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Creatures of the Forest

I haven’t written anything on here in months, and to be honest I should be working on my novel rather than this. But, I’m a whore for EraserMic and can’t resist the temptation. Plus, I have a weakness for Monster AU’s, so I’m going to have fun with this.

Also heads up, I did not proofread, and story details might be a little muddy. I am tired and horny, and I will now go to bed.

Word Count: 5,242 (Kill me.)

Pairing(s): Jinn!Shouta x Female Reader x Siren!Hizashi

Warnings: 18+, dub-con, fingering, double-penetration, anal sex, vaginal sex, creampie, and probably more filth.

Premise: You just wanted to have some time yourself, and considering how cheap the cabin was you couldn’t pass up the chance at a countryside getaway. And they couldn’t pass up a chance of you.

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The cabin is not what you expected, but nonetheless you just felt glad at the chance to get away from the city for awhile. Your job has been stressing you out for months, and your family is no better. You booked out this one bedroom wood cabin from the 1970s for the next two weeks, a vacation away from technology and far, far away from the thoughts that kept you from yourself.

When you first arrived you checked out the whole cabin only to find cobwebs and dust covering nearly every surface, and the appliances were horrifically outdated. So, you decided to spend your time cleaning it up a little so you didn’t feel like a spider was going to crawl into your mouth in the middle of the night. Good thing, too, because you managed to find a fiddleback in its nest just under the bed. Now, you might hate spiders, but you’re by no means a killer.

“Work with me here, otherwise one of us is gonna get hurt.” You carefully manage to put a plastic cup over the agitated spider, and using a piece of paper you’re able to carefully take it outside. You don’t want to leave it near the cabin, and you don’t want to leave it out in the open field - what if a bird got to it? You have no choice but to trek out past the lovely field of wildflowers to the dark forest that lay just beyond it.

The trees tower over you as the sun begins to set in the distance. You’re not that far away from the cabin, but hearing the branches rustle against each other as the wind blows a warm summer breeze across your skin sends goosebumps over your body. It would be best to quickly release the spider and get out of there.

You go over to the nearest tree at the very edge of the forest and take the cup away from the paper. There the spider sits, rearing back as a threat, but its dramatics do nothing to you.

“You’re not so scary out in the open, are you?”

“He could probably say the same to you.”

You drop the paper and cup, whipping your head around to find the source of the melodic voice that had spoken to you, but no one is there.

“Over here, little bird.”

Your gaze falls back towards the forest, and just a few feet in front of you is a man with long, golden blonde hair that cascades down to his waist. He’s tall, probably six feet if you had to guess, and he’s wearing a tank top and jean shorts that show off his toned body almost too well. Then there’s his eyes, a green so bright that it contrasts the darkness of the forest.

“What are you doing here?” This land is supposed to be private, or at least that’s what the listing said.

“Sorry! I forget my manners sometimes. I’m one of the owners, you’re Y/N right?” Oh, one of the owners! You remember now, the listing mentioned that the owners of the property lived elsewhere on the land and might come by to check in on things.

“Yeah. You know, the cabin could have used a cleaning. When’s the last time you had anyone else here?”

“Somethin’ like five or so years. You like it though?”

“It’s... Cozy.” The sun seems to be disappearing much faster now. “Minus the spider.”

“Unfortunately we can’t do much about nature, little bird.” You want to ask him not to call you that, but you don’t want to be rude. The cabin is pretty cheap and you’d hate to cut this trip short because of a nickname. “But, if ya want my husband can come spray the cabin for pests tomorrow. I could bring by some food, too.”

“Oh, no thanks. I think it was just the one anyways.” The point of this whole trip is for you to get some alone time, and inviting this admittedly alluring man and his husband over would go against that.

“If you’re sure...” He trails off, glancing towards the spider that is now climbing quickly up the side of the tree. “If you do change your mind though, let us know! We don’t like pests around here, either.” You chuckle a little at that, but by now you’re already starting to back away from the forest to head back towards the cabin.

“I’ll keep that in mind, sir!” You call back, now intent on getting across this field as quickly as possible. But, his next words feel like they’re a whisper in your ear, making you jerk your head back towards the forest. My name is Hizashi, little bird.

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After unpacking that night you found yourself exhausted from the long travel to the cabin. After checking that all of the windows and doors were locked securely, you went to bed thinking about the blonde in the woods and the plans that you had for the next day. Your eyes closed with those thoughts mingling together as you fell into a seemingly deep sleep, unaware of the eyes that watched you from just outside of the bedroom window.

