Mirio Fluff - Blog Posts

ohdeersthings

4 years ago

Querenica

(Spanish) A place where one's strength is drawn, where one feels at home; The place where you are your most authentic self.

Soo first time writing in a long time (Like since 2013? 2014? My poor tween self). Open to critiques. Just wanna do some angst and a little fluff because ya know. We love crying 🥰

MIRIO TOGATA X F!READER

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"MIRIO!"

"FORGET ABOUT ME! GET ERI OUT OF HERE!"

"I WONT LEAVE YOU DAMMIT! WE PROMISED TO DO THIS TOGETHER"

"I KNOW, BUT THIS IS BIGGER NOW. PLEASE (Y/N) JUST GET HER OUT!"

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° You could still remember the day perfectly as if it was yesterday. The day everything had shifted, turning your world upside down as you could barely wrap your head around the new surroundings and emotions that flew by as you gazed up at the new school. Well, one could only feel so much at the ripe age of eight.

"Are you ready to venture inside?" Your mother, (M/N) asked with a smile, squating down beside you as your small hands clenched at your (F/C) skirt, not able to maintain eye contact. "(Y/N)? It'll be okay, you'll get to make new friends and learn more interesting facts about your favorite subjects," (M/N) tried to put you at ease but there was only so much you can do for a child whose natural, shy nature made it difficult for new transitions and surroundings.

You tried to relax your hands but failed as you gazed up your mother, (E/C) eyes a shade darker than yours staring back warmly, "But won't the other kids make fun of me? My quirks not very show worthy..Maybe we can try again next year?" You had pleaded hopefully, not wanting to leave the comfort of your home without your Mother. (M/N) could only sigh, running a hand softly through your (H/C) tresses, "I'm sorry my sweet girl, Mommy can't homeschool you anymore, I know it'll be strange since it's half way through the first of the year but you'll see," she smiled wide at you, and you couldn't help but smile back too, gaining confidence from her that made your heart warm so much that the flowers of purple and blue next to you sprung to life and bloomed. "Even the flowers agree too," (M/N) laughed as your face turned a soft pink from embarrassment, still not having full control over your quirk. Grabbing your hand softly, your mother stood up tall and gently led you inside, the new adventure waiting for you beyond the doors.

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"Alright! Everyone settle down we have a new student joining us, come on in" The teacher announced, glancing toward the doorway where you stood frozen, heart racing at the thought of having to introduce yourself now an overwhelming feeling. 'Maybe if I run I can catch Mom?' You thought, but thinking back to her warm eyes and smile, you swallowed and walked in, looking down and trying to ignore the dozens of eyes staring at you. "Introduce yourself my dear," The teacher smiled at you, hoping to ease your anxiousness.

Finally gaining the confidence to look up, you looked around warily at the new faces. Some looking interested, others bored, a few who seemed a mixture of both depending on your introduction. "H-Hello there..My name is (L/N) (F/N), I hope we get along," you'd manage to squeak out, hands tense at your side as you bowed, looking back up as some people gushed over your now pink face. "How cute~!" "She's so flustered!" "Her hair is so pretty~! "Wonder what her quirk is?" Were a few you heard right away, making you smile nervously as your hands found your skirt again. "Calm down everyone, (L/N) you may take your seat in front of Mirio, Mirio raise your hand," a boy with bright blonde hair, stunning blue eyes and a warm smile greeted you as you made your way to your seat.

Nodding your head in thanks, you sat down and got out your flower covered notebook and sunflower pencil, beginning to take notes as the lesson began. A warm feeling creeping over your back, turning slightly to see the boy, Mirio, smiling at you with an inquiry gaze, head in his hands as he leaned in close. Flustering again, you quickly turned around hoping to have not been caught, but the same couldn't be said for the boy behind you, whose interest in you seemed to just grow more.

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Outside break time seemed to come so fast yet so slow as you walked around, finding shade beneath a tree as you breathed in the fresh air, your body seeming to glow around you as the plants nearby leaned toward you, almost as if you were the sun itself. It was so peaceful and relaxing, true harmony as you let a smile grace your features. If only it could stay like this-

"HEY THERE!" A sudden voice cut through the air as you jumped, screaming in shock and falling backwards into the tree. "Oh gosh I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to frighten you, honest!" Opening your eyes, you glanced up to see Mirio, the boy from class in front of your with a smile still gracing his features. "(L/N) right? I'm Mirio Togata! Nice to meet you," he kept his smile up, holding a hand out to you to help you up. Accepting his hand, you stood up, trying to look around anywhere but him as your nerves came back again for the thousandth time.

"Uh, you alright there? Didn't knock any screws loose I hope?" He laughed, leaning in closer to you. The warmth that glowed from him seemed to rival the sun, and you couldn't ignore it any longer as you looked up at him, a small smile now reaching your face too. "He-Hello, it's nice to meet you too," your smile glowed back at him, just as radiant as his is.

"Hey I got a question for ya. Do you like Heros?" Mirio asked straightforward, wanting to get to know you better right of the bat. The question took you by surprise because, yes, you didn't just like Heros, you loved them. You simply nodded, nerves relaxing a little as a breeze blowed by. "Awesome! Say, you've gotta come meet my friends, we can talk about Heros until we go back inside! Oh, maybe we can even continue at lunch! If you wanna sit with us that is, maybe even after school. Wait you might be busy," he rambled off, suddenly excited it appeared to have a new friend.

You couldn't help the laugh that escaped you, your hand coming up to block your mouth to stop yourself since you didn't wanna come off as rude. "Sorry, got carried away a bit huh?" Mirio laughed, rubbing the back of his neck as his non wavering smile kept to his face. "It's okay, I don't mind," you answered back, (E/C) eyes meeting Mirios blue ones as you stared, perhaps longer than you should've.

The bell from the school filled the air, causing you to jump, the grass beneath your feet suddenly growing and towering over you and Mirio. "WOAH!" Mirio exclaimed, surprised at the sudden growth spurt of the grass. He looked at you with wide eyes, wondering if this was your quirks doing. It only made sense, seeing as how it was just you two around.

You blushed, hands to your skirt again as you looked down embarrassed. "Sorry, my quirk goes off if I have a sudden spike of emotion sometimes," you explained, glancing up at Mirio who could only grin at you wide eyed, "THATS SO COOL! Can you only manipulate grass? Or is it all nature? Just plants? You've gotta tell me more," he gushed, his hands clenched into fists, excitement pouring out of him.

You'd never seen someone so intrigued by your quirk before outside of your family. It caused a warm feeling in your stomach and chest, slowly pouring out into the rest of your body as you and Mirio exited the tall grass, now able to see the school yard and other kids who were walking inside to resume lessons.

