(NOT SOME OF YALL SIMPIN FOR Y/N AKJSNAKSDJN also I'd like to say that whenever I draw Y/N on my stories I based her off of me cause I use myself for anatomy and look in the mirror to use my face for reference photos so AKJSNKDNS yeah sorry she be lookin like that but ANYWAYS
(Y/n always looks the same so I decided to make some doodles of different expressions so we have more
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(Y/n) spent the rest of the day in Recovery girl's office, and although her other classmates wanted to visit her and see if she was okay, Aizawa pushed them away saying that it wasn't a good idea.
"Why can't I see clean freak?!" Bakugo yelled at the teacher who was standing in front of the infirmary door.
"Is she alright?" Midoriya asked.
"We just want to make sure she is okay.." Kirishima said with a small frown.
"Will (Y/n)-chan be okay? What happened today made me worried..." Mina said.
Aizawa crossed his arms in front of his chest and sighed. "She's fine and I think it's better you guys give her some space." He said tugging his scarf.
"Aizawa-sensei... Do you know why she was acting like that?" Midoriya asked.
"It's not my placed to say kid." Aizawa closed his eyes, exhaling from his nose. "She'll tell you when she's ready don't worry about it."
"How could we not worry about it?!" Bakugo growled.
"I know.." Mina said with a sad gaze, "She's always so calm and collected... so quiet in class, yet today she just..."
"....burst..." Kirishima finished, his eyes lowered down to stare at his shoes. Ever since the exams had finished he couldn't stop himself from worrying about her. The look of terror in her eyes and the way that her voice echoed in the exam arena and into his ears was frightening.
Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. "Look, for the last time she'll be fine, go home, she'll be in class tomorrow."
Before anyone could argue, a figure approached the group infront of the infirmary. A familiar tuft of purple hair walked towards them with a concerned look on his face.
"May I go in?" Shinso said pointing to the door with wide eyes filled with worry. Aizawa hesitated a bit but slowly nodded, moving aside to let the boy in.
"HOW COME THAT DAMN EXTRA CAN GO IN?!" Bakugo yelled as Kirishima held him back from hitting the purple haired male infront of him.
"Dude calm down..." Kirishima said, an familiar yet uncomfortable feeling erupting in his chest, a visible frown on his face as the purple haired male walked in.
Shinso closed the door behind him, blocking the protesting voices outside of the infirmary and quickly approached the girl in her bed. (Y/n) was asleep, her (e/c) gently closed as her hair was sprawled all over the white pillow. Her chest slowly rising and the pale blue mask on her face going up and down as she breathe.
Shinso grabbed a nearby stool and sat down next to her. His beating heart filled with worry started to calm down. He had heard about the news of a 1-A student's outburst during an exam and immediately rushed to find the (H/c) haired girl. Knowing the girl for a long time, it must have taken a lot for the girl to cause a scene like this.
He took a bottle of hand sanitizer and cleansed his hands before gently brushing away strands of hair away from her face. She stirred a bit in her sleep but slowly relaxed. Shinso smiled softly looking at the girl. She looked so peaceful, so relaxed, so calm, and it was rare for her to be in a state of peace just like how she was in front of him.
He looked around to check if anyone was in the room and then quickly pulled the curtains around the bed, surrounding the two alone so that it was only him and her. Once he knew for sure that no one could see, he gently pulled down her mask allowing her to breath more clearly. He frowned when he saw small scratch marks on her cheeks, when she was digging her nails into her face use to panic and he quickly took some bandages on her nightstand and gently placed them over the cuts.
Shinso crossed his arms on the bed and placed his head in between them, admiring the girl who was softly sleeping in front of him. She was breath taking, and a warm feeling filled his chest as he couldn't stop the smile on his face growing. He reached out a hand and caressed her cheek.
(Y/n) stirred a bit in her sleep but unconsciously leaned into the warmth of his hand, finding comfort in his palm. A visible tint of blush arose on Shinso's cheeks and he covered the bottom half of his face with his other hand. He rubbed his thumb against her soft (s/c) cheek as a small, almost invisible smile crept up on her sleeping face.
"What am I gonna do with you....." Shinso whispered as he leaned close to her face, he felt her warm breath on his face as he smiling gently.
