I feel like I gave the reporter dude a creep pedo vibe towards the end here, wasn't my goal but oh well XD Also there is gonna be a lot of typos :D my grammarly isn't working, not that it helped, cause there are a LOT of typos in my chapters that im too lazy to go back and fix XD Also, Mikoto is supposed to be 7. I realized I kept switching it ToT hes 7, I swear. XD <33
-Y/n's POV-
"God, these extra courses are killing me, I really dont want to do the extra class tomorrow," I yawned, streatching my arms out as Shouto and I made our way back to school.
"You wouldn't be so tired if you didn't stay up so late," The boy next to me spoke up, watching ahead as Mikoto lead us away from the train station, his arms spread out like an airplane as he zipped back and forth on the sidewalk.
Playfully, I rolled my eyes at the boy, "The only reason you would know that is if you stay up all night watching me try and do taxes and homework," Turning to him I smiled, " Are you stalker Shouto?"
Watching his eyes widen slightly, his steps faultered at the accusation, "I-I haven't been stalking you. I just notice the times you crawl into bed are getting rather late," He explained, "I don't know where you got the idea I was stalking you from," He pondered, making me chuckle.
"Shou, sweetie, I was only teasing you. We really need to teach you a thing or two about sarcasm," I bumped his hip with my own, causing him to look down/up at me before gently doing the same.
I smiled, looking back towards Mikoto, his attention now on stepping over all the cracks in the sidewalk.
"Why didn't you like that reporter earlier today?" Shouto spoke, causing a small blush to rise to my cheeks.
Scratching the back of my neck, I avoided eye contact, "I don't know... The whole thing with my parents kinda got some attention and before I knew it I had to push past nosey reporters to even check my mail. A lot of them like to get into the stories that are no ones buisness," I grumbled, shrugging my shoulders, "I'm honeslty surprised that not even Midoriya has questioned me about it. He seems like the type to keep up on the news, same thing for Bakugou," I rambled, gently pushing a lock of hair behind my ear.
Todoroki went quiet, not having anything to say on the matter. Hearing a man yell from across the street, I took notice of a small icecream shop. The mamn inside calling out to the people who walked past trying to convince them to buy some.
Slowing to a stop, I contemplated the idea circulating in my mind, Shouto stopping mid stride as he called back to me.
"Hey Mikoto!" I called, turning to the boy, while reaching out my hand, seeing this, the horned kid ran towards me, grabbing my outstreatched palm tightly. Smiling I looked up to the red and white haired boy, "I was thinking we could get some ice cream,"
Gasping in delight, Mikoto jumped up, doing a small, excited dance.
'He's gonna be so hyper after this,' I cried internally, already regretting this desicion as he pulled me into the street closer to the shop.
"Now hold on Mikoto, we have to wait for Shouto," I laughed, quickly reaching hand towards his, grabing it and pulling it close, making a small train to the ice cream shop.
As we finally crossed the street, Mikoto released my hand, running towards the young lady working at the register, his hands quickly pointing out the one he wanted, as the girl watched in amusement.
"Mikoto, be paitent," I scolded, tapping his head as we made it by his side, Shouto looking at the menu silently, as I looked back towards him, "Order what you want Shou," I smiled, taking my bag off my shoulder and placing it onto the ground, rummaging around through all the pockets in search for my wallet or any of the loose cash I had spread throughout my bag.
"I want the All Might popsical witht he gumball eyes!" Mikoto beamed, his bag slipping off his shoulder and around his elbow lazily.
Quickly taking the said item from the man who was calling out to people earlier, the lady quickly handed Mikoto the popsical, the ram quirked boy making a small, slightly evil laugh as he tore the package open, earning a glare from me.
"Wait till we pay moron!"
"I'll just have a vanilla coolish please," Todoroki answered, quickly look towards me as I peeked over the counter, scanning the menu hurridly.
(A coolish is a japanese icecream that comes in like a Go-Go squeeze packet XD)
"Can I get a (Favorite Flavour) cone- oh but can you put in a cup with a spoon please?" I requested earning a small groan from Mikoto.
