(R/n)= Random name
You and Shinso had been friends with a complicated status, well in your opinion, for three years. You never understood what exactically was going on, but you just left it, assuming that if Shinso wanted something to change, he would make it change. It was probably because you were the first person who told him that he could use his powers for good.
You both went to UA and were in class 1-C. As you walked out of class one day you approached Shinso and of course, had to mention his purple locks. "Shinso, your hair is so cool!" You beamed toward the iris purple haired boy as you looked at his locks that seemed to defy gravity. "It looks so soft!!!!" You reached out to touch it but your hand was slapped away, making you retract it and shake it.
"Don't even think about it." He grimmaced. You pouted, "You're no fun Shinso!" You jokingly said. He rolled his eyes in response and turned away. "Shinso wait up!" You chased after him and caught up, walking by his side quietly.
As you walked the halls you looked out the window at the pretty cherry blossoms. You blinked and all of a sudden you noticed Shinso had vanished from your sight. You looked around for him only to hear grunts coming from the janitors closet a few steps beside you. You ran over to it and set down your bag banging on the door. "Shinso? Are you in there??" You put your ear to the door and listened as you heard the grunts go quiet and be replaced by soft shuffling.
You heard a familiar laugh and immediatley your face scrunched into anger. "(R/n) let him go!" You slammed your fist on the door repeatedly.
You heard cackles of three boys, the school bullies who always tortured Shinso for being different. This always made you furious, but Shinso was always so lax about it. This, however, was the first time you had witnessed it.
The door opened causing you to be pushed back, stumbiling, but catching yourself. You looked at (R/n) and his little tag-along of two boys. (R/n) loomed over you as you noticed his two friends holding Shinso up by his arms.
(R/n) turned back to look at Shinso. "His powers are going to get him nowhere in the hero world. All he can do is be a fucking villian." You clenched your fists as (R/n) looked back at you.
"This guy will ruin your reptutation (Y/n)." He sneered approaching you. You stood your ground, heart pounding in your chest. (R/n) snapped his fingers as Shinso was tossed by the two boys, landing at your feet.
You kneeled down as he tried to lift himself up. "Shinso...." whispering his name you sat him up on the wall behind you. You gentley touched his face, wiping the blood from his lip. He weakly grabbed you wrist. "(Y/n)...I-I'm fine." He sputtered as he coughed miserably from the beating he had taken.
He dropped his hand from your wrist to wipe his face. You saw a shadow cast over you. You reacted by turning around and taking a stance in front of Shinso. "Don't get near him." You said firmly eyeing the three boys. They all laughed making your confidence faulter, but not letting it show.
"He's a big boy, let him fight for himself. He can't be a hero if he can't defend himself." (R/n) said. "Shinso is already a hero!" You shouted now getting so mad that tears started rolling down your face. "He is my hero! I know he can be one for everyone else! He is more of a hero than any of you are. You know you aren't allowed to use quirks inside. Shinso follwed the rule. If you can't follow a simple rule you'll never be a hero!" You were stopped by a sudden slap to the face.
You fell to the ground and put your hand to your tingling cheek. "I am already a better hero than both of you combined." (R/n) growled putting his foot on your head and slowly applying more pressure. "No....y-you aren't!" You managed to get out words as the pressure intensified.
You heard a solid crunch and a scream as well as someone hit the floor. Shinso stepped in front of you, same as you had done for him. "Leave her alone...NOW SCRAM!" He raised his voice as the boys all scrambled to get away.
One of them screamed 'fuck you lavender boy' as he ran away. "IT'S IRIS PURPLE YOU DUMBASS!" You yelled after him.
Once they were gone Shinso swayed and collapsed down beside you on the floor. You both leaned up against the wall with your legs extending into the hall. "Shinso. Do you want to come to my house so I can clean you up?" You asked lightly touching his pinky finger with your own.
Shinso looked down at your fingers, they were so delicate and small compared to his hands. But somehow your small hand held more compassion out of anyone he had ever known. He lightly rubbed his pinky across yours. "Shinso?" He looked into your worried eyes that were awating a response.
"Oh, yeah. Sure." He said moving his hand away. You smiled and stood up, extending your arm toward Shinso to help him up. He grabbed your forearm and felt a warm feeling inside. He shook it off and stood up, slightly falling on you.
You catching him, making sure he was balanced. "Woah handsome. Don't go falling for me!" You laughed at your own joke and Shinso gave you a disspointed look. You just blew it off and began walking home from school.