"So what is your quirk? If you don't mind me asking," Mirio inquired, hands on hips and his warm smile on display as always. "I don't mind, uh to put it simply it's just a nature quirk, I-I can control any of plants around me, especially flowers. I really like flowers," you gushed back towards the end, a bright light in your eyes and a beautiful smile dawning your lips as you looked over to Mirio who could only gleam back too. "Thats so cool! You could definitely become an amazing Hero with that!" "Really?" "Definitely, come on let's go, you gotta meet my friend Tamaki Amajiki, he'll be so excited to meet you!" Mirio grabbed your hand and ran off back to the school, you dragging behind him and noticing how the sun bounced off him as if he were the sun itself. A smile rested upon your face as the warmth continued to spread across your body. In a way, it almost felt, Homey.

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"Hey Mirio?"

"Yeah (Y/N) what's up?"

"Can you promise me that we'll work together as Heros? I don't know what I'd do without you, Tamaki or Nejire,"

Mirio couldn't help but laugh at you, your young, first year of high school face becoming pink as you gazed upon your long time friend and crush. "Of course we'll work together! I couldn't think of anyone more fitting to be my Hero Partner," he posed, a big grin plastered on his face as he looked at you, both of you standing just outside the U.A gates.

"S-So you promise? Anything we do, we do together right? As a team?" You gushed, leaning in towards Mirio who nodded, "Always (Y/N) now come on, the guys won't wait for much longer. We gotta go.." he trailed off, leaning towards you to finish his call out. "Plus Ultra?" You laughed, "No! We gotta go fast! Seriously we gotta go, the train is due to to leave in ten minutes!" He realized, grabbing your hand and rushing off, the same warmth erupting through you again as your hands meet. You sighed contently, nothing could ruin this moment.

Until, we return to the present that is...

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"MIRIO!"

"FORGET ABOUT ME! GET ERI OUT OF HERE!"

"I WONT LEAVE YOU DAMMIT! WE PROMISED TO DO THIS TOGETHER!"

"I KNOW, BUT THIS IS BIGGER NOW! PLEASE (Y/N) JUST GET HER OUT!"

You could barely breathe as you stared at Mirio, his costume torn, his cape draped over Eri who couldn't even move she was so terrified. The blood from Mirio caused your heart to clench at the mere thought of him in pain.

"I WONT LEAVE YOU," You shouted back, leaping from the ledge and landing next to Eri who had tears flowing down her cheeks as she could only stare in fear and uncertainty to both of those who had hurt her and came to help her.

"Oh? A new player has come to join hm?" Chisaki Kai muttered, eyes roaming over your body as you shielded Eri from gaze, Mirio a few feet ahead and breathing heavily. "Ya know I would say if you weren't diseased you'd be very attractive, possibly worth studying with that quirk of yours, Antheia, but you must be cleansed," Chisaki muttered, hands on the ground again as he disassembled and reassembled at a mass rate, you grabbing Eri and dodging as Mirio tried his best to handle Chisaki, his quirk now gone unknown to you.

"Mirio! I'll fight, you take care of Eri," you cried out, nearing Mirio who both dodged and protected you and Eri. "As long as he threatens you, I'll fight," Mirio gritted his teeth, fed up with Chisaki and his twisted ways. Reaching into your pouch, you pulled out a few lavender seeds, throwing them out and activating your quirk, allowing the seeds to grow and blossom, their scent extra powerful to make those around fall asleep. Hoping to get it to Chisaki, you grabbed Mirio at the last second, hand sinched around his hand as you pulled him back a few feet, away from Chisaki who could only chuckle, "nice try, but not good enough," as he assembled a spike behind you, Mirio noticing last second and throwing his body weight to the side, causing your still clasped hands to swing you around, dodging it with Eri still wrapped in your arms, shaking.

Mirio could barely stand, nearly collapsing against you but tried to stay strong. 'I can't back down, not yet. Not until this disgusting man is down and out. I have to protect them,' Mirio thought, adrenaline running high as he glanced at you.

You were a warm becon that filled his life, he's never felt more real, more natural around anyone else but you. You make him want to be better, you make him want to push himself to be himself and no one else. The best he can be. Yet you're standing here, wanting to stand beside him like you've always done, but how can he let you do that knowing you can cost your life too. He wants to be selfish, hide you away from everyone so you won't get hurt. He knows what you're capable of, the power you hide from everyone not wanting to draw attention. Power you've only shown around him through trust and respect outside of school and training. Nows the time to show it to the world.

"(Y/N)" Mirio mumbled next to you, making you glance at him yet still wary of Chisaki. "Deku and Sir should be here soon, lets show Chisaki what we're made of until they get here," he grinned, the stupid grin of his that made tears well up your (E/C) eyes as you nodded, gently placing Eri down behind you, sending her a sweet and strong smile of your own.

What seemed to drag on for hours was only mere minutes of you and Mirio throwing blow after blow and receiving blow after blow from Chisaki. As long as he didn't get Eri you'd be fine. Even as blood dripped down your temple from where you were slammed down and your vision blurred, your only goal was to keep Eri and Mirio safe. Just as Mirios was to keep you and Eri safe.

The next few minutes seemed to blur, between Midoriya and Sir showing up. Your body trying to give out into Sirs hug, the last real hug you never knew you'd ever get from him. The memories blurring as you and Mirio trudged out with Eri in tow. Before you could register what happened, your body dropped to the ground, Eri and Mirios faces of concern being the last you see before darkness consumes.

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Images blur together as you come out of unconsciousness. The strong scent of disinfectant spray and rubbing alcohol makes its way to you, the smell both welcoming and alarming. Opening your eyes you notice Aizawa-Sensei by the door, you slowing attempting to sit up as he walks in, "Aizawa- Sensei! What's going on? Where's Mirio? Eri? Is everyone alright," you gushed out, head suddenly pounding, causing you to groan and grab your head. "Take it easy (L/N), it's alright. You're safe, everyone's safe now," he calmed you down, your head still pounding as you nodded with the new information. "So then, Midoriya, Sir Nighteye, they got Chisaki? Are they recovering from their wounds too?" You asked, looking up at him with (E/C) eyes showing hope that everything can now return to normal once everyone's healed. Yet, as Aizawa looks else where you can't help but ask, "What's wrong? Everyone is okay right?" The words that come out of his mouth next has you up, IVs ripped out as you ran out the room, Aizawa chasing after you.