“She’s even better than I imagined...”

“You shouldn’t have gone to her today, it’s too soon.”

“If we wait too long then we’ll lose our chance! Let’s take her now, she wants to be far away, so we’ll take her far away.”

“We need time, and permission.”

“Well, I know how to get one of those things.”

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As the sun peeks through the bedroom window you attempt, and fail to stifle a groan. It might have been a good idea to bring curtains with you, but you suppose that it’s part of the woodsy experience. You sit up and stretch your arms high above your head, unaware of the creature slithering across the floor until you put your feet down and hear a hiss. Immediately you pull your feet back onto the bed with a high-pitched scream. The rattlesnake coils itself up and sets its eyes directly on you, only a few feet away from the bed.

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.” You mutter to yourself as you reach for your cellphone on the side table. Unfortunately for you, the snake leaps forward and takes a snap towards your arm, eliciting another screech from you and making you back yourself against the far corner of the bed. “Go to the woods, you thought, it’ll be a great experience!” You mock yourself, now looking for anything nearby that you could use as a weapon. You could toss the blanket over it and try to make a run for it, but what you miss or what if it still managed to get you?

“Y/N!” You hear Hizashi just outside the cabin.

“We heard a scream, is everything alright!?” Another voice joins him, likely his husband.

“N-No! There’s a snake in here!” You glance towards the window to see it cracked open. Didn’t you lock it last night? “I can’t get past it!” You hear some banging at the front door, but shouldn’t they have a key? Or maybe they didn’t want to just walk in? “The window to the room is open! Hurry!” How close is the nearest hospital if you get bit? How long would it take you to die?

When you see two figures come around to the bedroom window you feel like you could weep in relief, but they hesitate.

“Is it okay for us to come in? How close is the snake?” The dark-haired man asks, and in your panic you don’t even question the absurdity of the first question.

“I-It’s close to me, you can come in. Be careful though.” You’re much quieter now, thinking that maybe your yelling only made the creature on your floor angrier. Hizashi’s husband only then pushes the window further open, sticking one leg inside to stabilize himself before coming all the way in. The snake is too focused on you to notice the new intruder.

“Y/N, my name is Shouta, and I need you to follow my instructions. Can you do that for me?” His voice is low and smooth, it calms you instantly.

“O-Okay.”

“Good girl. Pick up the blanket from your bed very slowly, try not to make any sudden movements - he’s more scared of you than you are of him.” You highly doubt that, but nonetheless you lean down very slowly while Shouta sneaks around the back of the snake to grab the blanket. “Very good girl.” Your face flushes at the almost sensual compliment. “Now, throw it onto the snake. Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe.” His reassurance calls you to action, tossing the thin blanket onto the snake. It hisses and wildly whips around under the blanket until Shouta manages to scoop up the blanket like a bag and tie it off. Just like that, your ordeal is over.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay now Y/N, Shou’s got the big bad snake.” Hizashi is suddenly by your side in an instant. When did he come through the window? His hand is on yours as he gently guides your shaky body off of the bed.

“I don’t even know how that thing got in, I-I locked every door and window last night! I double checked everything, I cleaned yesterday, I just don’t...” Why was the window open? Did she maybe get up last night and open it? It did get pretty hot last night... Quite suddenly, you’re extremely aware of how bare you feel in your cute light blue cotton shorts and black sports bra. You hadn’t even thought of it during your state of panic.

“I’m going to take this guy outside and let him go. Hizashi brought a dish over for you to try, if you want the company.” The two of them don’t seem to mind your half-dressed state, but you do.

“Sure, um, do you mind stepping out for a few minutes though.” You release Hizashi’s hand and grab the sheet from the bed to cover yourself. They understand pretty quickly, but both men didn’t mind it. If anything they want to see more of your soft, beautiful skin.

“Sorry ‘bout that beautiful! We’ll give ya some space!” With that, both men are leaving your presence and you feel like you can breathe a sigh of relief. What just happened? It feels like it all happened at once, but you can’t say that you aren’t relieved by their excellent timing. You decide to slip on some normal jean shorts and a faded AC/DC tee-shirt you got a few years back.

When you step out of the bedroom you can see Hizashi already bustling around the kitchen, humming in a way that made you feel warm little fuzzies on the inside. Shouta is sitting at the dining room table with his dark eyes shut. You take a moment to silently admire Hizashi’s husband. He’s more filled out than the lithe blonde, and while his black wavy hair is long, it’s only a few inches past his shoulders. And then she notices the deep scar just under his right eye.

