MomoJirou Oneshots [Fluff, Angst and Smut]

The Strums of your Guitar

Soulmate AU – you can sometime's hear what your soulmate listens to or what they're saying.

No quirks.

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Momo sighed.

"You alright?" Todoroki asked, closing his notebook and turning his full attention towards his best friend.

Momo placed her head in her hands, groaning loudly when she did so.

Todoroki nodded.

She groaned again, this time much louder and more stressful than the last.

He winced and backed away a little, "That bad?"

She looked up, "Yes!" She threw her hands in the air, "They always play 'Punk Rock' music whenever I start studying or am trying to focus in class!"

He hummed as he stared at his stressful friend, nodding slightly in acknowledgement.

Her frown grew deeper as she stared at her open notebook, "I don't get it." She said, "It's as if my soulmate knows when I'm trying to focus and that's when they play loud and distracting music."

"Lucky you." He said, turning his attention back to his closed notebook, "My soulmate listens to Barney's theme song in repeat while I study."

She glanced his way in the corner of her eye, "That's more tolerable than loud, ear rape music."

He scoffed, "Trust me. When it's been repeating for over a hundredth time, that's when the nerves come in and that lead me to scare my older siblings because I was staring at my food a little too creepy."

"Whatever. I just really want them to stop for a second and wait until I'm done studying."

~

Their Sensei's voice echoed throughout the classroom as she explains the basic structure of physics.

Momo listened full of intent. Her hands clasped firmly on top of her desk, her eyes trained on the teacher's hand writing.

She wasn't taking notes. Well, she had already taken notes. She has several notes inside her bag, those notes were even more advanced than the stuff the teacher was teaching them.

Boredom slowly crept from her neck. Her eyes starting to drift away from the writings and towards the open window beside her.

Letting her other side win for the first time, she watched the clouds move in sync going where the wind was taking them, together with a few leaves and a few flying birds. All of them looked peaceful. The sight was peaceful. It felt like they weren't giving the world that much notice. They were just peaceful.

Her eyes widen when she heard soft strumming. She looked around her classroom to find her classmates and teacher minding their own business which only mean that the strumming was her soulmate.

She closed her eyes and felt herself mend into the soft strumming.

With her eyes closed, she put all her focus into the sound feeling her own fingers vibrate with the guitar's tune.

The music was followed by a soft husky voice, singing something she was unfamiliar of. An original maybe? That would explain it.

She smiled to herself, letting her mind and body relax with the music's rhythm. This was nice.

~

Ever since that day where she first time she heard the voice, she had never uttered a complaint about her soulmate's taste of music.

Tonight, she was sitting in the middle of her bed, a pillow in her hands as she tried – and failing – to sing along with what her soulmate was listening to.