My Hero Academia x Reader Oneshots/Lemons

I Love You For Who You Are... | Hitoshi Shinso x Nonbinary!Reader (Request)

This is a request by CodexAlex

Shinso x Non Binary Reader

Warning : Mentions of Transphobia

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Your POV

A small sigh escapes my lips as I stare at the mirror, glaring slightly at the body in front of me. Another gruelling day of school was steadily waiting to terrorise me. Glaring toward the skirt that lay out on my bed, I sigh softly forcing myself to wear it, looking forward for the day that I'm given trousers so I can at least feel that bit more comfortable not only around other people but with myself. With one last check in the mirror, I head downstairs, grabbing a piece of toast from the plate that my mom was eating off before waving everyone off and heading toward my envision and opinion of what Hell really was.

Tugging at the ends of my skirt, I groan softly as I traipse into school, feeling incredibly out of place as I push through bustling students, trying to ignore the stares that I could feel stabbing into my back. Until a hand grabs onto my shoulder, pinning me down onto the window, brutal red eyes stare into my own as I wince softly. My childhood bully, Katsuki Bakugo, stood grasping my shoulders tightly with a menacing grin.

"H - hey Bakugo," I stutter out looking down at my shoes
"You're wearing a skirt," He points out with a chuckle, "So I was right, you're a girl,"
"I am not!" I retort but instantly shrink back as his hands begin to smoke, his quirk beginning to taint my uniform
"You're a girl," he growls, "You have breasts, you have a skirt on, your voice is high pitched, squeaky and annoying. You are a girl,"
"They're not a girl," A low, tired voice calls out, "They identify as a non-binary person, they are neither male or female. Do you understand?"
"Wha-?" He replies but instantly stops as I notice Shinso glaring toward him
"Now go back to class like a good boy," Shinso orders watching as the boy slowly traipses to the classroom without a second thought before his attention comes back to me, "You okay?"

Nodding slightly, I look away playing with the end of my sleeves before blushing as a hand interlocks with my own pulling me along the corridors before guiding me to the disabled toilets. Confused, I look toward him as he pulls me in, a large red blush snakes across my cheeks as he locks the door.

"What are you doing?" I ask looking at him

He rolls his eyes and begins to unbuckle his belt, chasing a yelp from my lips and my hands shooting to my eyes as I hear his pants fall to the floor with a clank as his belt buckle falls to the floor.

"Here," he says pushing the pants onto my chest, "Wear this,"
"Wha- what will you wear?" I ask taking the pants blushing, "You can't wear my skirt,"
"I'll wear my gym pants," he says, "You can keep them too, until your mom gets you some of your own,"
"Thank you," I say bewildered, "You don't understand how much this means to me,"

With a nod and a smile, Shinso leaves the bathroom in just his boxer shorts, luckily no one was in the halls. With a small blush and a giggle, I lock the door behind him and slide my skirt down to the floor, chucking it in the bin before sliding on Shinso's pants. I had to laugh as the pants slowly slide down my hips before I secure the belt. Once again, I stare at the mirror. For once, feeling comfortable.

Feeling myself!

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A small smile edges onto my lips as I sit beneath a cherry blossom tree, waving toward the indigo haired teen as he walks up to me with his hands in his pockets sliding down to sit next to me with a smile.

"How are you?" He asks wrapping an arm around my shoulders
"I'm feeling better," I reply leaning into him, "My mom got me some new pants for school so you can have your ones back... and she and dad have accepted me for who I am,"
"You can keep the pants," he says smiling

As the months went by, Shinso and I grew closer. Our relationship was uncertain. Many instantly dictated that we were dating (such as Monoma) when people noticed I was walking around in his pants. However, our status was to be determined. Sure, we hang out as friends around each other's houses and had sleepovers and watched scary movies while having a cheeky beer. Sure, sometimes we would just sit in the park with my head on his shoulder watching the world go by as we discuss problems going on within our lives... I learnt so much about the insomniac that I couldn't ever feel the need to let him go. Whenever Bakugo began to tease me for being 'weird', Shinso was there. Whenever Deku was asking me personal questions and making me uncomfortable, Shinso was there.

We were inseparable.

Smiling softly, I look toward the indigo haired teen, blushing softly as I watch his disheveled hair sway with the soft breeze brushing past us. His half open eyes staring out into the sky. He was beautiful. Handsome. Gorgeous, even. I never had someone stand up for me like that. Never having someone be so bold as to offer me their own article of clothing to make me feel safe...

"Can I ask you something?" I ask playing with my hands
"Of course," he replies looking toward me, "What's the matter?"
"Well... I was wondering... why stand up for me? Why do that?" I ask looking down
"Because people need to understand that you should be allowed to be who you are," Shinso replies smiling, "You're beautiful, you're so kind and polite, you're strong too... I love you for who you are and I love how you persevere through everything and how you never change for anyone,"

Blushing softly, I press a kiss to his cheek. Leaning into his shoulder as he presses a kiss to my forehead. A silent seal.

And I couldn't be happier...