•Manipulation• [BNHA × Male!OC]

Chapter 5: Gotta get that boom boom boooom~

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"Woah Bakugou...." I murmured, peeking from behind my locker door.

"Nice cleav-!"

A large explosion was set off in front of me.

I barely dodged it, the only damage being a few singed strands of hair.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU YOU DAMN BUMPKIN!"

Alright so rewind.

A couple of minutes ago, All Might had stormed into our classroom. He entered through the door like, and I quote, "a normal person", in all his mighty glory. Pun intended.

Everyone was pretty shell shocked at the number one hero standing before them, and honestly, so was I. It's not everyday you see someone basically two meters tall. Heck if you counted the two lightning rods on his head, he was like 2.5m? Plus the guy was buff, I mean more than BOKUTO buff.

He had gone on a short schpiel before finally stating his objective for today, a Battle Trial. One that would simulate a potential real life scenario of terrorism, the details of which would be disclosed after we hand changed. Changed into what?

OUR GODDAMN HERO OUTFITS, THATS WHAT.

I snatched the case which had my index number emblazoned on the front and basically made a mad dash to the changing rooms.

As you can probably tell, I couldn't wait to get it on.

I remembered the planning phase of my costume. It had started when a lady from "Hero Costume and Support Equiptment Engineering Agency" had come to take my measurements.

While I was contemplating whether that was even a legit company or not, she had already pulled my shirt up and wrapped a measuring tape around my waist.

Some time into brainstorming for ideas on what support items to add to my costume, guess who if not the almighty Hawks decided to barge in. He immediately turned on the Hero Charm™ and almost convinced the lady to turn my costume into a Hawks junior outfit. Some ideas I let slide but I drew the line at a damn feathered jacket.

I threw the changing room doors open and let them slam behind me as I tossed the case onto a bench and flicked the clasp open. The metal briefcase popped open with a hiss like that of a sci-fi movie where a cryochamber is opened, revealing my hero costume.

The garment hand been folded neatly, the top stacked over the pants while a pair of gloves were tucked into the combat boots that took up the other half of the case.

I pulled out the top first, holding it out before me.

It was made up of two parts, a sort of sleevless, turtleneck leotard and a hood.

I tossed my uniform shirt aside, not quite caring how many wrinkles it would gain from being left as a heap on the floor. I hurridly unclipped the necklace Hawks gave me and set it on the bench.

I pulled the shirt of my hero costume over my head, marveling at how the fabric slipped over my skin and almost seemed to fall into place. The garment barely hand any wrinkles, flush against my skin and yet not restricting me in anyway, it was perfectly tailored to me.

'damn... The lady really took the perfect measurements...'

The hoodie was mainly a white colour that matched my hair while the outside of the hood was dark red fabric. The inside of the hood had a specially made yellow polymer lined cloth that lit up when my Quirk was in use. It was mainly to hide my eyes and make my movements less predictable but it aided in heat dissipation and overheating too.

And surprise, surprise, the idea of a sleeveless boddice came from Hawks, based off his own hero suit.

Oh and I also refused to put the same yellow stripe designs on it that he had.

Much to Hawk's displeasure.

Well at least the cut was a design that made sense, the more skin I had exposed meant the more surface area I had to use to manipulate something.

I tugged the hood over my head before moving onto the pants.

They were definitely much baggier than my shirt, similar to that of cargo shorts with their large pockets. The material was also less stretchy than that of my shirt piece, almost a canvas type cloth that was made to be fire and water retardant. It was the same crimson red as the outside of the hood.

But here was the catch...

They were low-cut, combined with the leotard it left a sizable cutout around my hipbones.

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'Fucking horny bird brain...'

Well, it helps with heat dissipation I guess.

I did a few squats and stretches, finding the outfit rather comfortable to move in, my movement hardly inhibited whatsoever.

I turned back to the case and pulled out the sleeves as I finally heard the rest of the class catch up to me.

"About time," I grinned at Kaminari and Kirishima who were the first two to pass through the doors. Though I wasn't surprised to see Sero right on their tail, I hadn't exactly expected to see Bakugou enter in the same group.

"Hey, you're the one who ran like their tail feathers were set on fire," Sero bit back in a teasing tone as he followed the other's example in setting his case down on the bench. I just rolled my eyes as I tugged on the black mesh sleeves. "Whatever Slowbro..."

'oh speaking of feathers...' I swiftly snatched the necklace with Hawk's feather off the bench where I'd placed it before stripping, clasping it back around my neck and tucking it into my hood.

"Hey! I'm at least a Slowking!" Sero retorted, slamming his case shut loudly as if to emphasize his point, his garments were drapped over his arm.

"Nah, you're more of a Magicarp," Kaminari snickered before Sero's next words shut him down rather quickly.

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"Shut up you electric rat."

I couldn't stop the giggles that bubbled up my throat. "Electric RAT!" I guffawed as Kirishima could only solemnly pat a dejected Kaminari on the back.

The three continued bantering but my attention drifted to Mr Boom Boom who had just shut his locker rather loudly, clearly irritated with the racket.

He seemed to have changed rather fast, already adjusting what looked to be giant grenades on his wrists.

'that's a cool bracer design'

Was what I thought, but what I said was...

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"Woah Bakugou...."

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"Nice cleav-!"

BOOM!