Fluff ⊹ College Au

thinking about sero going home for break and the girl he had a BIGGEST crush on in elementary & middle school is now working at his dads dinner.

<c/w: mmm one mention of reader being tall but doesn't compte their height to seros. also i think gn!reader ?? not 100% sure tho. alludes to him having a big family which you can read my hc in that here >

he's definitely the childhood friends to lovers trope... fight me on that. you were the only kid that didn't ask him intrusive questions about his "weird" quirk as a kid, and that made him feel really comfortable and safe around you. you guys were super close up until he left for UA. he promised he would meet up with you everywhere weekend and call you almost every day to stay in contact but, as training and villain attacks got more and more frequent for him, waiting by the phone until you pass out at 2am become more frequent for you. so you stopped waiting. it was hard but you soon surrounded yourself with new people, school work and your job busied you enough to keep sero out of your mind until thinking of him only made your heart squeeze a little. you started working at his dads dinner because even though you guys sorta fell out, that doesn't mean you have to with his family! plus they love you!! especially the twins. you work every saturday & sundays and occasionally go after school if you aren't too busy with school. since sero doesn't get to talk to his dad a lot about the dinner, imagine his surprise when one late night he brings in bakugou, mina, denki, kirishima and jirou and you're there taking and running out orders. literally STAR STRUCK BC damn, 16 year told you looks a lot different than 14 you. and he's definitely not complaining.

you grew into your taller stature and without thinking he just shouts "oh my god! y/n?" you turn around kinda confused bc who tf it shouting at you at 11:30 at night. but your confusion soon melts into excitement when you see your sero hanta. 5'9 now, built, and sporting some skinny black jeans with a heavky oversized beige t shirt. y'all hug, him holding on a little tighter than you were, and you talk while walking them to their table. take their orders, run them back to the chef and walk back over to continue. he invites you to sit down and looking at his friends for any hunt they don't want you there, you're met with wide and exited eyes, except bakugou, welcoming you. you answer their questions about sero before UA, answer his questions about your life now, you asking him about hero training, etc etc.

it's 12:30 when theyre all done with their food, and are walking back to the station to get to their hotel room. but sero doesn't want the night to end. he hadn't notice how much he's missed you over the years until now. he offers to walk you home, saying how it's dangerous, blah blah, it's late and dark out blah blah. he walks with you the half mile it is from your house to the dinner, and when he sees the familiar walk up to the front door, he wishes he could walk with you some more. he doesn't want to leave you. it's like all those years ago when you were his safe spot and he wouldn't dare venture outside of your comfort. he walks up the steps with you and hugs and kisses your forehead goodnight. he can feel your body tense and heat but at his action but he doesn't care, all he cares about right now is easing his way back into your life. where he belongs.

i’m literally jumping for joy i js finished reading your sero!roommate headcanons and the lil blurb for it and when i say that those were amazing…op these are like the mona lisa of sero content 🙏🙏🙏 please never stop writing for him

OMG IN GONNA FIND U & KSS U thank u sm 🥺 it pays off thinking abt him in every aspect of my life 😜

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This is something I wrote like AGES AGO !!! And I’ve been VERY MIA LATLEY so here’s some cringe asss writing I wrote at like 6am

cw/ ok this IS a bit suggestive but a little kiss is all that happens ( OMG SPOILERS RHEA! ). sero does allude to something more but he isn't serious and never names it, just insinuates ig ?. sero being a nervous little teenager. this is actually something that i did like a week ago at a sleep over 😋. #bring back nervous men

ok. ok. okk. oookkk. he repeats over and over in his head. omfg stop sweating. your hands are so sweaty stop sweating sero! he yells at himself but because the body doesn't respond to agression, his pleads led to no avail. he sits up straighter thinking he's slouching too much. women don't like men with bad posture, makes them look shorter and sloppy! he can hear his mothers voice now nagging at him. he doesn't know why he's so nervous, you have been participating in these weekly movie nights with the some of class 1A and 1B for months now. so why is it now that he suddenly can't breathe with you next to him? you shift a little bit and suddenly it all comes clear to him. oh, she's next to me. she's leaning on me, not mina or urakara. is she mad at one of them? no no, you wouldn't bother coming down here if you were. maybe you were trying to make one of his friends jealous? did you like someone in this room? hell who cares, you're leaving on him. not bakugou, not todoroki, not denki, him.

