Flaws [BNHA x Pokemon!Reader]

18: What's Rule #1? Party!

"Iida is going to kill me," you muttered, pinching the bridge of your nose with one hand as you looked at the watch on your other.

You had been waiting for nearly half an hour as Todoroki got ready for the party, and it was already ten minutes past Iida's strict 6:30 meeting time. You had been knocking on his hotel room door for a while now and you were starting to worry that maybe he'd accidentally strangled himself with his tie when the door finally opened.

What you didn't know was that Todoroki had been ready for a long time, but found himself standing facing his door, completely unable to move. He wasn't quite sure why, but the idea of you seeing him dressed up nicely made him nervous, as though if you didn't approve of his choice in outfit, he'd melt into a puddle of shame.

This was a new feeling for him.

In a similar vein, he was absolutely unsure how he would react to seeing you dressed up. He had taken you, along with the help of Endeavor's credit card, of course, dress shopping after your run in with your friends, because you'd realized you hadn't packed anything nearly nice enough for a party of this caliber. Much to his dismay, you hadn't actually let him see the different outfits you'd tried on, instead winking at him and saying it was going to be a surprise. But then Todoroki found he was far too nervous to see you dolled up, because everytime he looked at you when you were wearing normal clothes he felt his heart start to race.

He was seriously considering asking if you had some sort of second quirk that made people blush.

Poor, poor, oblivious boy.

When the door opened, you both somehow found yourselves at a loss for words. Todoroki was in awe at the (f/c) dress you wore that complimented you with perfection; it had been an expensive purchase, but seeing you in it made it worth every penny (not that it was his money, anyway, but still). He felt his heart begin to quicken, the fact that he had somehow managed to become friends with someone like you shooting pure adrenaline into his veins.

Similarly, you didn't fare very well either. You'd always sort of known that your dual-haired classmate was attractive, but his neutral expression and the fact that until just a couple of months ago he'd wanted nothing to do with anyone had sort of put a damper on the effect. But now here he was, right in front of you, with his hair slicked back and wearing a crisp white suit, and smiling at you.

Holy shit. Todoroki was hot.

"You look amazing, Todoroki," you finally managed to say.

Todoroki just stared at you, not acknowledging your compliment. "You... you look beautiful, (L/n). That dress suits you very well."

Blushing, you gave a little twirl. "Thanks. One of my favorite people bought it for me."

Todoroki frowned. "Endeavor?"

"No silly," you struggled to hold back a laugh. "You."

Todoroki smiled all the way to the central tower.

You were horribly late, you knew that all too well, but shockingly you were not even close to the last people to arrive. Somehow the only three people who were waiting in the lobby of the tower were Iida, Kaminari, and Mineta. You and Todoroki pushed through the revolving doors, only to be met with Iida's robotic complaints.

"I cannot believe they would all be this late," he said. "To think, for students of such a prestigious–"

His voice faltered in the middle of his sentence as he caught a glimpse of you out of the corner of his eye. Instantly, his face flushed pink, so intensely, in fact, that it nearly caused his glasses to fog up. Now not only had he sounded like a robot, but he looked like one that had just short-circuited.