Demon Y/N MHA (KirixY/N)

Part 9 - Styles and Aesthetics

Kirishima's POV:

I looked at her as she tugged on her skirt. She frowned, "Skirts aren't my thing." She threw it off her and fitted her loose jeans on. She slipped a long sleeve dress shirt and tucked it in the jeans. She tied her hair up in a bun, some hairs flowing down. I saw her ears were lined with piercings. She sighed, then shrugged. "This is the most I could do. How do I look?"

I blushed, "Good."

"Thank you," she patted my head. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that we cuddled all night. We walked out and met everyone.

"You look like a badass with those tattoos," Mina said, "When did you get them?"

"Uhm, sixteen."

"I should get some like those."

Y/N smiled, "I didn't get these from a tattoo parlor, these are natural."

"Huh?"

"Who's that?" I heard people whisper as they walked by us. "Dude, she's hot." I shot a glance at them.

Bakugou wrapped his arm around Y/N, walking to the classroom. I felt the urge to rip his arm off her, but I didn't have that right. Y/N was confused as we entered the classroom. She pulled away from him and to the already sleeping Mr. Aizawa on the ground.

"Bakubro making moves?" Sero nudged him.

"I just didn't like the way people looked at her."

"So you're jealous!"

"HUH?!" Sero and Mina started laughing. Denki looked over at me and we exchanged glances at each other. The bell rang and we made our way to our seats.

Hawks bursted into the room, "Hey kiddos." He waved at us. Mr. Aizawa shot a look at him as Y/N waved at him. "Hey N/N, I like your new look."

"I've been like this?"

"Really? Because now people are staring at you and their mouths gaped open," he frowned, "I don't like it."

"Hawks, you're standing in a classroom."

"Aizawa," he looked at him. They glared at each other as Y/N rolled her eyes.

"I'm hungry."

They looked at her, "Did you not eat breakfast?"

"She doesn't eat breakfast," Hawks said. "I'll get you boba, anything else you want?"

"Nope," she said. So she likes boba.

"What flavor popping?"

"Mango and strawberry jelly."

"Will do darling, I'll see you soon." He left the classroom as Aizawa sighed. He rubbed his eyes as he stood up.

"Can you just get a boyfriend so he can shut up?"

"Even if I get a boyfriend, he's not going to stop," she said. She sat on Bakugou's desk as she spoke.

"Might make him realize he doesn't have a chance though."

She stifled a laugh and turned to Mina, "Mina. One time I was explaining my type to Hawks. I told him I liked boys with piercings, nail polish, and rings and literally the next day he got his ears pierced, bought rings, and asked me to paint his nails."

Mr. Aizawa started covering his laughter as all the girls swooned, "THAT IS SUCH GOALS!"

Sero looked at her, "You like edgy guys?"

"Edgy looking guys," Y/N said. "I think they look so attractive. Like imagine Todoroki with piercings, or Bakugou, or Kirishima. Like holy crap I would literally pass out from how attractive they would be."

"What about me?" Denki asked.

"Denki, you give off a skater boy aura. So like beanies and monster drinks."

"That's so true!" Mina exclaimed.

"Alright, you can talk about this stuff at lunch." Mr. Aizawa said. Y/N jumped down from Bakugou's desk and walked over to hers. Classes were boring as usual, and lunch finally came.

Y/N was sleeping on her desk again. Shinsou pinched her arm, making her shoot up. "Ow! Shinsou that hurt."

"Want a kiss?"

"Yes," she smiled slyly. He looked taken back, before looking away and covering his face. She brought her leg to her chest, hugging it.

"Y/N! Do you think I should get earrings like you?" Mina asked.

"They would look sick," she nodded. "Let's get piercings today!"

"YES!"

"I kind of want to get some," Deku said.

She slammed her hands on the table, "Please do, you'd look so hot." He blushed and covered his face. "Then I could paint your nails."

"So if we all became your type, who would you choose?" Sero smiled.

She leaned back, "I'm not sure actually." She looked over to me and we made eye contact. She smiled, before turning back to Mina who was showing her tattoos. I felt my heart race, and I made my decision.

I grabbed Denki's wrist and pulled him out of the classroom. Denki looked at me, "What's up?"

"I need help," I told him.

He smirked, "So you really do like her?"

"Yes," I said, "I really do."

"Alright," Denki put his hands on his hips, "Let's do this."