*Y/N POV*
I open the door to walk in on my dad eating pizza. "Hey hun! How was the gym!" Asks my dad with his mouth full. "Dad cmon please don't eat while talking and yes it was good Izuku actually went with me" I say putting down my bag. "How's Izuku doing? I just saw Inko yesterday at the supermarket actually!" Still speaking with his mouth full, "Izuku is doing great! We are very excited for the entrance exams!" I exclaimed. "Anyways where's mom?" I ask looking around. "Oh she is just shopping right now for costumes for our! Oh that reminds me remember to tell Izuku that your mother and I have an upcoming concert and they are welcome!". "Will do" I say heading to my room. Since I have trained I should maybe practice with my ukulele.
**FlashBack**
"Since your daughter has such a unique voice I suggest you should maybe teach Y/N a thing or two on an instrument" said my doctor to my parents. They were of course gonna do that anyways. So as soon as I was diagnosed with my quirk they got me a ukulele. It took me two days to learn how to play. I was basically a child prodigy. This escalated to the pointed where I knew how to play every instrument. And even before that I was listening to Pink Floyd (Roger Waters please marry me) and David Bowie I loved all that old school stuff. I decided if I were going to be a hero I would always have a ukulele cause:
no 1. It has a strong impact
no.2 It's easy to bring around instead of a piano or something
no 3 I do best in ukulele
**End of flashback**
I grab my uke and tune it properly. I hum to the melody of a classic before playing. BlackBird by the Beatles. I think of all the scenarios I could use this for. I do this for every song I know. I strum my uke to the tune. I start to sing as I think of the red head. I suddenly hear a complete different melody. I've never heard it before. I rush to my pen and paper and write every note that popted into my head. Then the lyrics started to form. It was a long song. This tends to happen when I have a strong emotion. But never love. Well yes I love my family, Izuku, Katsuki but this was not like that. I strum to the melody in my head. I get so into it I don't even realize my father at the side of the door listening to everything.
*Your fathers POV*
Welp there goes Y/N again off to study. I sip my coffee while taking another bite of my pizza. I hear a melody a recognizable one too. But it seemed so old. I head up stairs to listen to more. As she starts to sing my heart sinks. Y/N
L/N my daughter will go far in life. Tears start to form in my eyes. She becomes more passionate with each word and strum. As she finishes up her song she turns to look over at me.
*Y/N POV*
My father stands at the door. He comes down to my bed next to where I'm sitting he grabs the guitar I had beside my bed he starts to tune it. I grabs my uke and we both start to play the melody I sang. This song could have so much impact. Usually I don't take pride in my music or quirk but this is different. As he reads of the paper singing along with me strumming to the love song my mother walks in. She sits on the floor in front of us. As we finish up she slowly claps asking if my father and I wrote it, "It was all Y/N" says my father. Her jaw drops. And I giggle at the sight. I turn to look at the time and notice that I should get to bed. "Alright mom and dad I'm going to head to bed" I say yawing. The last thing I remember is them turning the lights of in my room.
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