he can feel your skin against his due to your shirt riding up. you're probably cold right? if you're so cuddled up next to him. he goes to reach for a blanket but stops. wait no, if you pull a blanket on the both of you, she'll probably think you're trying something. something you are definitely not trying. i mean.. you wouldn't mind trying... NO GOD SERO NO BAD! you aren't mineta. you're in a room full of people !! and plus that's a douche move. "are you good ?" you ask with a light laugh and he realizes he's just sitting straight up, with a arm mid way reaching out for the blanket. "uhhh" "oh! are you getting a blanket? thank god i'm like freezing in here." before he can really move you reach over and pull the white fluffy blanket over both of you. both of you. both. of. you. sero relaxes a little, leaning back into the couch with his hands in his lap like he's in church. another 15 minutes go by and he doesn't move. enjoying the smell of you and your soft hair splattered across his collar bone and the couch cushion. 15 more minutes of nothing. no movement. no sweating. just stillness until, you move your arm across his body to prop yourself up facing him. oh my god. what is happening. did i miss something? is she going to yelll at me ? can she read my thoughts? brain going a mile a minute he completely disregards you leaning in close to him, whispering in his ear "are you sure you're ok sero, you seem a little... tense." he turns his head to look at you and you pull away a little looking into his eyes. you look so pretty. how can someone look so pretty like this? he thinks. hair messy from endless tossing during the movies, no makeup, chapped lips and your face illuminated by the blue light from the tv. "um no no im fine. im sorry i just. school. stressful hahah.. you know?" god he sounds like a train wreck right now. 'hahah.. you know' wtf is wrong with you. he thinks as you giggle a little. he looks around briefly noticing everyone is alseep. how the hell did they fall alseep it's only, he looks at his apple watch, 1:47am, oh. "ha ha... yeah i know." god now you're mocking him. he would think he completely ruined the convo if it weren't for your slight smile tugging at your lips. you back away from his face and he doesn't know if he's glad or hating it. you're still turned towards him, just sitting back now on the edge of the couch. "aw boo, looks like they all passed out." you say looking down and around at your friends who are all snoring away. "are you tired yet?" you ask. and god he thinks his heart stops when you tilt your head to look back at him. "ummuh no not really. i could sleep but i could also stay up a little longer." yeah that totally makes sense. you sit there for maybe 10 more seconds but it feels like 10 more hours to sero, just looking at him, smiling. should he smile back? or keep his scared little boy expression? he needs to relax he shouldn't be this tense over a classmate. granted the classmate is the definition of drop dead gorgeous, and they're so smart and funny, more smart than funny but god does he really like that about you. "can i kiss u sero?" holy shit. that came out of NO WHERE. well not really but STILL ! you WANT to kiss him. YOU want to kiss HIM? you want to KISS HIM? his mind is racing, thinking of the perfect thing to say back. something cool and smooth and "yeah" oh. that wasn't cool or smooth but it got the job done. you look at his lips then back at him as you lean in with your stupidly adorable smirk. you stop momentarily, centimeters before touching his lips, the he leans in to close the gap. your chapt lips meet his softer ones and you put your hands around his neck, fingers gliding into his almost mullet as you break away. licking your lips and smiling like a total goof you whisper, "i need to get to bed. goodnight sero." you get up and kiss his cheek once more before vanishing in the dark hallway. and he's left there. motionless and euphoric. best first kiss ever.

