Demon Y/N MHA (KirixY/N)

Part 7 - Getting comfortable

Kirishima's POV:

"This is a warehouse?" Denki asked. We looked up at the metal warehouse.

I looked down at the directions, "Well, this is where she's supposed to be."

"Tch, she didn't go to school this whole day, and we are in charge of taking her back?" Bakugou rolled his eyes.

Todoroki knocked on the metal doors. There was nothing. Bakugou glared at him, "Just open it-" He swung the metal doors open, and our eyes opened wide.

Y/N was upside down, hanging from a single long cloth that tied from the ceiling and stretched to the ground. She was shirtless, with bandages covering her small chest and her legs covered in sweatpants. Her eyes were closed.

"Y-Y/N?"

Her eyes opened and she looked at us, her *length* hair flung as she twisted her body and slid down the cloth, landing gracefully on the floor. She walked towards us, even her walk seemed perfect. Shinsou handed her the folder that Mr. Aizawa gave to us to hand to her. Her eyebrow raised as she took it. Her hand gestured to us to follow her as she walked.

I looked at her back, there were two long scars that were the most noticeable along the black tattoo-like lines. She climbed a ladder and up to a room that overlooked the empty warehouse. It had a bed, a desk, and sketches, drawing, and paintings along the walls. There was a speaker that was playing music as she jumped on her bed, looking through the papers. I looked over to see a picture frame. Y/N was sticking up a peace sign as Mr. Aizawa and Hawks yelled at each other in the background, and I saw All Might laughing while Present Mic was recording the fight.

"You knew them before you came to UA?"

She nodded, "Yeah." She bit her lip in concentration as she laid the papers down on the bed. She looked over them as I trailed my fingers along the sketches and paintings.

Bakugou sat next to her on the bed, "So when were you going to show us what you really looked like?"

"I wasn't," she replied, "It would have been safer to keep my identity hidden."

"Why?"

"Because there are people who are after me," she sighed as she put the papers together. "I don't want you getting hurt in the process." She stood up and walked over to a backpack that was on a duffel bag. She stuffed the papers into the backpack and groaned as she leaned against the wall.

I walked up and grabbed the backpack and swung it over my shoulders. Denki grabbed the duffle bag, "Is this it?" She nodded, her eyes closed. She walked over to her closet and pulled out a hoodie.

She put it on and grabbed gloves, covering her hands and then putting a mask on. She tied her headband and nodded, us leaving. It was weird seeing her covered up now, since I saw how beautiful she is. We walked along the streets of the city, and no one paid any attention to her. I imagined if she didn't have the clothing, people would be all over her. It gave a little bit of relief.

The sun was setting by the time we made it to the dorms. I walked her to my dorm and set her stuff in it. She looked around as I closed the door and locked it. I scratched my head nervously, "Uhm, sorry. I only have one bed."

She looked over her shoulder and smiled, "It's okay, I don't mind." My stomach erupted with butterflies. What did she mean? Was she okay with sleeping next to me? Or did she not care? I blushed and looked away. She took her mask off and her gloves.

She turned to me, "Is it okay if I walk around in a bra? I feel more comfortable like that." I nodded, keeping myself from blushing even harder than before. She smiled as she went into the closet. She looked around, nodding. She put her clothes into the slots and hangers as I sat on the bed, thinking of proportions and if she would complain about how small it was. If she doesn't feel comfortable, I could just sleep on the floor.

It's as if she read my mind. She crossed her arms, "I'm not letting you sleep on the floor." I looked up at her. She tilted her head, "If you feel uncomfortable, then I-"

"No, I'm fine with it," I frantically said, "I just thought you might not be."

She smiled, "I'm okay, Kirishima."

"Please call me Eijiro."

She nodded and turned back into the closet. She finished and she sat next to me, turning the TV on. She leaned forward, crossing her legs. I couldn't stop looking at her, she was really pretty.

There was a knock at the door and Y/N opened it. Bakugou scanned her body, making me feel jealous again. "You don't like shirts, do you?"

"No?" She leaned against the doorframe.

He smirked at her, "Nice." She blinked at him. "Oh, we're having dinner right now." Y/N looked over at me and I got up. We walked to the common room and Y/N greeted everyone, everyone greeting her.

"Y/N! Put a shirt on!" Iida said.

"Uhm," she tapped her chin before Todoroki pulled his hoodie over her head. She frowned a little.

"I see you glaring at Todoroki," Denki said.

"W-What? No," I looked away.

"I liked it," Mineta drooled.

Y/N flicked his forehead as she grabbed a slice of pizza. Mina ran over to her, "Y/N! Please do this tiktok with me!" She looked at her phone and grinned, nodding.

Mina set up the phone and the song started to play. They started dancing, and my eyes widened as I saw how good she was at dancing. Her hands went around her head as her eyes rolled back, and her hands ran down her body, smirking at the camera. The video ended and everyone crowded around the phone as Y/N walked over to get another slice of pizza.

"Holy sh1t," Bakugou muttered.

"I found my new tiktok partner!"

"Aww man," Denki pouted.