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Heart pounding in your head, you turn a corner, tripping over your feet sending you tumbling to the ground. Yet you got back up and kept running, catching a green haired boy, also known as Izumi Midoriya, by surprise as you ran up. "Midoriya! Please tell me its not true," you cry, tears welling up as you clench his hands.

He could only stare back at you, his own tears glimmering into his lash line too. "I'm so sorry (L/N)-Senpai, but..S-Sir Nighteye is...is," he couldn't finish the sentence, choking back a sob as your tears run down your face. Letting go of his hands you bring yours to your face, hoping to cover up your pitiful sobs that seem to echo the now quiet hallway. "W-Wheres Mirio?" You choked out, Aizawa now caught up with you. His hand softly grabs your shoulder, curling his arm and bringing you into his chest. He may not be a very affectionate man, but you were one of his more favorite students. Seeing you like this broke his heart. "Lets go this way (L/N). It'll be okay," he mumbled into your hair as he gave your shoulder a squeeze, leading you down the hallway away from Midoriya who was now joined by All Might.

Midoriya and All Might could only stare in sadness as they watched one of the Top 4 students of UA break down. First Mirio as he witnessed Sir Nighteyes passing in person, and now you as you woke up too late to say goodbye and having to realize that you'll never get the chance like they did.

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Aizawa knocked on the hospital door, a silence followed for a few seconds before a soft "Come in," was heard from inside. Opening the door Aizawa saw Mirio sitting on his hospital bed, a smile plastered to his face. "Whats up Eraserhead?" He questioned, almost as if his whole life didn't go up in flames merely 12 hours ago. "Mirio, are you up for a visitor? This person could really use your help right now," Aizawa inquired, hoping that you two could heal eachother like you always seemed to do.

"Sure, who is it?" Mirio asked, head tilt. Aizawa didn't answer, merely turning his head to the doorway where you stood, hospital gown and all. Your eyes red from tears that had slowed down but still hadn't stopped yet.

Mirios face grew concerned, he stood up the best he could and hobbled over to you. Resching his hands out he pulled you into his chest. Your heart breaking all over again as you sobbed into his chest, Mirio tightening his arms around you. Aizawa simply nodded and left, shutting the door behind him.

"It'll be alright, (Y/N). We'll be okay, I promise," Mirio whispered in your ear, your sobs into his chest becoming quiet as he soothed you. "Sir Njghteye deserved so much more," you whimpered out, looking up at Mirio with glossy eyes that pulled at his heart strings. "I know, but we'll get better from here on out," he smiled, his voice soft instead of its usual loud and booming self. "Why are you holding it in Mirio?" You questioned, seeing right through his facade as he tensed. "I've cried my tears, you can let yours out with me it's alright," he promised, yet you could see the guilt, remorse, hurt and pain swirling inside.

You guided him over to the bed, sitting down with him as you took his hands into yours. "You may have cried but that doesn't mean you healed that quick, Mirio," you softly spoke, hand reaching up to graze his cheek softly and cup it. He could only watch mesmerized by your beauty as the morning sun beamed through the window, giving you an even more Homely glow than before. "You can fool them Mirio, but not me,"

His eyes suddenly had a pressure upon them and he couldn't help but clench his fists and eyes in anger and distrsught as he yelled out suddenly in a sob. The grief of not being strong enough to save Sir hitting him at once. The pain of knowing he lost his quirk surrounding his body, becoming heavy. The sudden empty feeling of knowing all those years were sudden lost in a sea and he was drowning.

Your hand caught him by surprise as he looked up, your smile soft and glowing, yet also full of sadness. "Don't hold it up inside. We can face it together," You spoke, his body suddenly tackling you down onto the bed as you gasped, cheeks a soft pink. As he shook, quiet tears pouring down his face he whimpered to you, "(Y/N)..Thank you...Thank you for letting me show my true feelings with you,"

You smiled, hands running through his hair. A soft kiss was placed upon his forehead as he looked up shocked, yet you could only giggle at his pink face. "I know it's not the time, but maybe in a while you'll let me voice my true self too?" You questioned, knowing that the boy healing could maybe have something to be the light at the end of his tunnel. His smile, warm and Homey filled the room again, this time authentic through and through. "Only if you let me voice mine too,"

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Okay sooo. What did yall think? Yes, no? Maybe so? It's been years since I've written anything to please be nice with the critiques 😭🥰 Also can I just say that Mirio is Daddy-O? Like oh my gooddnneesssssss. Also Antheia is Greek for Flower or Blossom so that was your hero name.

TW; Angst, sad Bakuhoe, sad mirio bby, sad reader, and sad author 🥺.

Keywords:

Y/N= Your Name

H/C= Hair color

H/L= Hair Length

S/C= Skin Color

S/O= Significant Other

F/M= Family Member

E/C= Eye Color

Bakugou! and Mirio! with a Stressed!; S/O that is taking care of a sick family member:

Bakugou:

Can I Ask For Head Canons For Bakugo (and Mirio If You Will Write For Two Characters) With A Reader Who

At first he would have no clue what was going on with you. You two would have a scheduled date and you’d say something came up, having to cancel.

He was honestly scared that you didn’t like him anymore or worse: that you where cheating.

He didn’t say anything about it-or, he never had time to say anything about it. He would rarely see you and lately the only time he would get a chance to look at your beautiful/handsome form, it would look rugged and dirty, sacks under your eyes wile dried tears stained your face.

He only saw you late at night when you would come home to your shared apartment and immediately crash in your shared bedroom.

He wish he would understand what was going on, he was worried about you and in all honesty, he was getting pissed off.

When you left the next day, he prepped himself for the evening, practicing what he was going to say, wanting to take a calm approach to things and not scare you.

Finally, the night arrived, Bakugou slept silently on the couch till he heard the door of the apartment open slowly.

He rose slowly and looked at his beloved S/O, there (H/C), (H/L) hair frames there face perfectly and there (S/C) shone beautifully in the moonlight that ricocheted off of the counter from the open curtains.

The tall male strutted over and hugged them, placing his head on top there own head and he caressed there delicate body in his hands.’’Hey Y/N’’. His voice soothing there stress instantly as they couldn’t handle acting like they are fine.

They broke down, falling to their knees, taking Bakugou with them. He didn’t need an explanation yet, what he needed was to hold the one he loved most close to him, letting them know that he was there and that he would never let go.

You sobbed in his chest, holding handfuls of his shirt while you where at it. His large hands moved up and down on your back in a quite comforting motion as he hugged you closer to his warm frame.

‘’Babe, please’’. His voice laced with a begging tone. ‘’Please Tell me what’s wrong! Did I do something wrong? If I did, I’m so sorry; I’d never mean to hurt you”!

