“I am serious about making her disappear Y/N and it is not beneath me to scare her off for good.” His eyes glowed. “I don’t want anyone but you. If we don’t do this my damn old man will keep bringing her back around and I am sick of it.” His nose wrinkled in disdain. “At the last dinner I froze her drink.”
You laughed at his passive aggressiveness towards her.
“Yeah but how are we going to make this work because she needs to actually look at me for my quirk to enhance…” you questioned, reaching for a banana.
“Good question…” Shoto watched as you peeled it. “What if I wore a hidden camera on me?? And you watched remotely then activated it though the lens?”
“No it doesn’t work. I need to actually be in her presence.” You said, idly placing the banana in your mouth. Shoto’s focus was trained on that banana. “Did you want some?” You said, pulling it out again without taking a bite.
Shoto blushed and looked away quickly. “Uh no no I uh… I…” he didn’t want to say that he was having impure thoughts about your lips around his…. his… he blushed harder and coughed.
“Shoto?” You asked bending your head to the side to try and catch his eye.
“Oh sorry, nothing. Now where were we?”
“I need to be present.” You repeated.
“Right!” He said, avoiding watching you eat the banana.
“So I just need to switch places with you.” You said jokingly shrugging your shoulders. “I’ll be Shoto Todoroki for a night. I need to die my hair and cut it though.” You continued.
“IMITATION QUIRK!” Shoto shouted suddenly.
“A what a what??” You asked.
“We need to hit you with a quirk swap!!!” Shoto said excitedly! “Do you know anyone who can swap us or turn you into me for a few hours??”
“Seriously??” You laughed. “Oh you are serious.” You said after seeing his dead straight face. “Yeah ok lets do it!” You said punching the air with your fist.
“I think I know someone too, I went to primary school with her. Her name is Camie. She has an illusion quirk, she can create visual and auditory illusions.” You said.
“That’s perfect!” Shoto replied. “Would you be able to contact her?”
“Yes sure, I’ll text her later.” You said. “But right now there’s something more important on my mind.” You said mischievously.
“Oh what’s that?” Shoto replied innocently, he hadn’t caught onto your mischievous tone.
“I saw how jealous you were of that banana.” You said, leaning forward. Your nose almost touching his.
Shoto shuddered with excitement. “Are… are you going to… Umm…” he looked quite flustered.
“I’m going to bite you just like that banana.” You said with an evil grin.
Shoto gulped. Fear in his eyes.
You giggled and gave him a quick kiss on his lips. “I’m just kidding.” You giggled again.
“That’s a bit cruel Y/N.” Shoto said, still a little flustered by your comment.
He reached up and pulled you into a passionate kiss. His fingers messing up your hair. The kiss became hotter and messier. He pulled you off the bench and you wrapped your legs around his torso. He started backing away to the lounge-room and collapsed you onto the lounge, lying on top of you. You slid your hands up the back of his shirt feeling his rippling back muscles. He started running his right hand down your side, you could feel the cold through your school top. His fingers brushed some of your exposed skin as he reached the bottom of your uniform shirt. You shuddered and moaned into his kiss.
here was a moments hesitation and the extremes of his quirk got hotter and colder for a second before he pulled them back under control again. He slid his right hand lower and shifted your skirt up a touch, brushing across your thigh. You arched into him as his touch ignited you.
As you arched you felt a hard bulge push between your legs. You let out a little peep of surprise and he immediately broke away and pulled away from you. His head turned away from you. Embarrassed at his forwardness.
“Y/N I’m so sorry I got carried away again.” He bowed his head, panting slightly.
“What are you embarrassed about?” You asked seductively. “This?” You reached out and brushed the bulge in his pants. He retreated, bright red. “No need to by shy cutie.” You coo’d. He went a deeper shade of red.
Just then you heard the front door open. “I’M HOOOOOME!” Your Dad shouted as he entered. “PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON!” He yelled again.
“DAD!!” You hollered from the lounge room. “CAN YOU NOT?!”
A loud explosive laugh came from the kitchen.
“I’m gonna kill him.” You growled jokingly, getting up off the couch.
Shoto stayed where he was for a bit to arrange himself before showing up in the kitchen. Your Dad had bought home noodles for dinner. You invited Shoto to stay. The three of you had a lovely meal together, sharing stories and funny things that had happened over the past few weeks.
All too soon it was time for Shoto to head home. You gave him a long kiss on the porch before he left then went up to your room to send Camie a message.
‘OK, last time I spoke to Camie she had adopted internet slang as her main language… I need to talk on her level.” You thought taking a deep breath before opening messages.
“Sup baddie, what’s crackin’?”
You hit send and shook your head “man I feel so retarded, I hope this works.”
Your phone dinged, you looked down. It was Camie.
“What’s crack-a-lackin’ babes?! #longtime!”
“Oh god. What is she saying???”
You struggled through the explanation of your situation with Shoto, trying to add in relevant internet terms as you went. Thankfully she understood what you were asking for and agreed to help. Stating that she was feeling ‘Gucci’ about the whole thing.
“WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!” You screamed internally.
You and her agreed to meet this coming weekend to have a ‘rehearsal.’ Shoto included. You crossed your fingers and hoped for the best.