You want me to find a quiet place to study? The thing that put Haruhi Fujioka in debt?

i do not remember writing this.

a/n: i kinda wrote this while thinking abt seroki. also it’s 2:20am rn so i might delete this when i wake up.

you lay awake under the cool sheets with him. you’ve both come down from the high and he is sleeping soundly curled next to you. his skin touching yours. but you find yourself not being able to drift off as smoothly as he did, mind too busy over analyzing every detail of the dinner you had with his father hours prior.

how his smirk grew when his dad called you such names and warned him how you would ‘bring him down in his career’. you couldn’t help but wonder if shouto was only interested in you so get could get back at his dad in a way. picking the most damaged, low life he could find to bring home. you knew his dad wouldn’t exactly approve of your ‘lifestyle’ to say, but you never thought your one and only would let all the insults wash over before defending you, if you could even call it that.

“they’ll only bring you down in life, think about your career, Sho!”

“so! want me to go marry one of the perfectly selected girls i know you have lined up for me?! how sick are you! i don’t care what you think of my partner because your two cents don’t matter to me!”

not even really defending you. just insulting him. throwing more salt in the wound his father has for being so absent in his life.

you didn’t think twice about the way he wiped the tears you wept in the taxi home away and carried you to the bedroom when you got home. in that moment you just needed to be loved by him. and he did that. but hours later, in the almost morning, you rethink everything. you wish you had the courage to start a fight about this whole ordeal. how you truly didn’t feel like he loved you, just loved the reaction he got from his dad. you’ve planned out exactly what you’d say too but you won’t because you’ve grown too attached to this life you created with him. even if this safe heaven for you is just a little bonus for pissing his dad off.

— besos

pairing: e-1610!miles x fem!reader

a/n: this is my gif! it took so long to find this clip + make it into a gif so pls give credit if you use it lol

summary: your makeup leaves kiss imprints all over miles’ face and neck, which you quickly have to figure out how to hide from his mother. wc: 1,033

contains: fluff, teenage romance

word bank: “besos” - kisses, “enamorado” - lover boy, “mijo” - son, “dios mio” - my god

“Hold still…”

Your soft lips pressed testimonies of your love upon the surface of Miles’ smooth skin, your giggles of excitement muffled as you kissed his temple, the apple of his cheek, the tip of his nose, the corner of his lips— anywhere you could easily reach, really.

Steady hands cradled the dip of your back to keep you in your straddled position on his lap, gentle fingers ghosting over the fold of your waistband and one of his eyes pinched closed in preparation for more of your frenzied affection.

“Jeez, you love me love me, huh?” he laughed, his answer presented to him in the way your kisses began to trail along his jaw, then started further down the column of his neck, his pulse gently thrumming against your gloss-tinted lips as the pace of his heart quickened.

His tongue quickly swiped at his chapped lips and he allowed his eyes to fall closed with a light sigh, enjoying himself for just a moment, until the distant sound of pots clinking brought him back to where he really was, in his room, with his mother just a few paces outside, resulting in a gentle warning pat against the curve of your hip.

“Alright, alright, chill.” he chuckled breathily, slowly pulling away from you to lean back on his hands and take you in, drinking in the image of how cute you looked on his lap like this.

He didn’t need a mirror to see what his face looked like, the slightly shocked expression on yours as you covered your laugh with a hand was enough for him to go off of.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?”

You opened your mouth to speak, to tell him it wasn’t, to tell him that his face wasn’t lavished in the remnants of your brown lip gloss and liner— but you couldn’t. He was covered in them, prints of your lips garnished all over his handsome features. Your lips split apart and came back together like a fish out of water, so you simply settled for another stifled snicker and a head nod instead.

“You do know if my mom sees this on my face it’s our asses, right?” he reminded you, and as if on cue, you heard his mother’s voice project from outside, your spine standing straight, just like the hairs on the back of your neck.

“Mijo, food is ready, come eat!”

Stunned eyes locked onto Miles’ for a beat, just to see if they were as wide as yours, or if they held just as much panic— and they did. Without a word spoken you scrambled off his lap faster than you’d even gotten there in the first place, his mirroring of your movements almost causing him to tumble off the bed. The room was thrust into a discord of silenced chaos for a few panicked seconds, your body spinning in two aimless half-circles with disoriented, wafting hands; as if the ridiculous looking movement could actually assist your anxiety frazzled brain in coming up with a plan.