“See something you like?” Your face once again turns red when you realize his eyes have opened and he’s looking directly at you.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare-”

“It’s alright. It’s the scar, right?” When he says this, Hizashi stops his cooking momentarily to look back at you and his husband.

“Oh, no! I don’t mind scars, scars can be sexy!” Why did you have to say that? An amused smirk slides across Shouta’s lips when you say this. Hizashi, meanwhile, lets out a chuckle that makes the air around you feel too light.

“Well of course scars are sexy! Why don’t you tell little bird how you got that scar?” As he says this you come to sit at the table. You may as well indulge them, they did come to your rescue after all.

“It’s not that interesting.” Shouta waves it off, but he can tell that you’re interested. “Unless you want to hear about it?”

“It’s not like I have anything else to do.” You shrug, and with that you get to spend the rest of your morning with the two men.

Apparently, Shouta had a run in with a man trespassing on the land and got a knife pulled on him. He said it wasn’t that interesting, but the way he told it captivated your interest. The guy was probably a hunter, or a thief, but they never found out. The local deputy came to get the guy after the confrontation, and that was that. They continued to talk with you long after breakfast had finished and you all had eaten, asking you about your interests, your passions, the reason why you came out here. You don’t know why, but when they ask you these questions you answer without a second thought. You think that it’s because no one has ever bothered to listen to you for this long, and the couple makes you feel as if you belong here, like you’re a person who deserves to be cherished. Originally you came here to be alone, but when you’re with them you feel something that you never felt back home. You just can’t quite describe it. Hours pass, and it’s well past noon when the two men decide to take their leave.

“If you see anymore snakes-”

“-Or if you just want our company-”

“-just give us a call on the landline.” Shouta finishes for the two of them as they walk out the front door.

“Sure thing, thanks again. I don’t know what I would have done if you two hadn’t come over.”

“Probably woulda sat there, desperately waiting for your prince charming to come save you. Good thing you already have two of us.” Hizashi’s joke manages to get a little giggle out of you.

“You’re cheesy.” Shouta grumbles, though you could see a small smile on his face as well. “Come on, let’s leave Y/N alone.” You watch the two of them walk not down the dirt road that you drove on to get here, but back through the forest that encircles the cabin.

Once the couple is gone, it’s like you snap back to reality. This morning was crazy, and you got lucky, but you swore that you locked that window shut last night. Deciding that perhaps it was better to enjoy the rest of your day than continue to obsess over the snake incident, you take a sketch book and go out back to draw the pretty flowers in the field.

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The night feels even hotter than the day, making it near impossible for you to cover up in any way. Long ago you stripped yourself bare, sprawling yourself on top of the covers with a sheen of sweat covering your body. If you didn’t feel the cool air struggling to reach you from the vents, then you would almost think the AC is broken. Currently, you’re half asleep in an almost dreamlike state. That’s when you hear a soft whisper.

“What is your wish?”

You turn on your side, letting out unintelligible mumbles. A more soothing, honeyed voice joins the first.

“What do you desire, little bird?”

That voice sends tingles all through your body, setting every nerve on fire. It compels you to answer.

“I want...” You mumbles, eyes half open and glazed over as you give your answer. “I want... Release...” You want to feel all of your stresses disappear as if they never existed.

“I’ll give you release, kitten.”

The voice no longer sounds far away, which snaps you out of that sleepy haze and once again makes you aware of your surroundings.Your eyes adjust to the darkness to find yourself no longer in the cabin, but surrounded by looming vertical objects... Trees?

“Shhh, don’t panic, we’re here.” There’s that voice again, the one that makes orgasmic waves pulse through your eardrums. It soothes any worries that you currently have as two hands come up to your shoulders and gently lay you onto the soft ground.

They prepared this place just for you. The cabin had been a front from the very beginning, a way to lure you away from bustling city life so they could give you what you wanted - release. You didn’t know it, but you had met Shouta months before this at a little bakery just down the street from your work. You had been complaining on the phone about your new boss and how stressed you were because of your obligations, and you wished that someone would take you away from your own life. Unknowingly, you had called upon the closest Jinn in the area, and he had already taken notice of you.

“Be gentle with her, it could be her first time.”

“It’s definitely not. But don’t worry, I took care of the ex months ago.”

You can vaguely hear the conversation of the two men looming over you, but you do not react. On the inside you feel fear, vulnerability, and confusion. You can’t quite make out the figures above you, but you recognize the voices; your hosts, Shouta and Hizashi. You just can’t comprehend why they are doing this. Earlier today they were fine, sure they were getting a little too close and asking too many questions, but you wouldn’t say they invaded your space... Or did they?