You froze. ‘Was he blaming himself this whole time’? “No no no honey, you didn’t do anything wrong”. You choked out a sob near the end. “It’s just- my (brother, sister, sibling, mother, father, etc.) is r-really sick and-‘’.

He cut you off with a big hug. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I was being selfish”. He whimpered as he felt a few tears strain his beautiful face. “Bakugou, please babe, it’s fine. You didn’t know”.

He only whimpered in response. “It’ll be ok, I’ll help you get through this. I know things will get better, I promise you”. His voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke.

You stopped crying and grey tired quite quickly. “Thank you Bakugou”. You whispered, voice barley audible as your eyes fell shut and you fell into the world of sleep. Your boyfriend chuckled softly and used his thumb to while away one last stray tear that fell down your soft (S/C) cheeks.

He leaned over and gently kissed you on the lips before scoping you up into his strong arms and walking you to your shared bedroom where you both would finally get a decent night sleep.

Mirio:

Sweet boy would know something was instantly wrong as soon as you walked into the shared dorm room. The aura heaving off of you was heavy and cloudy while your form looked weakened and tired.

‘’Babe, a-are you ok’’? He would ask hesitantly, his smile withering away. ‘’Yeah, I’m fine honey, don’t worry about me. Just a bad day’’. He nodded, a small, reassuring smile plastered on his face as he pulled you close, petting your (H/L) (H/C) hair softly to calm you down.

You and your lovely lover sat down and shared some tea while enjoying the comfortable silence that spread throughout the dorm.

When you got home it was around 7 PM, you two had tea at 7:45, now it was 8:50 as you both shared a dinner of rice and miso soup; courteous of Mirio and his decent cooking skills.

Once you finished you helped him clean up before; -ring- -ring- -ring-; you jolted as the phone in your pocket vibrated to life. You quickly pulled it out and your eyes widened after seeing the caller ID. You looked to your sweet boyfriend with a pleading look as he nodded, saying that he will take care of things here. You smiled gratefully as you stepped out onto the patio.

Mirio cleaned the dishes before setting them in the dishwasher gently, being aware of his strength and being careful not to shatter anymore plates.

He froze as he looked at you from the patio window. He saw your hand quickly move up to cover your mouth as you quivered, tears beginning to stain your beautiful (S/C) face.

He rushed out, not caring about the plates and wrapped his strong arms around you as you sobbed in his chest.

“Y-Y/n! What’s wrong love”?! He shouted fearfully as he swiped your hair out of your face before kissing your tears. “T-they are getting worse”. You sobbed helplessly into your boyfriend’s shirt.

“Who baby? What are you talking about”? You sniffled before taking a breath to try to speak more clearly. “E-earlier today I found out that my (F/M) got s-sick a-and they just got worse’’. Your voice shook, chest heaving and body shivering.

Mirio’s usually shining face dropped. ‘’Hey hey’’. He patted your hair while pulling you closer. ‘’It’s going to be ok. I promise you’’. You sniffled and looked up at him with you (E/C) eyes.

‘’Tomorrow we can work together. We will help them together. I promise, they will get better’’. You looked down, a solemn look plastered on your face. He only softly smiled and tilted your head up.

‘’I have never lied to you’’. He mumbled and placed a soft, delicate kiss on your soft lips.

The two of you headed to bed, forgetting about the leftover dishes as Mirio instantly put you on the bed and held you close, showing as much comfort and love he could give you without being rated R.

The next morning, he woke up early; getting ready for the day before you got up. He made coffee, went out to get some donuts and finished the dishes. Of course he showers though, it was the first thing he did.

Once you woke up, you where surprised to see Mirio holding a coffee cup and a plate full of your favorite donuts. ‘’C’mon babe! Might want to go get a shower; it would be a shame if I ate these all on my own’’. You simply giggled, knowing that you would get through this, with Mirio at your side, forever.

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I hope this was ok! I have 17 requests to do and I want to get them all done by the next 3 or 4 weeks. I’m so sorry if there are any spelling or grammatical errors, Grammarly isn’t working right now. If this isn’t how you wanted it, I’ll fix it for you!!

-☕️ℂ𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕖_ℂ𝕦𝕡𝕡𝕤☕️

°❀.ೃ࿔Sunshine boy °❀.ೃ࿔

synopsis: the optimist always gets to the pessimistic

this drabble took so long… i haven’t the faintest idea why but i kept on having to come back to it. Also of course hawks is in it because this man will slip into here all the time.

If someone had told you years ago that you’d end up working closely with Sir Nighteye, you would’ve laughed in their face. It wasn’t that you didn’t respect him, he was a brilliant tactician, a respected pro hero, and had an impeccable track record. But you? You were the type to fight with instinct, to make decisions on the ball, to trust in your power and your gut rather than detailed predictions and meticulous planning….So why the hell were you here, standing across from the man himself in his office, flipping through yet another thick case file while he watched you with that unreadable expression?

“You’re still not much of a strategist,” Nighteye remarked, adjusting his glasses as he scanned the aftermath report of your latest joint mission.

You smirked, leaning back in your chair. “And you’re still not much of a field agent.”

He sighed. “That’s exactly why this partnership works.”

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“YEAHHH! IT’S LUMINE! Alright, listeners, it’s time for another Pro Hero Spotlight! And today, we’re talkin’ about someone who SHINES!! LITERALLY!

!!!!

Name: Lumine!

Quirk: Photon!

!!!!!

“This top ten hero is all about brightening it up, baby! She can absorb and manipulate photons to move at the speed ofwell, light! That means energy blasts, insane reflexes, and even phasing through attacks when she shifts into pure energy! How cool is that?!”

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The streets were in chaos. Smoke curled into the air, glass crunched underfoot, and a massive villain with reinforced armor was tearing through the city like a wrecking ball.

Sir Nighteye stood in a secluded location watching every movement below with razor sharp focus. And then

FWOOOOSH!

A streak of golden light SHOT through the sky, illuminating the battlefield in a flash before re forming into Y/n! You landed in front of the villain, body still pulsing with residual light. “You’re making a mess,” you quipped, cracking your knuckles. “How about we clean it up?”

The villain roared, lunging at you. But before he could land a hit “DODGE! NOW!” Nighteye’s voice cut through your earpiece. You didn’t hesitate. Your body shimmered as you phased into photons, the villain’s massive fist passing right through you. Reforming at his side, you unleashed a concentrated beam of energy, sending him skidding back.

“Shut up, i’m the one doing the fighting”

“Four seconds,” Nighteye said through the comm completely ignoring your statement. “His armor is weakest at the joints. Hit the right knee now.”

