QUIRKY! (MHA x Reader)

Part 26 - Ice King

Uraraka was holding your hand after the excitement died down. It was so bittersweet to watch... both Izuku and Shinso did amazing.

Deep down, you already had a feeling Izuku would win. It didn't make witnessing Shinso's expression of defeat any easier.

Some recruiter was bound to notice him, you thought. He was going to be just fine!

You wanted to find him. Hug him. Do something. But Uraraka insisted that you wait, "He might need some time alone, you know... guys have such sensitive egos."

It made sense but you didn't like it.

"Besides," she beamed, "you have to worry about your match next!"

Your back stiffened. Oh, balls, your fight with Denki! Everything leading up to this point hadn't required you to show off your quirk too much. Now, you and Denki would be centerstage.

"Right," you sighed, "okay!"

"Good luck, (Y/N)! Denki! Go out there and kill each other!" Kirishima's sharp teeth formed an enthused smile.

"That's comforting..." Denki mumbled.

Entering the arena on your own was way different from entering with the entire class. When they announced your name you didn't move for a second. Is this real life?!

I'm gonna hurl. I'm gonna hurl.

You saw Denki on the other side of the field. He had his usual grin and seemed relatively calm. Hopefully, your nerves weren't too obvious...

"BEGIN!!" Present Mic sang.

You were already preparing yourself for a giant electrical attack, but Denki didn't move. What is his deal? You worried you were walking into some kind of trap.

"As much as I want to show everyone my quirk," he said, "It seems to help you more than it does hurt you. So... we'll try something else!"

You were shocked to see him running towards you with no attack prepared. No sparks left his fingers - nothing. You weren't prepared for this. You'll have to get his energy another way.

It looked like he was going to tackle you. Your mind played out all the scenarios you had with Bakugo and how to defeat him when he'd tackle you. You had this. You-

"Whaa?!" You let out a pitifully girlish squeak.

Denki, instead of tackling you to the floor, had you in a fireman's hold over his back. "That was cute," he chuckled, "After I win, maybe we can get dinner together?"

For having someone on his back, Denki was moving quickly. He made a run for it to get you out of bounds. You struggled, but it was impossible to kick him properly and he had one of your arms trapped.

"What's this?" Present Mic prepared a narration, "Sparky isn't giving her a chance to do much of anything! Is this match already over?!"

You cursed under your breath. This was not going to be how you lost!

You wanna play cheap? I'll play cheap...

With your spare hand, you grabbed a handful of Denki's hair and pulled. You attempted to put all of your weight backward, hoping it would throw him off balance.

"Ow, ow!" He whined, "So feisty, (Y\N)!"

It wasn't working as well as you hoped, so you turned it up a notch. You focused anywhere your skin was touching his, even if it was hardly anything. You just had to take enough to make him tired.