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

63. Boost of confidence!

Sliding into the back of Mirio's car the guys smiled at you "Bakugou being grumpy?" the friendly blonde questioned as you sighed.

"I think he only has a couple of emotions" you laughed, "But I know he cares. When we first met, he was an absolute asshole. Of course, he had no clue who I was." You shrug noticing that the conversation was clearly making Tamaki uncomfortable. "But...what about you guys, excited for the new season to start?" Smiling sweetly, Tamaki glancing at you in the mirror.

Mirio then started talking with you, whilst Tamaki just added a tiny amount of input, which didn't surprise you. It wasn't long till you were at their home, as they were third years, they'd opted for a three-bed student house.

Just as you were about to open the car door, it opens automatically or so you thought but stood there is Tamaki looking bashful. "Thank you, Tamaki!" you smile as you take his hand, as he helps you out the car. His palm a little sweaty but you knew this was possibly a lot, since he was so socially awkward.

Stepping out the car, you pulled him into a tiny hug, as he grabbed your bag from your hand. "I'll erm carry your bag." He was such a gentleman that he reminded you a little of Kiri in that aspect, but a lot less forward. The hand he'd helped you out the car with never let go of yours, as you made your way to the house.

It was nice and cosy looking when you walked in, it reminded you of Yo's house putting a smile on your lips. He'd text whilst you were in the car for a little, before you explained what you were up to.

"Well, I'll be in my room." Mirio beamed before heading up the stairs, disappearing the two of you stood there, in silence. It was obvious that Tamaki was extremely nervous, all you wanted him to do was feel comfortable around you.

"Where shall I put my stuff?" smiling up to the guy he looks down to your face, holding a friendly and kind expression.

"Oh...do you want to put it in my room? I can do it and then eat?" he looked at you, his cheeks dusted pink like they had been since you had met up with him at football. Trying not to spook him you nodded, so he could lead the way. It was your first time to the trio's house, therefore had no clue what room was his.

Without a word he smiled slightly and began walking up the stairs with you in tow, never letting go of your hand, that felt so warm in his slightly sweaty one. Nevertheless, you didn't mind as you could tell he was apprehensive, and him being nervous made you a little nervous. Getting to the door he placed a hand on the doorknob, "Errm...sorry if it's messy!" he declared under his breath before opening the door to the absolutely sparkling spotless room.

"Yep, super messy!" you giggled making him look ashamed before you giggled again. "Tamaki, I've never seen a room so clean, are you sure that you even sleep in here?...or are you a vampire?" looking up you could tell he's relieved that you were trying to lighten the mood, to make him more comfortable.

"Oh...you know my secret." He chuckled like truly chuckled making you stare at him like he was some precious gem you'd just discovered. "Shall we go in? It's a little awkward standing here." He glanced at you before glancing back to the room, still not 100% sure if you thought it was clean.

"Lead the way, Vampire Tamaki!" you smile as he chortles, guiding you into the room, finally letting go of your hand. Instantly missing its warmth, that he just stood there a second before entering the room, placing his bag down as you placed yours down.

"So, we should eat first and then study?" he looked at you, regretting asking you to study and not just to come to watch a movie or something.

"Sounds like a plan to me!" Grabbing his hand making his blush, but he was relieved as he began leading you to the kitchen, where he began making ramen. "Want a hand? I'm not very good at it but I can give it a try?" he could tell by the look in your eyes, you really weren't confident in the kitchen with cooking, of course baking was a different story.