You grinned. “Got it.” just like that, you MOVED lightning fast, reappearing just in time to drive a photon charged kick straight into the villain’s knee joint. The armor CRACKED, and the villain staggered. “this is so lame, why does this feel so boring” The villain reeled back, dazed, and You exhaled, rolling your shoulders. “Well, as fuuuuun as that was, we still have to find the missing cargo.” Nighteye adjusted his glasses. “Hmph. ” You groaned. “ugh this is such a pain”

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Below, the warehouse bustled with activity villains moving in and out, unloading crates from a truck into the building. Whatever they were smuggling, it wasn’t legal, and it was your job to put a stop to it.

“This should be a straightforward operation,” Nighteye murmured, sharp eyes calculating every movement below. “We take out the guards, secure the cargo, and apprehend the ringleader before they realize what’s happening.”

You nodded, scanning the scene. “And what about the new guy you were telling me about?”

“He’ll be assisting,” Nighteye replied, his voice as unreadable as ever.

Right on cue, the rooftop door creaked open behind you. “Sorry for the wait!” The voice was bright, confident, and unmistakably full of energy. Turning, you saw a broad shouldered blonde stepping onto the roof, adjusting his gloves. Even through his mask, his beaming smile was obvious.

Mirio Togata.

Even if you hadn’t known his name, you would’ve recognized him by reputation one of U.A.’s most promising students, currently interning under Nighteye. But what caught you off guard was his presence. He wasn’t just strong; he radiated warmth, like the human embodiment of sunshine. “Lumine, right?” he asked, walking up to you with an easy confidence. “Sir’s told me a lot about you! It’s really cool to finally meet you.”

You raised an eyebrow, glancing at Nighteye. “Didn’t know you were such a fan of my work, Sir.”

Nighteye adjusted his glasses. “I made a passing mention of you. He was relentless in asking for details.” Mirio laughed, rubbing the back of his head. “Guilty! But can you blame me? You’re a top pro! It’s not every day I get to work with someone like you.”

You smirked. “are you kissing ass your way to the top?.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it!” he grinned.

Nighteye cleared his throat. “Lumine, you’ll take the east entrance. I’ll enter from the west. lemillion, infiltrate the main warehouse and secure the interior. Stay alert for reinforcements.”

“Yes, Sir!” Mirio saluted, then turned to you. “Stay safe out there!” You gave him a nod before vanishing into a stream of light, dashing toward your position.

———

The mission went smoothly at first. You dismantled the outer guards with ease, your photon based quirk making it simple to blind and disarm them. Inside, Mirio weaved through walls and floors, taking down enemies before they could react. Nighteye, as always, operated with precision, his foresight ensuring every move was calculated. Then, as you were securing the last of the cargo, a villain lunged at you from the shadows.

You barely had time to react before an arm wrapped around your waist and yanked you back just as a blade slashed through the air where you had been standing. A blur of blue and gold moved past you as Mirio landed between you and the villain, his usual cheer replaced by sharp focus.

“Whoa, that was close!” he said, keeping an easy stance but never taking his eyes off the attacker.

You let out a breath. “Did you just—”

“Pull you out of danger? Yup!” he grinned over his shoulder. “Figured you wouldn’t mind.”

Before you could respond, the villain lunged again. Mirio immediately let himself phase, the blade passing through his chest like mist. The attacker barely had time to register what had happened before Mirio resolidified behind him, delivering a precise, forceful punch that sent the villain sprawling.

You crossed your arms, smirking. “Not bad, lemillion.”

“Thanks! But, uh, if I could phase other people, I probably would’ve just pulled you underground instead of doing it the old fashioned way.” He chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.

“I’m glad you can’t,” you shot back. “I’d rather not find out what being buried alive feels like.”

Mirio laughed. “Fair point!”

You both turned as Nighteye approached, his usual unreadable expression in place. “I assume everything is under control?”

“All good!” Mirio said with a thumbs up. “Teamwork makes the dream work!”

You shook your head, amused. “Not a bad first mission together.”

Mirio beamed. “Hopefully the first of many!” as you’d later find out, it was.

—-

You learnt very fast that it was not just a one time thing. He came barrelling into the next big mission that you were working on. As the battle was over, the villains secured, and the dust had finally settled. The tension that had filled the air minutes ago had been replaced by the steady hum of cleanup efforts. You stood off to the side, rolling your shoulder as you surveyed the scene. Another mission completed. Another long night.

“Lumine!”

The familiar voice cut through the chaos, warm and unmistakably bright.

You turned just in time to see Mirio jogging toward you, weaving effortlessly through the debris and uniformed officers. His blue cape fluttered behind him, and despite the scuffs on his costume and the streaks of dust across his face, his grin was as radiant as ever.

He skidded to a stop just in front of you, hands on his hips as he looked you over. “You okay?”

You smirked. “I should be asking you that. Pretty sure you took on half the villains yourself.”

Mirio laughed, but there was a softness in his gaze that hadn’t been there the last time you’d worked together. “Eh, nothing I can’t handle. You, though, you were amazing out there.”

You rolled your eyes. “You always a charmer?”

“Because it’s always true.” He grinned, leaning forward just slightly, voice dropping to something almost conspiratorial. “You know, I’ve seen a lot of pro heroes in action, but you? You’re on another level.” Your smirk wavered for half a second, caught off guard by the sincerity in his voice. He wasn’t teasing or joking he meant it. Mirio, for all his strength and confidence, never acted like he was above admiration. He gave it freely, effortlessly, like it was second nature.

“…Not bad yourself, Togata.” You nudged his arm, trying to shake off the warmth creeping into your chest.

His eyes lit up. “togata? I haven’t given you my name yet, second meeting and is this a good thing or a bad thing?”

“oh my.” Warmth spread from your face. Respect was a huge thing in your book. But you’d be lying to yourself if his name didn’t reply in your head after your last encounter. you crossed your arms. “i’m so sorry lemilion! we haven’t even left the battlefield and you don’t even know me-”

Mirio’s laughter was bright, like sunlight breaking through the remnants of the night. “Don’t worry about it!! just a silly little slip”

Before you could answer, Nighteye approached, his usual composed expression in place as he took in the two of you. “You did well today,” he said simply.

your daze slightly disappears looking up to him “High praise, coming from you.”

Nighteye adjusted his glasses. “Don’t get used to it.”

Mirio chuckled, nudging your shoulder lightly. “Sir’s just being modest. We both know he’s impressed.” Nighteye sighed but didn’t argue, which only made Mirio’s grin widen.

You shook your head, glancing at Mirio. “i’m starting to think in the inside you’re a bright shiny ball puppies and rainbows in there” “you surround yourself with smiley blondes and people with a very bright outfits.