“Took care of?”

“Nothing like that, he wished for a job in France, so I got him the job in France... But, he might not like that job very much.” You can hear the smirk in his voice even if you can’t see it. “It was necessary.”

“Agreed.” The hands that had pushed you back onto the pillowy moss are now moving down your sides, just barely brushing over the sides of your breasts. You barely register the sigh of pleasure that leaves your lips at the tantalizing contact.

“Zashi...”

“What? Isn’t this what we wanted?”

“We need permission.”

“We have permission! You heard the wish!”

“It was vague. I want details.” Suddenly, you can feel another set of hands gently massaging your bare feet, then moving up your smooth legs to part them at the thighs. The exposure makes you whimper, though there’s little you can do beyond that. “Release your influence, Hizashi.”

“But if we do that-”

“Release her. I want to hear her.” With what sounds like a huff of frustration from the blonde, that hazy feeling that had come over you suddenly dissipates. Your vision becomes more clear along with the two entities above you.

Hizashi has moves your arms so they’re now pinned above your head, preventing you from covering your bare breasts from their view. Shouta still has your legs spread on either side of you, but he doesn’t move any further. You meet his eyes, eyes that had been onyx earlier in the day but now glow an eerie shade of red.

“Months ago you wished to be taken away from your life. Do you remember that, Y/N?” You can’t focus on Shouta’s voice, all you can focus on is your current situation. Tings sting the edges of your eyes, and your throat starts to close up.

“P-Please...”

“She’s not going to respond like this, Shou.”

“She will, be patient. Y/N, I need you to look at me.” His voice is stern. Even though you want to look away, you once again meet his gaze. “What do you wish for now?”

“Let m-me go!” That’s your first thought, but then you feel one of Shouta’s hands creeping further up your thigh, his fingers just barely brushing over your outer lips.

“Do you mean that?” You nod your head frantically, and unbeknownst to you Shouta’s partner is giving him an incredulous look. “So, you want to go back to that stressful life in the city? You want your asshole boss to walk all over you, making you feel like you’re the scum of the earth? You want your parents to treat you like you mean nothing?” He emphasizes the final word with a hiss, and this seems to get to you. Your sniffling briefly ceases, though you’re still tugging against the tight hold of both of the men as if you could escape.

“What are you?”

“A Jinn, kitten. Do you know what a Jinn is?” You nod you head - you’re aware of the mythology behind beings like him, but how does he exist? They’re fictional! “Months ago I heard your desperate plea, and ever since then I’ve been eager to give you want you want... For a price.” His thumb brushes over your clit briefly, making your body stiffen.

“F-For sex?”

“For partnership. To be with me, to be with Hizashi, to be with both of us. It does get lonely out here.”

“And I can’t leave.” Hizashi pipes in with a sad smile. “I’m a Siren tied permanently to this forest. Remember the story about the man with a knife? He was going to hurt this place, so we had no choice. Once this place is gone, so am I.” His thumbs rub soothing circles into your skin.

“You don’t need me though, I don’t need your wishes or whatever! I want to...” You wish that you could say that you want to go home, but do you? Despite your current circumstances, you found yourself considering this deal.

“If you’re here, then Hizashi won’t be alone. I can go out for supplies without worrying about him.”

“And if you’re here, you won’t have to deal with those pesky worries you had before little bird. You get to have fun, be free, be loved by us.” But why you? Why did they want to take you?

“Because you’re special, Y/N. Because out of everyone in that city, you were the one who wanted to escape the most, who cared but wasn’t cared for. You deserve us.” Shouta drives his point home here, but he hopes that it will be enough. After all, he would prefer your consent, but it’s not entirely needed here.

“Okay.” You whisper. After all, what’s really waiting for you back home? Misery and paperwork, that’s what.

“Okay what?”

“You need to be more specific, Y/N.” You take a deep, shuddering breath before you speak again.

“I-I want release, I don’t want to go home anymore.”

“And in exchange?” Shouta pushes, his eyes glowing as he stares into yours.

“In e-exchange, I’ll stay here. I’ll be your... Partner.”

That seems to be all that they need from you, because in the next moment the two men above you are no longer clothed. You squeak and shut your eyes - it’s not the first time you’ve seen a naked man, but usually they don’t just pop out in front of you like that!