Your walk home was silent, even as you entered into your house, Shinso remaind quiet. Something was on his mind.
"Umm, you can go take a seat in my room. It's upstairs and to the left, I will get everything we need." You started walking to your supply cabinet as Shinso headed upstairs.
Shinso walked into your room, not suprised to find that it smelt like you. Wait, why does that matter? He shook his head and looked around the room with a stoic face. He looked in your open closet and saw a beautiful (f/c) dress that he could imagine you wearing.
He looked on your desk the you had set up on ths corner and picked up a piece of paper that said 'My To-Do List'. He read through the list, a smile tugging at his lips as the first 9 read: 'Make Shinso happy!!!!'. He got down to the 10th one on the list, but he couldn't make out the words, as a bunch of scribbles overlapped it.
He looked at the rest of your desk items and looked at your computer. He wiggled the mouse and the lock screen came up. It was a picture of you and Shinso. You were putting up a peace sign as Shinso sat there emotionless looking at the camera. He felt a small warm feeling come to his face the more he looked at the photo.
"Shinso I have the....AHH!!!" You dropped the stuff and shoved Shinso away from the computer, quickly shutting it off. "Sorry...." you both said in unison. After some time you broke the brief silence. "Umm.....just sit down on my bed. I'll get you patched up." You slowly picked the stuff back up and headed to your bed.
Shinso sat on your bed indian style and you took a place facing him, also siting cross legged. You took some ointment on your two fingers and gently applied it to a bruise on his arm. He watched you closely, you felt his stare burning into the top of your head.
You tucked your hair behind your ear and refocused, applying some rubbing alcohol to a cut on his arm producing a hiss from the boy. "Sorry. It may sting Shinso." You said a little to late. "Yeah. Thanks for the warning." He said through gritted teeth. You chuckled.
"Call me Hitoshi." He said looking you in the eyes. You looked at him with vast eyes and shifted in your spot. "Okay." You said. You took a bandage and wrapped his cut arm in it.
"(Y/n)." Hitoshi said resting his hand atop yours. You nervously looked at your legs, this was too much. He is opening up. You weren't prepared. Hitoshi removed his hand, making you ease up, but soon tense again as his hand was placed on your cheek. "Your face is bruised." He softly touched your cheek.
You flinched instincivley, him pulling is hand back a tad before scanning your face. "Let me help." He grabbed some cooling cream and spread it on your cheek, trying to help ease the pain. You relaxed into his touch. "That picture.....on your computer. It was from middle school right?".
"Yeah, it was on one of our field trips. We went to the aquarium and you had to save me from a starfish that got stuck on my hand." You chuckled nervously rubbing your arm. "Do you have more pictures like that?" His eyes gleamed with a questioning nature.
You nodded and stood up walking over to your desk. You leaned over so Hitoshi could have the seat. You were searching for your file on your computer as Hitoshi stood up and sat down in the rolling chair. Behind you.
"Ah, there it is." You said more to yourself, as you clicked on it. You were tugged downward making you gasp. You were now sitting on Hitoshi's lap, frozen in fear as you had no idea what to do. He kept his hands on the arm rests while you sat there nervously.
"Uhh...ummm. w-well here are the pictures." You said finally gaining some courage and sliding the mouse over and scrolling through the pictures. You laughed as you looked through the photos, eventually landing on one where Hitoshi asked you to pause.
"This was from our middle school dance." He said leaning forward, and you leaning with him. "Yeah. You refused to even do anything but you came becasue you owed me a dance." You smiled pointing your thumb into your chest. Hitoshi rolled his eyes and sighed. "You didn't win that bet (Y/n)."
"Then why did you come to the dance!" You crossed your arms and huffed. "Becasue I didn't want...." Hitoshi stopped and looked at the screen. "(Y/n)." You looked at him worried as he stared at the screen.
"Did you buy a iris purple dress to match my hair for the dance?" You flushed red and mummbled words trying to get yourself out of answering this question. You stood up from his lap and backed into the table, knocking your computer forward.
Hitoshi lunged for it as you squeezed your eyes shut. When you opened your eyes you were gazing into to heather purple eyes. You noticed the position you were in....
Hitoshi was a mere inch away from your face, arms encaging you where you stood. One of his hands was on the desk beside you and another was gripping the monitor, stopping it from falling. Your hands were on his chest and you felt his heart thumping rapidly when you looked up at him.