Nighteye’s expression barely flickered, but you swore you saw the tiniest twitch of his eye at your words. You smirked, pressing your advantage.

“I mean, really,” you continued, crossing your arms. “Mirio? All Might? Bubble Girl? Myself? What is it with you and people who radiate pure sunshine? Do you just absorb their energy like some kind of grumpy solar panel?”

Mirio snorted, clearly trying to hold back laughter, while Bubble Girl who had just arrived on the scene blinked in confusion. Nighteye sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as if you were giving him a migraine.

“I surround myself with competent heroes,” he corrected, but there was a hint of exasperation in his tone.

You raised an eyebrow. “Right, and it just so happens that all those ‘competent heroes’ have the same golden retriever energy? Be honest, do you break out in hives when you’re around pessimistic people?”

Mirio was straight up laughing now, arms crossed over his chest as he watched the exchange like it was the best thing he’d seen all night.

Nighteye merely adjusted his glasses again, as if recalibrating his patience. “Y/n,” he said evenly, “perhaps you should spend less time making baseless observations and more time debriefing the mission.”

“Oh, so you’re avoiding the question? Interesting.” You tilted your head. “That means I’m right.”

He gave you a long, flat stare before turning on his heel and walking away. You caught Mirio covering his mouth, trying and failing to stifle his amusement.

“You’re awful,” he whispered between chuckles.

You grinned. “He makes it too easy.”

——-

The hum of fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead as you leaned against one of the agency’s desks, arms crossed, watching Mirio dig through a cabinet with the focus of someone searching for the meaning of life. His uniform was slightly rumpled from the day, his tie loosened, the top button undone. Without his hero costume without the grand, larger than life energy he carried in battle he looked more like a regular student, just a little tired, a little more human. But still, somehow, undeniably bright.

“You lose something, Togata?” you asked, voice dry as ever.

Mirio, undeterred by your deadpan tone, straightened with a triumphant grin, holding up a can of juice like it was a legendary artifact. “Victory!” he declared before cracking it open with an exaggerated flourish.

You raised an eyebrow. “That felt high stress for such little reason.”

“Hey, sometimes it’s the little things,” he said, taking a sip. He sighed contentedly, as if this really was the highlight of his day. Then, as if just noticing, he tilted his head at you, curiosity flickering in his gaze. “You’re here a lot, huh?”

You shrugged. “Guess so.”

Mirio hummed thoughtfully, tapping a finger against the can. “Shouldn’t you be at your own agency? Not that I’m complaining, it’s always nice to see you.”

There was something in the way he said it casual but genuine, like he meant it. Like HE liked having you around. It threw you off for just a second.

You smirked, shaking off the feeling. “Oh, I got kicked out.”

Mirio blinked, his whole body pausing mid sip. “…Wait, really?”

“Yeah.” You sighed dramatically, crossing your arms. “Turns out, if you glare at one too many people, they start thinking you ‘disrupt workplace morale.’”

For a second, his face flickered with concern, his brows furrowing just slightly. But then you saw it the slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, the telltale sign that he was just now getting the message. there it was. His laughter erupted, full and unrestrained. “No way! You had me for a second!”

You grinned. “I have my moments.”

Mirio shook his head, still chuckling. “Man, you’re something else.”

“I try.”

Silence settled between you, but it wasn’t awkward just a lull, comfortable and easy. Mirio leaned against the desk beside you, close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating off of him. He always carried this… presence. Like standing next to him meant standing in a patch of sunlight. It was disarming.

Mirio, apparently, wasn’t one for silence. “So, if you’re not actually exiled from your agency, why do you spend so much time here?”

You hesitated for a beat before answering. “…I guess it’s not bad here.” You nodded toward the space around you. “Nighteye’s strict, but I can respect him. The work is solid. And the company’s… not terrible.”

Mirio’s lips curled into a playful grin. “Wow, your compliments feel kinda lackluster.”

“Hush now,” you said smoothly. “Don’t tell me you’re tired of me being here.”

“Never!” His response was immediate, like he’d been waiting for you to ask. His smile softened a little. “Actually, I think it’s nice. I was gonna say you’re kinda like an honorary member at this point. But, y’know…” He glanced at you, an easy warmth in his gaze. “That makes it sound like we don’t want you here when we do.”

Something about the way he said it lighthearted, but undeniably sincere made you pause.

“…Huh,” you said, for lack of anything better.

Mirio leaned in a little, grinning. “Huh?” he mimicked playfully.

You rolled your eyes. “I’m just not used to people being that direct, is all.”

He hummed thoughtfully. “That direct, or that nice?”

You gave him a look, but he just smiled wider, like he knew he had a point.

“You’re not bad company either, y’know,” he said after a moment, his voice a little softer now, like he was just saying it to you and not to the room. “I mean, you’re cool, and you’re strong, but you’re also… kinda funny. Even when you don’t mean to be.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Are you saying I’m accidentally entertaining?”

“I’m saying you’re interesting,” he said easily. “And that I’d rather have you around than not.”

Your chest tightened, just slightly. It wasn’t often that people just… said things like that. At least, not to you.

Mirio, as if sensing he might’ve thrown you off, nudged your shoulder. “Guess I’ll just have to stick around more,” he said, grinning again. “Y’know, in case you get actually exiled one day.”

For once, you didn’t have a sharp reply. You just shook your head, looking away to hide the small, involuntary twitch at the corner of your mouth. “…Yeah, yeah. We’ll see.”

His laughter was softer this time, but the way he looked at you like he genuinely wanted to know you, like he already considered you a friend made something in you settle.

———

The walk to U.A. was calm, the late morning sun casting a warm glow over the city as you and Hawks strolled along the familiar path. The school loomed in the distance, its towering gates just visible beyond the trees lining the sidewalk.

After a moment of quiet, you sighed. “You know… I feel like we’re getting the short end of the stick here.”

Hawks glanced at you, amusement flickering in his golden eyes. “Oh? How so?”

You gestured vaguely ahead. “Nezu gets free labor, the kids get their little motivational speeches, and what do we get? A pat on the back?”

Hawks let out a light chuckle, his wings shifting slightly. “You mean to tell me the honor of inspiring the next generation isn’t enough?”

You gave him a dry look. “I’m sure they’ll be fine without our wisdom.”

He hummed thoughtfully. “Maybe, but a little guidance never hurts.”

You exhaled, watching as a breeze rustled through the trees. “I guess.”

A comfortable silence stretched between you as you walked, the steady rhythm of your footsteps filling the space.

“At least we get a good meal out of it,” Hawks remarked after a moment, stretching his arms behind his head.

