MASKED | Dabi

Chapter Two: An Unexpected Meeting

"Y/n, why don't we buy matching shirts?" Kaminari asked.

He was holding a pair of blank t-shirts. Then he turned them over to the backside. They read:

^Future pro hero^

^Future pro hero's sidekick^

With little prints of the top heroes All Might, Endeavour, Hawks, Best Jeanist and Kamui Woods under the lines.

What the...

"There is no way in Endeavour's red, fiery mustache am I wearing that." You retorted.

If being a top hero meant having your unproportioned face printed on a bunch of clothing accompanied with cringe-worthy lines, you might as well have reconsidered.

"Why not?" Denki pouted.

Was he always this blunt?

"First off, I will not be your sidekick. Second off, if my brother sees me walking around with that shirt on, I think you may as well start digging my grave now." You snapped.

Denki looked a tad too shattered. "I was going to be sidekick."

Yikes, seeing Denki's face fall, maybe you went too far.

You softened your features. "Plus, I wouldn't be able to wear them, anyway. I'd have to cut holes in them for these." You gestured to your back.

Kaminari wore a face that looked as if Katsuki had bonked him right on the head.

"Oh, that's right. I'm so sorry, I didn't even realise. It must be annoying to have to cut holes into every top you wear." He said, staring at the slits in your sweater.

Usually, it was pretty annoying.

Thanks to your older brother, he received tons of clothing from his fans that already had sewn holes in them. Most of the time, you just had to take some them.

"Anyway, what did you have to buy again?" You asked Denki, having found the torch you needed for the training camp.

Once 1-A had met up at the shopping mall, everyone decided to split off into small groups. Kaminari decided to tag along with you, claiming he sought similar devices.

"Just a charger." Kaminari said.

A charger? Clearly, he did not think this through.

"I didn't think you needed chargers, Kaminari."

Denki's eyes widened a little, his cheeks arising with a deep scarlet.

Jeez, he really is bad at hiding his emotions. I can see everything on his face.

You laughed, nudging him in the side. "It's fine, I guess we all run out of energy sometimes."

Denki failed to hide his blush. "Y-yeah, most definitely."

After you and Kaminari finished up, you two went in search of Midoriya.

He was sitting on a seat with what looked like a hooded figure next to him. As you approached Midoriya whilst Kaminari continued talking about something inaudible, something was definitely off.

"Hey, Mid-" You covered Denki's mouth with your hand, stopping him before he could finish the sentence.

But it was too late.

Izuku's green hair parted from his face, revealing the immense stress written all over his features, his forehead breaking out into sweats. Next to him, the hooded guy looked up.