In Every Universe, I Choose You [Random x Reader oneshots]

Rising Love [Neito Monoma]

Hispanic reader! And Hispanic Sero because it's my favorite headcanon what??? Reader is a chubby girlie 😻😻😻 and is implied to having textured hair <3
And here's the quirk description:

Quirk Name: Verdant Genesis
Description: The user can grow and control plant life, existing, made up, or extinct.

As odd as it was, when you said you wanted to attend UA in Japan, everyone believed you would achieve it. So there you were. Thousands of miles from home, at UA.

Due to your quirk and test scores you were immediately placed in the hero course, 1-A. Your classmates were extremely sweet, always curious about your culture, and there was even another Hispanic kid, he was mixed, but thanks to Sero, you felt less like an outcast. You had learned how to speak Japanese a few years ago when you knew this was where you were going.

It wasn't very often that you had free time at UA with training and such. But on this Saturday afternoon, you were bored and decided to bake some cookies and treats. The whole dorm was taken over by the sweet smells coming from the kitchen. The first to walk in was Ochako.

"Oh Ochako, here taste these f'me?" You asked pointing at some chocolate chip cookies.

Of course, the girl took one and munched on it happily. She lit up and gushed about how good of a baker you were. Your face had flour on it, and the cute pink apron you wore was covered in all sorts of things, you'd have to wash it later. A timer went off and you hummed happily taking out your last trays out.

"Oh what are those?" Ochako asked, pointing at the treats you had just taken out.

"Macarons! I've been perfecting a recipe and back home it's too humid to make them so today.... It's a good day!" You smiled, putting them to cool. You started to place the treats onto the cute layered serving trays. Those were then placed on a cart you had.

"Man you went crazy didn't you?" Ochako smiled, looking at all the treats. At least three kinds of cookies, cupcakes, and the macarons? You had been a busy busy bee all day.

You shrug with a laugh and quickly pipe frosting on the cooled macarons and putting them together.

"Ochako could you watch these please? I'm gonna go change real quick."

The bright eyed girl nodded and took a defensive stance, ready to protect your treats.

When you came back, you were wearing a pleated light sage green skirt, a light pink tank top that had lace detailing at the top, layered with a cropped white cardigan. A green bow that matched your skirt and had a strawberry charm in the center was pinning back your styled hair. Your black marry Jane's that you usually used for class and soft pink leg warmers, that you also had a habit of using in class.

"Alright, gonna go give some out, but you take what you want first!" You offered to your friend.

Walking through the dorm, you offered your sweets to almost anyone.

That is until you heard a scoff, a familiar one and sighed.

"Good afternoon Monoma..." you sighed, without so much as turning around.

"Whats this? Know it's me without even looking, how darling," he teased, making you roll your eyes.

But yet there was a part of you that enjoyed any amount of attention the snarky blonde gave you. You felt his hand go to touch your hair and you turned, a vine grabbing his hand before he could.

"It took me two hours to style my hair. Touch it and you're dead," you hissed, making his eyes widen softly. He pulled back and nodded.

You went back to smiling sweetly, turning and offering him some sweets.

"So do you just... bake to make friends?" He tried to tease.

You shook your head.

"I have plenty of friends. I don't need to bribe people to like me, but you'd know a lot about that wouldn't you?" You said back with a smirk. One thing most would expect about you was your snarky attitude. Of course you were sweet and kind, but you were also confident and snarky when needed.

However, your comment seemed to strike a nerve. You saw his face fall for a second and you bit your lip.

"Um... sorry I... I shouldn't have said that," you mumbled.

Monoma was shocked. A 1-A loser apologizing? To him, no less. But he couldn't pretend that he didn't like you more than the rest. He looked down and blushed softly, the outfit fitting your soft plush body... you were so cute. You looked so squishable... adorable.

"Monoma? Monoma? Helloooo?" You called, waving your hand in front of his face.

He snapped out of it, shaking his head and blushing. He can't believe he got caught basically drooling over you.

"You good? Gonna catch flies if you don't close your mouth," you giggle, handing him a small plate with an assortment of sweets.

He looked down at the plate in awe. Everything looked so pretty.

"T-thanks. Thanks um.... Thanks," he mumbled.

"Oh what's this...? The Monoma Neito, apologizing to little old me? No lo puedo creer!" You laugh.

He couldn't help but be entranced by you... ever since the first day he say you he was absolutely enthralled by your beautiful smile. If only you knew the only reason he would ever taunt 1-A(Besides the obvious joy of making Bakugou annoyed) was to see you.

Your laugh was so pretty. He wanted to hear it again. What he loved more than your laugh however... was your shocked expressions.

"How about this for something you can't believe... go out with me?" He said, a confident smirk on his face, even if inside he was dying under the confident facade.

You spluttered, your words caught in your thought as you stared at the blonde. He was joking... he had to be...

"I-... do you promise it's not a joke?" You whispered, fidgeting with your hair.

He grabbed your hand gently, pulling it away from your hair.

"You spent hours styling it... don't mess it up..." he whispered, his fingers intertwining with yours. "I wouldn't joke about something like that..."

While Monoma was... well... Monoma... he seemed genuine. You smile, and nod.

"Okay... okay I'll go out with you... on a date... like... a real life date..." you mumbled.

"Now that's what I like to hear. You're just as sweet as these treats... see you later... um... 7, my room, dress... well you always dress nice so... yeah... see you then!" He spluttered nervously, his pale face flushing red as he ran away.

You giggle, touching your own burning cheeks.

You had a date... with Neito Monoma.

Finally.

Should I do a part two? 🤔