Vanilla (Shinsou x Reader/OC)

•Chapter 10•

Y/n POV:

I convince Shinsou to finally let me meet his parents when I walk him home from school a few weeks later.

"Fine but, my dad's are...a lot" He scratches the back of his neck.

My ears perk up at 'Dad's are'

"Aww Shinsou, ya don't have to be embarrassed! I support the Lettuce Grape Bacon Turtle Quinoa community!"

"Hitoshi." He mutters.

"Hitoshi." I correct myself, then flush.

First name, huh?

I shrug it off and skip next to Shin- Hitoshi as we go to his apartment.

Once we arrive, he slowly unlocks the door. As soon as it's open, a familiar tired voice calls out.

"Hitoshi, is that you? You need to feed the cat."

I peek around Hitoshi to see Mr. Azaiwa on the couch on his phone, while Present Mic watches TV.

"Hey Mr. Azaiwa!" I wave and grin.

"Oh, hello kid. Hitoshi finally decide he's not embarrassed of us?" He looks up, smirking.

"Nah, I made him bring me. But you guys are like second dads to me anyway."

Mic sits up and winks. "How's about we get rid of second and add 'in-law'?"

Hitoshi turns bright red and I turn away, also hiding a crimson face. It's just as we do this I notice our fingers intertwined. He does too I suppose, for he yanks his hand away.

"I would never date her!" He scoffs.

That hurts a lot. I knew already he didn't, why would he? But it still hurts.

Then again, life isn't a little fanfic where everything goes right.

I feel tears threaten into spill, so I quickly dismiss myself. As soon as I'm out the door I'm running home as fast as my feet can go.

But my keen ears pick up something as I round the corner. It's Mr. Azaiwa.

He sighs and says, "Really, kid?"

~🐈~

At school the next day, I stumble into class 20 minutes late. Azaiwa doesn't flinch. He just nods to me and continues talking about hero names. (Yes, I'm skipping the USJ and Sports Festival)

At lunch I sit with the girls in my class, picking at my meal but not eating a bite.

During hero training I let myself lose over and over again without trying.

Once the bell rings I jump out of my seat, thankful to go home. But the class 11-A girls are having none of that.

"Y/n, you're acting really depressed today. *kero*" Tsu says bluntly when they corner me after school at my locker.

I shrug and continue to pack up my books. But my droopy ears and tail give me away.

Mina tugs on my arm and says, "Come on! We're your friends!"

I nod, but say nothing.

Ochaco tries. "Why don't we have another sleepover. Just us girls?"

I perk up at that, because who doesn't want a girl's night? We make plans to meet at my house at 3.

~🐈~

When the doorbell rings, Papa refrains from yelling about boys this time. I answer, and let everyone file in. We set up a blanket for in the living room since Papas going on a trip to Hosu City for the weekend.

Toru brings fairy lights and Jiro brings a giant music player. I pull out my theater collection, and Ochaco orders pizza.

We're all dancing to "My Shot" from Hamilton, when someone knocks on the door. I go open it, and Kirishima runs in, fanboying.

"This better be good, its 9:15." I glare at him.

"WE'RE DOING HEATHERS FOR THE SCHOOL PLAY!" He yells. As my neighbors start to come out to see the noise, I push him out, stateing, "We'll consult tomorrow."

As soon as the door closes, we all squeal.

"I'm so trying for Veronica!" Ochaco giggles.

"Oooh, only if I get to be Heather Duke!" Mina sings.

"I would like Ms. Flemming, myself." Momo states, smiling to herself.

"I'm trying for Martha, *kero*. What about you, Y/n?" Tsu looks over to me, tounge sticking out her mouth.

"W-well...Heather Chandler..." I shyly smile and look down.

"Hell yeah, you got that in the BAG!" Mina yells.

"Thanks." I mutter, smiling.