His breath heated your nose and smelled like mint. His face held a light hint of pink as he analyzed the situation as well. You heard the front door open. "OH (Y/N)~" your mother sang from downstairs.
You tried to push Hitoshi away and move, but ended up tripping on the leg of the chair and falling, bringing Hitoshi down with you.
Hitoshi had one leg between your own and had his hands on either side of your head. You were gripping his arm and his shoulder with your hands when you pulled him down.
"(Y/-.......did I interupt something?" Your mother said looking at this position you two were in. You pushed Hitoshi off of you. "N-not at all mom. Hitoshi and I were just...uh....um." your mother waved her hands. "I don't need to know! I just wanted to tell you goodbye and that I will see you when I get back from my trip!"
Your mother blew a kiss and headed out the door, until she popped her head back in. "Oh and Hitoshi....wear protection!" And with that she off down the staring leaving you standing there like an idiot. "Your mom has always been quite a character huh?" Hitoshi said getting up and standing behind you.
"I need some water...and some dignity....but food will do. You want anything Hitoshi? I'm goingto the market really quick." You said sluggishly moving toward the stairs. "No." He said flatly. Once you were out of the house Hitoshi looked around your room, eyes immediately landing on the computer.
He walked over sitting in the seat, after straightening out the monitor, and turned it on. The login appeard once again. He grunted. "She has to have it somewhere."
Hitoshi scavenged your desk until he came to a secret drawer under the desk. He sat on the floor, ducking his head so he didn't hit it. In the compartment was the login and password. Hitoshi took the paper and thought about his decision.....
Actually no he didn't he just went for it.
He looked at the username. 'UAGeeK99'. He rolled his eyes at your childish username and looked at the password. 'Iris'. A small smile crept to his lips as he knows that it was something you usually said about him.
He logged in and files popped up 'school', 'trash', 'idk what this is', and then one that caught his eye. 'Hitoshi'.
He clicked the file open and scrolled through the pictures of you and him. At the very bottom was a voice recording with an image from a year and a half ago. He clicked play and your voice resounded through the speaker.
Dear Shinsou....oh god why am I doing this, heh...um. Start over.
Hitoshi smiled and continued to listen.
Dear Hitoshi,
I honestly don't know what I am doing at this point. I mean, this is going to sound really stupid but.....*exhale* alright. Ever since I met you in middle school I have always wanted to be friends with you. Even though you don't look the friendliest or even act like it towards others, I knew there was something deep down. When I found it, I knew I struck gold. I remember teaching you how to dance at out middle school gathering becasue you 'owed it to me'.
There is so much I would say to you if I could. I am never sure how to word it and I don't want to push you away. So here I am sitting and recording my voice like a nerd on my computer of things I want to say but can't.
You are my hero Shinso, I don't know if I will have said it by the time I give this to you, but you are. The way I have learned to read your subtle expressions and how you put up with me is more than enough. You have helped me get through a lot, and all I want is for you to be happy. So I made that my goal, to make you happy. I love seeing you happy Shinso.
Just promise me one thing when you hear this. Stay who you are, becasue you shouldn't have to change for people to love you. I have always struggled to find the right words. But I think that the words are as simple as this.....
I love you..."just the way you are...."
Hitoshi turned around to be met with you leaning on the door way with a sad look on your face, yet you were smiling. You had said the final part of the last line in sync with the recording, taking him by suprise at your sudden appearance.
You walked toward him with crossed arms, a sad smile on your face, and tesrs slowly falling from your eyes. "Now you know..." you said shrugging.
"When...." he asked. You assumed that he meant when did you start liking him. "Here let me show you."
You nudged past him as you scrolled up with shakey hands to another picture. Clicking on it, it was one your mom had taken of you and Hitoshi on the couch with you asleep on his shoulder and his head on top of yours. You were both sound asleep and you mother decided to take a few memories.
That was last year in 8th grade.
You looked at the picture with Hitoshi beside you. "(Y/n) I could kiss you." He still was looking at the picture in front of him. "So I will."
Before you could react Hitoshi connected your lips with his as your eyes fluttered shut. He wrapped his arms around your waist as you played with his hair. You were right, it was fluffy.
"I love you (Y/n)." He said in between kisses. You smiled against his lips in pure happiness.
He cupped your face in his hands. Resting his forehead against yours and looking into your eyes as you held onto his wrists.
"I have always loved you. It just took me time to find the right words."