(Completed) A Hate/Love Situation ~ Jirou x Reader

6

(Y/n's pov)

The hotel near the airport was nothing special, but it did have a shared bathroom between my room and Jirou's. Without thinking, I opened the door to the bathroom, to see Jirou standing in front of the sink brushing her teeth. She simply looked at me, unfazed, as I slammed the door shut on myself.

"Crap." I muttered as I put a hand over my red face.

Jirou was only wearing a loose tank top with some really short shorts, and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Somehow it suited her really well, even though I was used to seeing her mainly in suits or nice dresses.

"She's not even doing anything expect brushing her teeth! Why am I so embarrassed?!" I whispered to myself.

"I'm done." She yelled from inside and I heard her door close.

"R-right!" I called back, sighed, then went in.

I brushed my teeth quickly then put a fabric hair band on. I splashed my face with water and began my nightly face washing routine. I finished and laid down on the unfamiliar bed. My phone buzzed next to me, and I stopped the alarm I'd set up to remind me to do my exercises. I quickly put my favourite playlist on before getting off the bed.

I got up and began doing my stretches. Humming along to my music, I sat on my floor and leaned forwards. As I sat back up, I was startled by someone opening the room's door.

"S-sorry, it was knocked but, uh, I guess you didn't hear, and it was unlocked so..." She quickly explained herself as I stopped my music.

"It's okay, how can I help you?" I stood up and rolled my shoulders and neck.

(Jirou's pov)

I knew my face was bright pink as I saw Y/n again in her sports crop top. Last time she had that and leggings on, but instead she had pink shorts on. My heart was going crazy as I tried to compose myself. That was especially difficult as she continued to do a few arm stretches.

"Right, uh, our complementary dinner was delivered to my room," I started, "I just thought you might want it?"

"Oh, right!"

"But, uh, there's a lot of food so I couldn't bring it over." I finished, looking down at my hands.

"Ah, well..." She looked to the side a little awkwardly but smiled, "Shall we eat together then?"

"Y-yes." I said and Y/n followed me to my room where the food was set up on the small table in the room.

She sat across from me, and we began eating.

"It's pretty good!" She said with a small smile.

"Yes, it is nice." I replied in my usual tone.

There was an awkward tension surrounding us. I could tell Y/n was doing her best to stay neat when eating and wouldn't get too comfortable. I noticed her look up and she smiled at me politely. Almost on instinct, I frowned and looked away from her. I heard her sigh as I tried to hide my blushing face.

"...You know, Denki really says some strange things." She said, playing with her food.

"Oh?"

"Yeah." She smirked slightly, "He said you were a fun person to talk to, and that we'd get along really well."

I couldn't help the small laugh, which turned Y/n's cute smirk into a genuine smile, "I see... He tends too make things up in his head."

"Haha, yeah. He and Hanta live a world of there own." She said, sitting more comfortably.

"They're really the perfect pair." I said, putting my cutlery down and focusing on Y/ n.

"Ah, have you heard some of they're plans for the wedding?" She asked and we fell into an easy conversation.

We talked for half an hour, changing from Denki and Hanta's wedding to work to Paris. Her laugh was relaxing, and the way her eyes sparkled when she rambled on about some thing she liked was mesmerising. After an hour, we had finished the food and we're just sitting at the table.

Y/n had grown more comfortable, with one leg leaving on the table as she sat sideways on the chair. I was also a little more relaxed physically, leaning back in my chair.

"Aha! I knew you were leaving early on Wednesday's! Deku wouldn't believe me!" She said, our topic focusing on work again.

"Oh, so you're talking about your boss with your co-workers?" I joked.

"What else am I supposed to do? Work?" She said and I laughed.

"Well, I suppose we should head to sleep soon." I said, standing up.

"Yup." She pushed her chair in and made her way to the door, "Hey, as much as I hate to sat it, I had fun."

"Hm." I looked at her, "That makes two of us. I'll see you tomorrow morning then."

"See ya~!" She winked as she walked out the door.

My face was pink, and my eyes wide. I wiped my hands over my face and sighed. I was so fucking gay.

(Y/n's pov)

"Oh my god, oh my god." I muttered to myself as I closed the door to my room, "Aha, I really just did that..."

I covered my face with my hands, sighing. I felt like I was full of adrenalin, my heart pumping fast. Just one good conversation with Jirou and I was a mess. But also super confident. I winked at her. God, what if she thought that was weird?

As I walked past a mirror in the room I realised how pink my cheeks were. And looked at my outfit.

"Oh, shit." I mumbled as I realised this is what I was wearing in front of my boss, "I hope I die in my sleep..."

I flopped down on the bed and groaned.

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