BNHA x Reader ~One Shots

🌺Tamaki x Reader🌺

Tamaki Amajiki
× Cold! Reader

Type:
Gender Neutral

OneShot Type:
Fluff🌺

Warning:
None

Requested by: -S-V-Alegrano-
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Reader's POV

I looked over to the Big Three, narrowing my eyes.

"Why don't you just accept them already?" Shoto asked.
I rolled my eyes, "No."

In the family of Todoroki's, we were naturally cold. Inside and out.
Well, Fuyumi, Mama, and Natsuo were exceptions.

But I knew damn well, Shoto, Father, and I were cold.

I was born a few years after Shoto, making me the second youngest.
I am in my 3rd year here with those Big Three that I hate to call my classmates.

Well, I hate to call any of my classmates that.
That friendly neighborlike word. Classmates.

I shivered and Shoto raised a brow.
I glared at him and he rolled his eyes.

Besides Shoto, I was Enji's first success.
I can use both ice and fire in many ways.
So of course, he pushed me.

Now, I was one of the top in my class and one of the strongest in UA.
Mirio, Neijire, and Amajiki had offered me to join them on the Big Three and make it The Big Four, but I declined each time.

What was the point?
People already knew I was strong. I didn't need to be in some narcissistic group to prove it.

Shoto looked back over to me and held out his hand.

"What?" I asked, although I put mine on his.
He lit his hand on fire making me flinch.

"You dumbass," I growled before removing my now burnt hand from his and starting to tickle him.

"You're not getting away that easy, you little shit!" I told him.
He tried to keep in his laughter, but failed.

This was one of the many tricks Shoto and I shared.
Hands together.
Whoever can light a fire first.
The other has to act quick.

Shoto chuckled, panting for air once I let him go.
"I win," I said, eating my sandwich.

But when I looked up, I saw Amajiki staring, a small smile on his face.
I glared at him and he looked away.

Shoto and I then finished eating silently.

×

At my locker, I was met with the 3 weirdos.

"Y/n!" Mirio smiled, hugging me tightly.
"Hands off, fuck face!" I growled.
He let go.

Neijire smiled brightly.
"How's your day been?" She asked.

"Actually great until some idiots decided to talk to me," I said, pushing past them and putting my things in my locker.

"Oh really?" She asked with a pout.
I sweatdropped.