Miles ruffled his sheets, hands frantically splaying around to find anything that would be useful in this moment until a shirt came into your view— a hurried, whisper-shout of his name tearing from your throat to get his attention. You swiftly kicked it up from the floor with your foot, flinging it towards his face and watching as his hand shot out in front of him to catch it not even a second after you’d punted it.

The graphic t-shirt you’d found managed to scrub his face clean of the incriminating evidence, not that you had much time to check the success rate of that as you were rushed out of the room hastily, your boyfriend’s hands plastered against the lower-middle of your back to usher you out the room in large steps, your feet having to shuffle to keep up.

“Dios mio, mile—!“ his mother’s voice fell short when the two of you chaotically stumbled your way into the kitchen, your lips tucked into themselves as you stood at attention, hands politely clasped behind you, while Miles was off to the side, shoulder leaned against the adjacent wall, legs crossed and hands on his hips. Totally not suspicious.

“Oh,” she blinked, giving the two of you a quick once over. The first thing she noticed was her son’s unusual demeanor, his eyes big and brows raised high, an expression he only wore when he was doing something he wasn’t supposed to be. But what really gave it away was the strange distance of a few feet wedged between the both of you. Just over an hour ago you guys had embraced one another in a long hug after he’d opened the door to let you in—right in front of her— and now, you were suddenly acting as if you were scared to even be near each other, like you were nervous to breathe the same air in her presence.

“Mm,” she turned back towards the stove to turn the rice over in the pot, allowing the both of you to exhale a trembled breath of relief, one you realized came prematurely merely milliseconds after it left your lungs. “I think you may have missed one, enamorado.” (lover boy)

Eyes almost blowing from your skull, you swallowed hard and reluctantly shifted your head up towards your boyfriend, who was frozen in place, your gaze dropping down to the slightly smeared gloss and lip liner against the skin of his neck; a painfully visible reminder of your previous tryst.

The knowing smirk that pulled at the corner of his mother’s lips went overlooked, just as Miles let his chin fall to his chest, his arm folding over his torso and his opposite hand slapping over his abashed expression, a defeated sigh sounding from behind it.

“I’ll help you with the plates, mama rio.” you voiced your offer quietly and cleared your throat as you went to slip in beside her, which she obliged to with a light chuckle.

“Sure, sweetie.”

“I’m-“ Miles sighed, scratching the back of his neck timorously and scanning the area for an escape before a tentative finger pointed into the dining room. “I’m gonna go over there.” He decided with a swooped nod, long legs carrying him from a scolding he knew he would have to come back to once you were gone.

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a girl? seriously?//katsuki bakugou smau

fem!reader. no quirk au. bnha college au.

an: if you saw me post this like 2 minutes ago, no you didn’t. ANYWAY!! last chapter tomorrow 😢 (and then epilogue😛)

when you’re starting your freshman year at college, you desperately search for a cheap dorming option, even if it’s some hole in the wall. when you see an ad posted for 4 people looking for a 5th dorm mate, you figure this is the best you’re gonna get. at least you have a place to live, right?

prologue. | previous part. | part 17. (soon!)

part 16.

sounds of sizzling filled the apartment as you sat at the kitchen island watching katsuki work his magic on the stove. you had watched him cook many times before, but now it was different. the warmth that enveloped your heart was so comforting as you kept a close eye on him. he was officially your boyfriend. you still couldn’t believe that any of this had even happened. a grin plastered itself on your face as you stared at the way bakugou’s back muscles moved through his shirt as he stirred the food in the pan. katsuki turned to look at you with a lifted brow when he heard a giggle come from behind him.

“what?” he questioned, a smirk formed on his lips.

