Sero x Mineta Fanfiction (MHA)

Chapter 3: Mall

Sero's POV:

The only nearby Old Navy was in the mall, so me and Mineta headed for that one. For being a person who has duct tape for elbows, not a lot of long sleeved tops or much of any jackets would fit me. If I had to, I would most likely cut holes in the elbow area so that I don't get uncomfortable. We were walking to the mall because the academia was that close to the mall.

And here's the funny thing. Mineta wasn't being as much of a pervert, so I'm guessing heard the news about Momo and Jiro. They are a sweet couple, and right now Mineta is handling it pretty well by just talking to me. Mineta is the real one would catch my eye out the crowd. It would be difficult since he is so short, but it's true. But it's taking a lot of my strength to keep myself from asking him to go the dance with me.

"Maybe if we stay there long enough, we can probably get some brunch?" I ask. "Whatever floats your boat." Mineta replys. "Last time I checked, boats float on water." I say as a joke. Mineta gives me a half irritated, half that-was-pretty-funny look, making me laugh. We had finally arrived at the mall and I looked at the signs to find the Old Navy. Then I feel a hand wrap into mine. And holy soy sauce, it was Mineta's hand. A blush ends up spreading on my face and I look down at Mineta, who was facing me with no such of a expression on his face, except a glimpse of blush.

Before I could say anything, Mineta averts his eyes to the stores around us. "So we don't get lost." He exclaims. "More like so you don't get lost." I say sarcastically. We walk around the mall for about 2 minutes and we get to the Old Navy. When we got in there and started looking at clothes, I looked back at my right hand and notice it was still conjoined with Mineta's hand, making me cover my mouth with my left hand and blush.

Mineta motioned me to go to children's clothes for some reason. "Uh, Mineta? This the children's clothing." I explain. He turned back to me with a look. "...I'm too small to fit in Men's clothing." He says embar- rassed. I grab a shirt that has a flamingo on it and show to Mineta. "This would look great on you!" I joke. "You're so entertaining, Cellophane." He says eyeing me.

"All right, all right, I'll leave you here to pick out baby clothes. I'll be over in the MEN'S section." I say, strolling over that way. Mineta still trys to find clothes that don't look too childish for him, and so I end up looking for clothes a little under my size of preference for Mineta to wear. I found this nice denim jacket with fur on it's hood I liked, a classy pair of pants, and something I don't need to cut up, a oversized orange sweater. The sweater brings out my hair a bit.

I meet up with Mineta, who didn't really have much clothes, just a frayed pair of pants. "Was there no shirts that didn't have enough glitter for you?" I say. "Well, I don't think your sweater is orange enough." He says back, making me snicker. We pay for our clothes and then we headed to Books-A-Million and played hide and seek tag there.

Then we went to the food court and got some Taco Bell. I got a quesadilla, and Mineta had a burrito. After that, we got Baskins Robins and ate icecream. "This makes for decent Sunday." I say while still eating my scone. If only something could make it better. "Yeah, not bad." Mineta says. "Are you going to that dance by any chance?" I question awkwardly. "So and so. By the way, why did you give me your cereal at breakfast?" He asks. "You needed it more than me. Just wanted to taste it. Besides, I like Coco Puffs better anyways." I explain.

"U-um thanks." He stuttered, blushing. "You don't need to thank me again." I say, eating some more of my icecream. "Should we head back to the academia?" Mineta asks. "Yeah, we'll also finish our icecream once we're back. Oh! And also.." I grab Mineta's arm and take out a pen, writing on his arm. "There! That's my Discord, if we don't have the time to meet each other." I say putting the pen back in my pocket. "The hell is a Discord?" He asks. "You'll get the hang of it. Now c'mon, let's go before the icecream melts." I say, holding out my hand for Mineta's. We'll stick together.