Start A Riot || K. Bakugou x Reader

19: The Potato Eaters - Vincent Van Gogh

Descp: how does one quit a job internship.

HIS HAIR WAS combed back, strands of straw yellow hair falling about messily.

The coat he wore seemed to be specifically tailored to handle his wings at any size, though she wasn't sure how his baggy paints helped his mobility. His golden eyes were sharp, with long eyelashes, and she was pretty sure he was wearing mascara.

But even more than that, (L/n) was pretty sure she hated him.

"So you're Tsukuyomi, right?! Man, I saw you at the Sports Festival! If you'd been on a winning team, I'm sure you would've gotten top three!" Hawks laughed boisterously.

Tokoyami and (L/n) stood side by side with serious looks, waiting for him to say something of importance. Tokoyami simply nodded. "Thank you, Hawks."

"Of course, of course! Anyway, from what I saw of you, you're pretty fast! And your Quirk is versatile too, what's it called again?" The blond snapped his fingers and looked around. "Crow... Shadow...... Dark Crow...."

Tokoyami opened his mouth, but Hawks quickly shushed him. "Nonono! I've got it, I swear! Just a second!"

The two interns stared impatiently, though (L/n) did a better job at hiding it. "Mister Shadow... Mister Bird... Bird... Crow..."

He said Crow twice, the two observed.

"Ah well! I'll remember eventually!" Hawks grinned and sat on top of a table. "Anyways, this seems like the kind of place you'd fit in to deal with things quickly. We need that kind of ability around here."

(L/n) looked to the wall in thought, skeptical of his words, but didn't bother questioning it. Right now, she wanted to sit down right then and there, even on the ground. But Aizawa said manners. Damn.

"So let's take a tour around the agency! Get dressed in your costume, Tsukuyomi!" Hawks hopped off his desk and walked around it, presumably getting some files from the drawer on the other side.

Tokoyami glanced at (L/n), who stared ahead blankly. She was making that dead fish face again. He raised his hand. "Sir, will Poseidon be joining us?"

Hawks paused, then looked at them with his goofy and confused v-shaped grin. "... Who?"

And then, the realization struck them, like a plug connecting to a circuit. Just who they'd signed up for, and what they were stuck with for the next week. HE'S AN IDIOT!

"Ohhh, you mean that girl! Right, sorry, I just assumed you were from the middle school across the street playing dress up," he shrugged with a laugh, then bowed. "I mean, I was gonna ask eventually! So very sorry about that..." Hawks looked up at her with a raised eyebrow. "Poison?"

"Poseidon."

"What I said!" he grinned, then walked up to them and patted both their backs. "There's changing rooms in the halls labelled for girl, boy, and unisex. Nothing naughty while you change, okay?"

Neither of the two reacted to his comment, which he seemed to find hilarious. "Meet me in the lobby when you're done!"

Hawks ushered them out the room and shut the door, effectively kicking both of them out.

Tokoyami and (L/n) waited a second, then looked at each other. Their expressions were both of silent disappointment, but their unity in being stuck in the same situation was strong.

They wordlessly shook hands at the solidarity of suffering and went to change into their hero costumes. Now would be a good time for some Havana Daydreamin' by Jimmy Buffet.