“you’re so yummy.” you replied back, your smile still widely apparent. bakugou shook his head with a scoff, turning his head pack to the pan on the stove so you couldn’t see his cheeks ignite with red. it was going to take him a minute to get used to the flirting, but he didn’t mind. he was just glad he could finally say you were his.

“stop.” he laughed out. you giggled lightly at his reaction and stood up from your seat, making your way to him. you stood behind him and gently draped you arms around his middle, pulling yourself close to him as you hugged him from behind. a heavy sigh left your nose and you closed your eyes, listening to the muffled sound of his heart from where your ear rested on his back. this was something he would never be able to get enough of. although bakugou wasn’t a huge fan of physical touch, he could spend the rest of his life having you connected to his hip at all times.

“i’m not going to let you help me cook.” he said, seasoning the frying vegetables.

“oh my god, can i not just hug you?” you replied back with a roll of your eyes.

“just making sure you’re not trying to get something out of me here.” you couldn’t see his face but you could sense the smirk from a mile away.

“wow. i guess if that’s how you see me.” you dramatically said, pulling away from him, leaving his back cold from the lack of contact. he rolled his eyes and set the spatula down, turning his body to grab your arm before you got too far.

“you are so dramatic, damn.” he quickly placed a peck on the top of your forehead and let go of your arm, swiftly moving his hands to grab your waist. before you had a second to resist, katsuki had lifted you up with ease, setting you on the counter next to the stove, and he was right back to cooking.

“whatcha makin’?” you tried to distract yourself from the butterflies that had settled in your stomach.

“food.” he responded sarcastically. even if you two were now dating, he was still proving he would never not be an ass. you rolled your eyes and raised a hand to flick his ear. he flinched and glared at you, his mouth open with annoyance. “i’m sick of you.” he stated with a shake of his head, bringing his attention back to the food.

“nuh uh.” you laughed back, inching your way as close to stove as possible so you could be next to katsuki.

“yuh uh.” he gave you a smile and looked into your eyes. the smug look he had on his face was the most attractive thing and you could have pounced on him then and there. his face was right in front of yours now and he placed a kiss on your lips as you giggled at him.

“can you guys stop being boyfriend and girlfriend for 5 seconds. i’m fucking starving.” hanta said as he rounded the corner, now entering the kitchen. you picked up the oven mit on the counter next to you and threw it at him all while bakugou held up two middle fingers at the black haired boy. “you two are already the absolute worst.” he threw the oven mit back at you, nailing you right in the face.

“you eat when i say you can eat, fuck head.” bakugou responded to sero with a stupid grin. you always had a tendency to forget that these boys had known each other way before you were in the picture. you always loved watching them interact; they acted like brothers and it made your heart happy.

when the food had finally been made, everyone eagerly fixed themselves a plate and you all plopped on the couch together. you and katsuki sat close to each other as kaminari turned on the show you had all been watching together. the fact that your first year at college was almost over astounded you. nearly a year spent in this apartment with these stupid boys went by entirely too fast, but you were glad to have built the friendships with them that made your life so much better.

when you polished off your tortellini, you set the plate on the coffee table in front of you. you brought your knees up to your chest and leaned into katsuki, snuggling your head against his arm and wrapping your hands around his bicep. your eyes were glued to the tv, but bakugou’s were stuck on you as he fought back a grin.

—

the comforter on your bed wrapped around your body like a cocoon as you scrolled on your phone, your eyelids getting heavy with exhaustion. you jumped slightly when a knock sounded on your bedroom door, but you refused to leave your warm blankets.

“what?” you said loud enough for whoever was there to hear. katsuki swung the door open and took one look at you. his laugh brought a grin to your face.

“what are you doing?” he asked, shutting the door behind him.

“i was cold. don’t make fun of me.” you giggled out as he neared the edge of your bed, staring down at you with his hands tucked in his pockets.

“i’m sleeping in here.” he said, lowering himself onto the mattress.

“says who?” you asked with a raised brow. kicking him out wasn’t an option because you wanted him to stay with you anyway.

