These are not really romance one-shots, but more little stories based on amv and prompts I find on Pinterest.
I don't owe any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi.
"Oh holy-moly, I-I shouldn't be doing this, guys..." stammered Midoriy...
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There might be a pattern here... an accidental one.
Why did she agree? The way Kaminari was looking at her? Pleading her with his eyes? Or the interesting hum that came out of Yaomomo's lips? She should never have agreed. This is too uncomfortable. That dress is sticking to her. She feels like she's wearing a second skin. How does Tokage do it? And she has to wear heels on top of all that. Hopefully, the makeup that Ashido did will help with the overall look. She gets out of the changing rooms and sighs.
She walks to where they are waiting for her. Kaminari is lying on Shinso and Kirishima's laps. Bakugo is on his phone. Yaomomo and Ashido are nowhere to be found. Sero is walking back and forth.
"Bruh, relax, she'll be fine," reassures Kaminari.
Sero groans. "She was clearly uncomfortable when we asked her!"
"If everything goes to plan, she'll do her job perfectly well and it'll all be over," deadpans Shinso.
Jiro comes out of her hiding spot, arranging the dress around her waist. She feels so sick. Why is this dress sticking to her waist and breasts like that? She groans and extends her arms.
"Ta-dah," she says sarcastically.
All the boys wince. Bakugo scoffs.
"What are you doing?"
"Well, going undercover, what do you think I'm doing?"
"Playing dress-up."
Kaminari stands up and sits on the armrest of the couch, his face pained.
"Yeah, you're clearly uncomfortable."
"It looks like Cementoss squished you."
"Haha, very funny Shinso." Jiro arranges the dress, but it feels itchy and sticky. She can't seem to breathe.
"Yup, okay, you're getting out of this dress," Sero looks around him. He points at Kirishima. "Kirishima, you go be the fake prostitute."
Kirishima jumps on his feet, showing his defined muscles.
"Heck yeah! I've always wanted to be a fake prostitute. Watch me putting on a show!"
Jiro can't wait to get out of this suffocation. When she gets to the stairs, she hears Bakugo groaning, Kaminari laughing, Shinso sighing and Sero ushering Kirishima out of the room. She gets up the stairs and crosses Yaomomo and Ashido who were going down.
"Oh, what is going on Jiro? Did the boys change their mind?"
"I thought you were rocking in this dress!" exclaims Ashido.
Jiro shakes her head. "I can't breathe in that thing, seriously, Ashido, how do you do it?"
Ashido winks. "Beauty comes with pain, girl."
Jiro groans. She never wants to be in a dress ever again. She prefers helping others directly. It's why she chose to be a hero in the first place.
Another fun one to write. It took me a while to see where I was supposed to go, but I got there. The prompt is from lucid-luck with the help of thranduilland.
