My Hero Academia multiships

JiroMomo

The girls of 1-A were changing clothes at the changing room, everyone changed hasty, while Jiro was reluctantly and very discreetly changing her shirt. She was wearing her usual long salmon-colored shirt with several rips at the collar and hem aka her hero suit. She had almost succeeded covering her blackish sport top when Mina shouted.

"Jiro! Did you're boobs grow?!" She shouted pointing at Jiro's breast, Jiro shivered as everyone looked at her objectively feeling conscious by everyone's stare. Mina got closer to Jiro, making grabbing gestures with her hands and surrounding Jiro like a wolf looking at it's prey- something got Mina's attention before she had the chance to harass Jiro.

"Woah Yao-momo, you don't wear a bra!?" She said, suddenly trying to attack Momo who held Mina off with a flustered face.

"I want expose as much skin as possible due to my quirk! Plus m-my hero suit would show the b-bra...But it has inbuilt pads!" Momo said, trying to uphold an assertive pose. Mina gasped with an admirable look.

"Yeah I guess. You really think of everything, that's our number 1 student!" Mina said with an enthusiastic voice. Jiro patted her breast, feeling subconscious of her body as she looked at Momo, finally having an excuse to. Momo saw Jiro and said with an soothing voice,

"Well all sizes are punk rock aren't they, Jiro?" She smiled at Jiro and Jiro blushed. Having her crush smile at her made her heart swell.

"Y-Yeah.. They're totally punk rock.." Jiro said, sounding somewhat unenthusiastic. She quickly changed, trying not to glare at Momo but their eyes met. They hurriedly looked away, both blushing.

The day ended for 1-A with an usual rough training of controlling their quirk. But there was something else making them exhausted, not only does one train the body, but also the mind Aizawa had said, implying the upcoming of their test in fall. Jiro placing 7th place in the midterm felt nervous about her score and how bad she did at quadratic functions so she had secretively texted Momo to help her study.

At night there were a knock at Jiro's door and Jiro had a half panic attack opening the door. She knew it would be Momo but still.. Momo was wearing a plain white T-shirt with her hero name: Creati on it and pinkish shorts but somehow pulled it off. Jiro felt badly dressed even though she was wearing her black pants, her black and white striped shirt and her black cardigan but pushed the thought away.

"Wow you're room still surprises me even though we saw it when we had our room contest, I mean look at all these instruments. You're truly fascinating Jiro." Momo smiled at Jiro who felt hundred percent sure that Momo legit sparkled but no way near the way Aoyama glittered, less creepy. Jiro could feel her cheeks warm up, she fake coughed.

"Should we begin studying? uhm.. if that's okay." Jiro said, nervously glancing at Momo who had a question mark for facial. "Sure." she said.

Momo and Jiro did actually study for a while and only a few moments were horrible, Jiro thought. Such as Momo laughing cutely at how she used her ear jacks to point rather then her finger or Momo being nerv-wreakingly close to Jiro from time to time to see the questions.

"Ah see you did wrong here, it's honestly super easy, here let me show you.." Momo continued, her direct language didn't even reach Jiro as she had an lesbian panic attack smelling the smell from Momo's hair. Like strawberries.

Then something happened, maybe it would have been avoided if Jiro actually paid attention to Momo but now here they were. The soft sound of a bump and the pressure on Jiro's arm, the feeling of hair tickling her cheek, the overbearing smell of strawberries and the close up of Momo's face. Yes, Momo fell asleep on Jiro, quietly snoring. Jiro almost had a cardiac arrest as she felt her heart leap into her throat as she let out a silent scream.

This. This is heaven and hell, Jiro thought.

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End.

I'm sorry, but I think it was the best to have it left like this. I feel like a confession and all that energy-draining, nervous-fueling thing would be left unknown. I think we should let these lesBEANS be lesbeans alone. It would also be a really long chapter if so, so no. Let them struggle a little more.