“says me. scoot over.” he was fully laid out on your bed now, his head resting on the spare pillow. “give me some damn blanket. don’t hog all of it.” bakugou said, unwrapping the comforter you had completely drowned yourself in. the groan that came from your throat made katsuki chuckle to himself.

“come here.” he said quietly. instead of waiting for you to move yourself to him, he was already sliding his arms around you and pulling you on top of him.

“you are so needy.” you giggled out, bringing a hand up to hold the side of his neck. you planted a line of kisses on his jaw and laid your head down in the crook of his neck. you had never felt so comfortable in your life. the way your body perfectly fit with his felt like finally putting the last piece into a puzzle.

“i’m not needy.” he retaliated, his heart picking up speed at how close you were to him. the way his chest moved against you as he breathed was enough to put you to sleep.

“mhm. sure.” you said closing your eyes and pushing your face further into his neck. your legs intertwined with each other’s and he held you impossibly tighter. if you could sleep inside his rib cage you would.

you gently planted one last kiss on his neck and fell asleep on top of him. katsuki gratefully listened to the sound of your breath coming and going. he stared at the ceiling as he mindlessly played with a strand of your hair. he had never imagined that you would ever want to be this close to him, let alone be his girlfriend. dating was something that hardly crossed his mind. katsuki had always told himself there were better things to worry about. however, now, you were the better thing he wanted to worry about; you were the one thing he wanted to happily spend his time on.

bakugou rested his cheek on your forehead and lightly sighed. he closed his eyes as he brought his free hand up to gently caress your face. katsuki would never sleep without you by his side again.

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Ok imagine this

Bakugou crying everytime you shout at him cuz he gets reminded of his mom.

He tried so hard not to cry. He didn't even know why you were shouting at him. This wasn't like him, he never cries he's katsuki bakugou for fuck sakes.

"Katsuki, are you even listening to m- baby why are you crying?"

He didn't want you to be mad at him. Your the only person who truly cared for him, his mom always shouted and brought him down, his dad never did anything about it and everyone else never bothered but u cared, u were there. So why are you not happy w him

"I'm sorry, please don't be mad"

You couldn't believe your eyes. Your katsuki was crying and apologizing but now that he was u couldn't let him continue. You gently took him in to your arms and held him. Not saying a word, he didn't need that. After a while of playing with his hair and rubbing his back he seemed calm enough, so you spoke.

"I'm sorry baby, you don't need to apologize for anything, it was all my fault."

In all honesty your not even sure why u got so mad at him but it doesn't matter as long as he forgives you and you both can move on.

Bakugou is so ooc but oh well.

Drawing the piercings sero has in my head

Nose, eyebrow, lip, ear

★﹒₊‧almost meeting the parents (?)

< cw/ talks of commitment issues but doesn't talk about source. reader doesn't make any sense. sero is the best boyfriend ever. sero calls reader: princess, sweetheart, baby, hun. i think that's it ? >

guilt. not a very good emotion to be plaguing your mentality. sero had invited you to meet his parents twice now. you agree at first ! over the moon but then something comes up. that something is a weird feeling that scares the shit out of you. you don't even know what it is, all you know is it sneaks up on you when sero mentions anything that might insinuate you guys moving further in your relationship. i.e, meeting his family.

sero was your first real boyfriend. or at least the first boyfriend you didn't just break up with because things were getting too serious too fast. they were only 2 month relationships and they were already pestering you about meeting their family and talking about your future together! like get a grip man!! we're 16!! but sero, he took things slow which you were grateful for. but it's been about 6 months since you guys started seeing eachother, and 3 months since he asked if he could be your boyfriend. you always loved the way he worded it. "can i be your boyfriend" it didn't sound like he was the prize to be won, you were. maybe it's your inflated ego that caused you to like he's asking so much. regardless, things with him have been perfect. perfect until he asked you at the beginning of the month to come with him to his monthly family dinner. his family is pretty close and since he's away at hero school and his eldest sister is in uni, his parents wanted a set date, once a month where they all came together again. when he first asked you were beyond excited! you've heard the many stories of his younger brothers, the trouble his sister got him into a few years earlier, and his adorable baby sister. but as you thought of what this meeting meant, your anxiety only increased until you had to tell him in a short text message that you couldn't go this time, and next time for sure ! he brushed it off and things went back to normal for another 2 weeks until he asked again. his sister got engaged and they were all celebrating again at his parents house, and again the same thing happened. sero was always so understanding. he knew how hesitant you were to even be in a relationship in the first place. you didn't tell him why but he's a smart boy and kinda figure out it was more or less to do with commitment issues.