“If Lunch Rush is cooking, sure,” you said. “If not, I’m leaving early.”

He laughed. “I respect the standards.”

You smirked. “You should. I refuse to sit through a whole day of talking if the food isn’t worth it.”

Hawks tilted his head, as if considering something. “Y’know… spending the day at U.A. like this almost feels nostalgic.”

You glanced at him. “You think you would’ve been good in school?”

“Not really,” he admitted. “But sometimes I with for the simplicity of it. Having a schedule, training, learning new things every day.”

You hummed in agreement. “Yeah. It was… different.”

“Different’s a good word for it,” he mused. “We didn’t have a normal school experience, but it had its moments.”

You nodded, a small, knowing smile forming. “Like sneaking out past curfew?”

“Or convincing commission teachers we were just ‘exploring alternative training methods,’” he added, smirking.

You chuckled. “We got away with too much.”

“Eh,” Hawks said with a shrug. “Guess they figured we’d be fine in the end.”

You didn’t respond right away, but there was an understanding in the quiet between you. The path ahead felt familiar, but the two of you had changed since your own school days.

Hawks nudged your arm lightly. “Alright, be honest, what kind of student do you think is gonna annoy you the most?”

You sighed. “The overly eager one. From what i’m hearing about 1A i feel i need a Xanax. The one with too much energy, too many questions, and zero sense of personal space.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, there’s always one of those.”

“If we get stuck with a kid who talks back, you’re handling them,” you added.

“Deal,” he said easily. “As long as you grab me some extra food on the way out.”

You shook your head, amused. “Unbelievable.”

And with that, the two of you stepped inside, ready to face whatever the day had in store. It wasn’t often that you found yourself back here not as a guest, anyway. But after Nezu had oh so politely requested (read: roped) you and Hawks into speaking to the students about what it was like to become a pro hero so young, you hadn’t exactly had a choice. It made sense, you supposed. You and Hawks were among the youngest top ranking heroes, and Nezu likely figured your experiences would be valuable to the next generation.

Walking through the towering gates, you let out a quiet sigh. “Alright, if we leave now what consequences would we really have?”

Beside you, Hawks stretched, wings ruffling slightly. “Nezu said guest speakers. I heard free food.”

You gave him a flat look. “We’re not getting paid for this.”

He grinned. “Yeah, but we are getting exposure. And what’s better than exposure?”

You groaned. “Literally anything else.”

Before Hawks could tease you more, the school doors swung open, and there stood Nezu, looking far too pleased with himself. “Ah! Lumine, Hawks! Welcome to U.A.!”

Hawks gave a lazy salute. “Hey, little boss.”

Nezu chuckled. “Now, now, Hawks, I prefer ‘Principal.’”

You crossed your arms. “I prefer to not be scammed into free labor.”

Nezu simply smiled, ever unbothered. “Oh, but this is a wonderful opportunity! You’ll be inspiring the next generation!”

Hawks and you exchanged a knowing glance before he sighed dramatically. “Oh, what an honor.”

Nezu, unfazed, continued, “Before your talk, I thought it would be nice for you to get a tour of the school. And I’ve arranged for some of our top students to lead it.”

Before you could respond, a familiar voice rang out “Lumine!”

You turned to see Mirio, his wide grin already on display as he jogged up to you. “Yo! You finally came to visit us!”

You grinned back, stepping forward to meet him. Before you could say anything, he pulled you into a hug, squeezing you tightly. “It’s been too long! You’re looking good out here, away from the chaos of missions!”

You laughed, half surprised by the bear hug. “Calm down, Mirio. I’m just here for a quick talk.”

Hawks grinned. “Careful, Mirio she’s not used to being this popular.”

You elbowed Hawks lightly, but Mirio only laughed, undeterred. “It’s just cool! We usually only work together in high-stakes situations. Now you’re here!”

Hawks raised an eyebrow, walking over with a smirk. “Should we be worried that you’re this excited to see her? I feel like I’m being replaced.”

Mirio stepped back and smiled at you, his enthusiasm unwavering. “Of course not! I’m just happy to see my friend.” He then glanced at Hawks, before pointing at him playfully. “And definitely not because of him.”

You rolled your eyes, nudging Hawks. “Look at that, he’s already here to steal my spotlight.”

Mirio laughed, pulling away just as Neijire bounded over, her bright energy almost contagious. “Lumine!” She looked at you with wide eyes, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “You’re even more amazing than I thought! And you’re here with Hawks!”

“Yep, unfortunately,” you said dryly, though a small smile tugged at your lips.

Nejire suddenly appeared beside him, practically vibrating with excitement. “Oh wow, you and Hawks are so close, right? You work together all the time, and you both got into the Top 10 super young! Wait, wait…. are you dating?”

Tamaki, standing slightly behind them, visibly tensed.

You and Hawks exchanged a glance, the kind that spelled trouble. “Oh, absolutely,” you said smoothly, nodding.

Hawks let out a dramatic sigh, draping an arm around your shoulders. “Nejire, you caught us. Our secret romance, exposed.”

You shook your head. “We had a plan, too. Big reveal, dramatic photoshoot, matching hero costumes…”

“Matching hero costumes?” Hawks repeated, amused.

You shrugged. “Might as well commit to the bit.”

Nejire gasped, eyes sparkling. “Oh my gosh, really?! That’s so cute!” Tamaki looked like he wanted to teleport away.

“No, they’re not.”

You and Hawks immediately stopped, mid tease, and turned to Mirio.

Hawks raised an eyebrow. “Wow. That was fast.”

You and Hawks immediately shared a look, both of you smirking as you were about to go on your teasing tangent again.

“Oh, Neijire, sweetie,” Hawks started, voice oozing with sarcasm. “If you knew the kind of annoying this one brings into my life—”

“annoying ?” You cut in, laughing. “You are the annoying one, bird brain.”

“I’m just saying,” Hawks said, dramatically holding a hand to his chest, “that being with you is like being surrounded by a storm of bad decisions and caffeine.”

You grinned. “And don’t forget the occasional midnight chicken emotional breakdown because you can’t stop talking.”

Neijire’s face lit up with curiosity. “Wait, but are you sure?” She leaned toward you both, wide eyed. “You guys aren’t a thing? You’re so close like, a sibling vibe. But siblings wouldn’t…”

“You’re making this way worse than it is,” you interrupted, barely containing your laughter.

Hawks shot you a look, his own grin widening. “I’d like to see you try to keep up with all of her sass. Wouldn’t recommend it.”

