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"Hey Dadmic do you know where those old sign language books I used growing up are?" y/n yelled down the stairs s she looked through the hallway closet hoping to find them, she didn't get an answer so she assumed he was having hearing issues again and ran downstairs to sign exactly what she just yelled.

I think they're in the garage. he signed towards his daughter

Thank you, y/n signed back, about to run off to the garage when he grabbed her shoulder and signed why? causing her to turn red and sign no reason at all quickly and runoff.

Going down into the garage, y/n found a stack of books she used as a kid when she was learning English and sign language, she picked up the sign language picture dictionaries and flipped through them, smiling at the noted she had left when she was younger and confused about things.

I hope he finds this useful, she thought as she ran up to her room and started rewriting all the sticky notes and replacing them so they were legible.

The next day y/n woke up early because she had fallen asleep early and didn't finish the notes she was rewriting, so she started back on that, and after she finished she looked at the time and realized she only had 10 minutes.

"DARN MY STUPID TIME MANAGEMENT SKILLS" she screamed internally as she rushed to the bathroom, cleaned her stitches and replaced her hello kitty band-aid with a spider-man one and finished getting ready for school before running downstairs, realizing she forgot her bag.

She ran back upstairs and grabbed her stuff, making sure she didn't forget the sign language book and running downstairs and practically throwing herself into her dads' car before they started driving.

During the short drive, y/n's thoughts went a million miles per hour.

how do I give it to him?

what if he thinks I'm making fun of him?

why did I put all this effort into this?

why do I care?

should I give it to him in person?

what if I just snuck it into his bag?

no, if he caught me I'd be dead.

but it's not a bad idea...

how would I even do it?

"y/n, you're mumbling, also get out, we're here."

"sorry" y/n mumbled as her dads went to the staff room, and she went to class 1-A, chaos as usual, but nothing special.

taking her seat, she looked over to bakugou, who was silent and decided to use her telepathy for the first time in a while.

"bakugou I wanna talk to you later, k?"

he instantly looked over to her confused as hell

"my quirk, remember? I won't use it again, I don't like invading peoples heads, sorry"

"it's fine"

Bakugou went back to looking out the window and scowling, however, his face was slightly softer now, and y/n pulled out her phone and started playing Tetris again until Aizawa walked in and announced that they were doing rescue training, which y/n was very excited about, seeing that she would get to see her (fake) sister, 13.

(a/n: 13 is androgynous aka they/them in the anime but in my hero academia official character book ultra archive, they're referred to as a she so I'm going with that for the fic)

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