now back to you feeling guilty. you brushed him off twice now to meet his family. you knew he talked about you, they were pretty close and you even knew he asked his sister for advice before hand in asking you out. so it wasn't that you were scared of them not liking you. you were scared of the realness that comes with meeting the parents. when you and sero were seeing eachother casually at first, no one knew. well they did but they didn't talk about it. when he asked if you guys could officially date, be boyfriend and girlfriend, he only told denki and his family outright, everyone eles kinda caught on or already assumed you two were dating. so in your mind you guys were able to stay in your little private bubble. away from judging eyes and overly personal questions about you two. but with family you can't exactly start showing up and wait for them to figure it out. you wanted to meet his family, you really did but when relationships get real they get messy. more people involved meaning more problems, more people that have to like you. not to mention the announcement of "this is my girlfriend" OMFG NO! EMBARRASSING! GET ME OUT! why couldn't it stay just the two of you. in your little bubble where no one knows anything about you two. now meeting his family doesn't mean he's going to tell them everything about you, you knew that but that doesn't ease the anxiety.

"y/n? hun can i talk to you?" oh god. his voice. he sounds so unsure and ... hurt? oh my god did someone hurt him!? "mm? oh, of course, han. what's up?" you turn to see his eyes dart to the ground and walk in with his head low, which was particular enough. sero always held his head high with confidence. you motioned for him to join you on your bed. "well, be completely honest with me, ok?" "yeah of course. what's going on?" you go to caress his arm that's keeping him stable on your mattress. "so, i've invited you over to meet my family twice now," oh shit. "and you agree but then dryly text me that something came up and you couldn't go anymore." your eyes feel so dry and hot. this is it. you think, he's done. of course he would want a girl that is willing to meet his parents, it's been half a year for goodness sake. your eyes start getting even more dry until, they start getting wet. seros eyes meet yours and he's filled with confusion and worry. "hey, it's ok. i'm so sorry baby. what did i say? what happened?" so understanding... he's so great why do you have to be so difficult? you try to speak but you realize your full on crying right now. your knees brought up to your eyes by you and you're trying desperately to stop. "i'm sorry. i'm so sorry i don't know why i just. the first time i started thinking. and then the second time i started thinking about what i thought about the first time." you weren't sure if you were making sense to him but he pulled you in his lap and rested your head in his neck as he scratched your back gently. "shh, shh, it's ok darling. can you tell me what you were thinking about exactly?" he asked in a comforting voice. "i- uh. i don't even really know." wrong. you did know you just, couldn't put it into words right now. "i just knew that whenever i thought about how it would happen, i got really anxious, i think and i couldn't breathe and i just wanted to stay like this. where no one knows and we just stay away from everyone's stupid questions forever." ok that definitely didn't make sense. you knew it. he kinda of knew it but still acted like what you said made total sense. "sweetheart, that's totally ok. you don't have to meet them or even think about them until your ready. i'm not leaving you that's for sure." he said lightheartedly, "just breathe for me real quick." "i want to meet them i really do!" you tired lift your head up but he just pulled you back down and laid in your bed. "shh princess, it's ok. you seem so tired recently. just close your eyes, and breathe." and you did. you closed you eyes, inhaling his cologne and absorbing his body heat as you lulled yourself to sleep. you made a promise to yourself that you would deal with this and talk to him more about this when you woke up.