Just as you and Hawks were about to double down on the teasing, Mirio suddenly interjected. “Nope! They aren’t dating.” Both of you stopped in your tracks, blinking. You stared at Mirio for a moment, then looked at Hawks.

“Uh… okay,” you said, a little thrown off by how fast Mirio had spoken.

“Yeah, we’re not,” Hawks confirmed, but he raised an eyebrow, glancing at Mirio.

Mirio, still peppy, shook his head. “I mean, you could be dating, but you’re not. You two are way more like siblings. Plus, Hawks would never stop bragging about it if it were true.”

Hawks gasped. “The little nugget is fighting back!”

You smirked. “No, no, he’s right. You would be unbearable.”

Mirio grinned. “Exactly! So, no, you’re not dating.”

Neijire smirked, her eyes practically sparkling with mischief. “Ohhh, Mirio, I see. You’re relieved, huh?”

Mirio looked momentarily flustered. “What? No, I—I’m just making sure everyone knows the truth!”

Neijire’s smile grew wider as she wagged her finger at him. “So, you like older women, then?” she teased, glancing between the two of you.

Tamaki, who had been standing quietly off to the side, suddenly spoke up, his face flushed. “Wait—no, no! That’s not what—” He nervously glanced at you. “I mean, you’re not old… right?”

You raised an eyebrow, mildly amused. “Tamaki, I’m only twenty. I think I’m safe from the ‘older woman’ label for now.”

Neijire blinked, realizing her slip-up. “Ah! Right! Sorry! I just got carried away…” She quickly backpedaled, practically bubbling with apologies.

Meanwhile, Mirio, still the image of cheerfulness, blinked in surprise. “Huh?”

Nejire leaned in eagerly to mario’s ear. “Well? Do yoooou? Do you like older women?”

For the first time, Mirio hesitated, opening and closing his mouth before laughing sheepishly. “That’s… not really the point here.”

Hawks lost it. He practically collapsed onto Mirio’s shoulder, wheezing. “Oh my god”

You smirked. “So, Mirio, should I be expecting a confession letter soon, or do you need someone middle aged…?”

Mirio let out a goodnatured chuckle. “Nope! But hey, if you do get one, I promise I’ll deliver it personally.”

Nejire mouth dropped all the way to the center of the earth. “PAUSE WHAT”

Hawks sighed trying to segue. “I’m stuck with her as my honorary sibling instead.” You shook your heads in ignorance to the bubbly blue haired girl.

“And I’m stuck with him making chicken nugget jokes at my expense,” you added.

Mirio laughed. “Chicken nugget jokes?”

Hawks smirked. “The students are like chicken nuggets tiny, but still good.”

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, yeah. U.A.’s finest. A box of premium nuggets.”

Mirio grinned. “Well, I hope we’re at least the good kind.”

Hawks clapped a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry, buddy. You’re definitely a top tier nugget.”

Nejire giggled, Tamaki sighed in relief, and Mirio just shook his head, still smiling.

Hawks stretched. “Alright, let’s get this tour over with before Lumine escapes”

You scoffed. “Please. U.A. doesn’t scare me.”

Mirio grinned. “Well, in that case, welcome to U.A.! Let’s go!”

And with that, the tour began—

with you and Hawks following behind, still laughing.

REMEMBER: You’re 20. Then when you get to the school, you’re immediately thrown into a tour by the big three. Mirio being excited to see you. Neijire being bubbly as ever asking questions like if you and hawks are together and all that. Tamaki looks so nervous as if he hasn’t been fighting with fat gum. You and hawks having such a close friendship bully all of them from the question. Then mirio comes in and says you and hawks aren’t dating. interrupting you and hawks mid teasing. Both of you stop really fast, laughing and agreeing that you aren’t. Then pause to think about how fast mirio said it. Other than the missions he knew nothing about you. neijire joking after that mirio liking older women. Tamaki immediately defending you and not calling you not old. then neijire bubbly backtracking. meanwhile mirio is looking flustered and Hawks falling on mirio laughing. Then telling you that your fans are so cute.

——

The day had stretched long, but now, with the sun dipping below the horizon, U.A. had finally settled into a peaceful quiet. The tour, the teasing, the guest lecture it was all behind you now. You leaned against the railing of one of the school’s outdoor walkways, watching as the last bits of golden light painted the sky.

You heard footsteps behind you before you saw him.

“I was hoping I’d find you before you left,” Mirio’s voice was softer than usual still bright, still him, but lacking the usual boundless energy.

You glanced at him as he leaned against the railing beside you, arms resting against the cool metal. His school uniform was slightly ruffled, hair still tousled from the day’s events. But his usual grin was missing, replaced by something more thoughtful.

“Here to give me a final tour of the sunset?” you quipped lightly.

Mirio chuckled. “Something like that.” A pause. Then, “I wanted to apologize.”

You frowned, turning to face him fully. “For what?”

“For earlier.” He didn’t hesitate. “For interrupting when Nejire asked if you and Hawks were together. I just.” He exhaled, looking down at his hands before meeting your eyes again. “I had no right to say anything. I don’t really know you, not outside of missions. I shouldn’t have acted like I did.”

You blinked. Of all the things Mirio Togata had to apologize for today, this was not what you expected.

“You really don’t have to apologize for that.”

He gave you a small, almost sheepish smile. “I do.” Then, quieter, “Because when I thought even for a second that you weren’t available, it made me sad.”

Your breath caught.

Mirio looked back at the horizon, rubbing the back of his neck. “I know it’s kind of silly. We’ve barely spent time together outside of work. But I like seeing you. You’re always so bright even when you’re not fighting. It’s not just about battle, or power, or anything like that. You just are.”

You swallowed. “That’s just the reflection from your own sunshine, Togata.”

He laughed at that, and the warmth of it settled deep in your chest. Then he tilted his head. “You know what else I like?” You raised an eyebrow.

“You’re unflashy in the media.”

You blinked. “…Wow. Thanks?”

Mirio went blank then immediately, shaking his head. “I mean—you don’t put on a show for anyone. You don’t chase the cameras, or try to be something you’re not. You just do the work. You help people. You’re genuine.” His voice was softer now. “You’re a good person.”

Something in your chest tightened, a slow warmth creeping in before you could shove it down. You had been called a lot of things in your career. Powerful. Smart. Even intimidating. But good? That was rarer.

For the first time in a long while, you didn’t know what to say. The silence stretched between you. Mirio, ever patient, just smiled, waiting. And you feeling an unfamiliar heat rise to your face did the only thing you could do.

You turned on your heel and walked away.

“Hey wait!” Mirio called, laughter in his voice.

But you didn’t look back. Because if you did, you weren’t sure you’d be able to leave at all.