"I hate how you eat ice cream, pick a one or another, not both!" He rolled his eyes, biting into his icecream, making my teeth hurt just by watching him.
"It's not my fault my quirk melts my ice cream the second I get it!" I defended, gesturing to the seven year old's teeth marked icecream, "At least I don't bite it like an animal,"
"I am an animal!" He stompped, mouth covered in yellow colored popsicle.
Finnally grabbing hold of my wallet, I quickly stood up, digging out the money that was needed, handing it towards the lady, only to see Shouto getting back a small handfull of change.
"Thank you, have a nice day," She beamed, closing the cash register, as I processed what just happened.
Blinking, I looked towards the boy as he handed me my styraphome cup, "Hey!" Jumping slightly at the sudden rise in my voice, his eyes shot up towards my own, "I was supposed to pay! I was the one who suggested ice cream in the first place!" I whined, taking the cup with a small 'hmph'.
Quickly throwwing my wallet in my bag and trhowing over my shoulder, I shoved the spoonfull if icecream in my mouth aggresivly, looking back to Shouto I noticed how his shoulders were stiff and his face in slight shock.
"Oh! Wait no- Shou, I'm not really mad!" I panicked, spoon almost falling from my lips, my hand quickly catching it. "It was honestly a really sweet thing to do and I'm glad you did what you did," I laughed nervously, watching his face fall back to it's stoict one.
"Oh, alright," He nodded, placing his coolish pack in his warmer hand, taking the cooler one to wrap around my free one, pulling me towards Mikoto who began to walk off to school once again.
I smiled, feeling his thumb rub the backs of my hands, the motion having small bumps as he stroked acrossed my knuckles gently.
Looking back down at my ice cream I contemplated on how I was gonna eat it seeing as I refused to be the first to let go of his hand, thus I let my ice cream melt.
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Walking up the dorm walkway, Mikoto ran ahead towards Midoriya who stood on the portch, the reporter, Tokuda walking towards Shouto and I, a smile streatched acrossed his face as he stopped infront of us.
"I'm sorry we didn't get to speak much today durring your free time. I had meant to ask you a couple more questions, L/n," He spoke, his eyes looking towards the empty bowl in my hands, having it melt a while ago, I resorted to drinking the rest. "I see you went out for ice cream,"
"Uh- yeah, we did, after we picked up my brother," I stuttered, shifting my weight on either leg, hearing Mikoto call for Shouto, I looked towards the boy meeting his eyes. He looked reluctent to leave, but non the less made his way towards Mikoto and Midoriya.
"If I may, why is your brother living here in the dorms with you anyways?" Looking up towards the older man, I let my fingers mess with the spoon in my bowl, looking just past the man's shoulder before focusing back on his face.
"My grandma is in the hospital right now, and so I'm the only one who can watch him," I explained, watching his lips part to ask another question, only for me to cut him off, "My parents went missing after robbing a bank... your a news reporter, you probably heard of it,"
Looking back down at my bowl, I could feel the man's face drop, his lips in a thin line as he examined my behavior.
"I see, so your taking care of him all by yourself?"
Shrugging my shoulders, I responded back plainly, growing tired of the seemingly repeating conversation, "I get a lot of help from the teachers and my friends, exspesially now that I'm taking those dumb extra classes cause i failed my licence exam," I sweat dropped, scratching the back of my neck sheepishly.
"I can see why,"
Hearing the comment i faultered slightly, 'Did he just imply that I suck as a hero?!'
Before I could comment on his remark he continues, "You have a lot on your plate, I don't blame you for having to catch up on a few things," He smiled, digging in his back pocket, pulling out a thin black wallet, taking out a small pile of cash before handing it towards me expectently, "Take this. I heard a few roumors about you being the one that pays for your home outside of the dorms,"
Looking back and forth between the cash and the man handing it to me, I shook my head, not wanting it, "N-no thank you sir, I couldn't do that!" I refused, shaking my free hand anxiously.
"Consider it compinsation fro having your pictures in my report," He reasoned, placing the cash in my hand as he walked past me, hands in his pockets as if nothing had happened. "Oh, and by the way!" He called out, looking back towards me over his shoulder, "I'll make sure to print out the photos that complment you the most,"