"You drive me crazy.... and you don't even know it." He softly breath out, resting his forehead on hers, feeling the warmth of her skin against his.
He removed the hand on her cheek and lowered it down to take her hand, intertwining their fingers together as he felt the white bandages around them, rubbing his thumb against hers.
"I'll protect you.." he said closed his eyes, "I wish you know how beautiful you are.... with or without scars.." He said as his eyes trailed down to the burn marks on her face.
"I wish I could make that bastard pay for what her did." He growled softly, glaring at them. "But you wouldn't want that..."
He removed his forehead from hers, leaving him a couple inches away from her sleeping face. He leaned in a placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "I wanna be the one to protect you..." he said, savoring the moment, and placing another one on her temples. "Forever and always."
He leaned away and placed another butterfly kiss on her cheek, feeling the soft flesh against his lips as he blushed from the skin to skin contact. He then gazed down to her soft lips, tempted to take them as his own, slowly leaning forward as he felt her breath against his lips. He stopped an inch away from almost sealing the deal, then leaned away. He smiled as he caressed her cheek once more.
"I'll wait for you to choose me." He softly said. "Then I'll do it... but for now...."
He leaned once again, burying his head in the crook of her neck, savoring he warmth and inhaling her familiar scent of cleansing alcohol and strawberry milk.
"Please...... choose me......"
It was around 5pm when (Y/n) had awoken from her nap. The sun was setting and the sky was painted a beautiful orange red, as the flaming yellow ball descended down into a half crescent. She raised a hand onto her face and felt the mask still secured over her mouth and sighed in relief. She slowly sat up and opened the curtains surrounding her bed, only to her a yelp.
She turned her head around to see a familiar tuft of bluish purple hair, a face of panic on the males face as he backed up against the wall. (Y/n) tilted her head in confusion while Amajiki blushed furiously and quickly turned around to face the wall.
"I-I'm s-so-sorry I d-didn't know a-anyone was h-he-here.... I j-just n-needed some b-bandages" He stuttered out. Aizawa had left once he made sure his group of students had left the school, so there was no one stopping the stuttering male to enter the infirmary.
(Y/n) shook her head, signaling that it was fine, and an awkward silence filled the room as both of the introverts looked away to avoided each other's gaze. Amajiki felt his heart race being in the same room as her as she blankly looked out the window. His eyes trailed down her figure and he gulped.
"A-ah..." he stutter slowly lifting his head away from the wall. "T-Thank y-yo-you for the s-sandwiches...."
(Y/n) turned her head to face the male and nodded her head in response before whipping her head around left and right searching for something.
Amajiki tilted his head slightly, curious about what the girl was looking for. (Y/n) turned to him and started to scribble with her hand, motioning for a pen, then creating a square with her fingers, signaling for something to right on.
"A-ah! R-right." Amajiki stuttered frantically looking around for something the (H/c) haired girl could write on. He looked on Recovery girl's desk to see a small pad of post its and a pen. He grabbed them gently and slowly approached the girl, shaking nervously, then placing them on the bed with shaking hands.
"H-here.." he stuttered as she quickly took the posts and wrote 'thank you.'
"I-its no p-pr-problem..." he said looking away from the girl and placing his hands in his pockets.
'And don't worry about the sandwiches.' She wrote down then ripped the post it out, turning it around to write on the back 'I hope they were okay.'
"A-Ah! Th-they were g-great..." Amajiki said as he furiously blushed, covering his face with his hand. 'T-thank you.....'
'I'm glad.' (Y/n) wrote, a small smile forming on her lips underneath her mask. 'Oh by the way the bandages should be in that cabinet.' She said pointing to towards a white cabinet with her bandages fingers.
"T-thank y-yo-you..." he said as he slowly walked towards it to get what he was looking for. "I-I'll be g-go-going now... S-sorry for b-barging i-in...." he stuttered as he quickly made his way out of the infirmary.
He gently closed the door behind him and he leaned against the wall. His blush deepened as he clutched the bandages in his hands near his chest.
And once again, there stood Amajiki, placing a hand over his chest, trying to calm down the beating of his heart.
(Anddd that's the chapterrrr. It was kind of a filler but I love Tamaki that bby, and well I thought the romance in the story was going a bit slow.... so I brought in Shinso!)