“You’re little noises are so cute.” Hizashi uses one of his knees to keep your wrists pinned above your head so his hands could get to work. While your eyes are still closed you feel his soft fingers run across your neck and past your collarbone, headed straight for your breasts. But just before they can get there, a pair of lips smash to yours. Shouta’s tongue flicks out at your bottom lip, beckoning you to allow him inside. Just at that moment, Hizashi’s fingers find your pert nipples, giving each of them a tiny pinch. This causes you to moan, and Shouta takes the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth to get a taste.

You can feel Shouta’s thick erection against your cunt, twitching in anticipation. It has been awhile since you’ve had another man, and you have to admit that the thought of being railed by these very good looking men wasn’t so bad. You start to becoming lightheaded from the kiss and constant ministrations of your sensitive nipples when Shouta finally pulls away from the kiss to let you breathe.

“Good girl.” He brings his thumb up to wipe away some of the saliva from around your lips. “We’ll put this to more use later. For now, I want to see you cum.” In what feels like two seconds Shouta is suddenly between your thighs, throwing your legs over his shoulders so he could get a good view of your waiting, wet pussy. He blows cool air over your sensitive little nub, making it quiver and throb in anticipation. Meanwhile, Hizashi finally leans down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the little bug while his fingers continue to tug and pinch the other. Your head sits in the blonde’s lap, his cock mere inches away from your face.

“Do you want to suck me, little bird?” As he says this in that low, melodic voice of his, Shouta flicks his tongue over your clit, making your writhe under them.

“Careful, she almost came.”

“Is my voice too much for you?” You can only pant in response, letting out a soft moan when Shouta flicks his tongue over your little nub again.

“Answer him, or we’ll make this last.”

“Y-Yes... It’s... I makes me feel good.” His voice makes you feel like you could orgasm in seconds.

“And do you want to suck daddy’s cock?” The way he words it makes you whine, but you nonetheless give him an answer.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes... Daddy.” The instant that you finish that sentence, Shouta’s mouth latches onto your clit, sucking on it so harshly that you can feel your head spin. Hizashi repositions himself so he’s kneeling right over your face, running his fingers through your hair as he guides your lips to his tip. You take his tip into your mouth and suck it softly, eliciting a groan from the man that gets sent straight to your groin.

“Fuck, just her lips are almost enough... Come on honey, you can take me deeper.” And you do, you try to relax your throat so you can take Hizashi’s cock deeper into your mouth, swirling your tongue around his base, all while Hizashi has his hands continually playing with your nipples, never letting up.

Shouta continues his work between your legs, nipping softly at your clit while bringing a finger to your entrance. He gently pushes it inside of you, giving it a few thrusts before adding a second. You adjust tremendously well. He can already feel your wet cavern clenching tightly around his fingers as he curls his digits upwards. To this you give him a sweet little cry, which only results in Shouta setting a relentless pace. He pounds those fingers into you, hitting your sensitive spot with such precision that you can hardly focus on the cock in your mouth all while sucking and swirling his expert tongue over your swollen clit until you finally clench tightly around his fingers and cry out with your first orgasm of the evening.

Hizashi slows down the thrusts into your mouth as Shouta pulls away from between your legs, slowly pulling himself out as well. For a moment you’re confused, wondering why they could pull away when they haven’t found relief yet, only to be suddenly pulled forward so you’re hovering right over Shouta’s thick length. Hizashi comes up behind you, pressing soft kisses and nipples to the soft spot on your neck - he’s going to leave plenty of marks here later.

“Do you think you can take both of us?” Shouta asks, momentarily confused you until you realize what he means.

“I’ve never done it, um, there before.”

“We can make it easy, if you let us. It’ll only feel good.” Hizashi assures you, rubbing comforting circles into your thighs.

“We want to make you feel good.” Shouta adds, both hesitating until they see you nod your head once again.

“Okay.” You still feel nervous, but you want to feel good, and so far it feels really good.

Shouta helps your ease yourself onto his dick, pressing gently into your waiting pussy while giving your already oversensitive clit little flicks from his thumb. Once he has settled deep within you, you feel Hizashi spread your ass cheeks and press a finger into you. Your face burns from slight embarrassment, but admittedly as he begins to move the saliva covered digit in and out of you, you find yourself enjoying it. You try to move whilst on top of Shouta, but he grabs your hips to keep you still.

“Wait.” He commands, smirking at your impatient whine. That whine then turns into a gasp as you feel a second finger being pressed into your rear hole, nibbling on your bottom lip as an uncomfortable burning sensation takes place of the previous pleasure.

“Relax for me, little bird.” Hizashi whispers, and like his words work magic you instantly relax and that burning sensation goes away. He pumps those a few times while your juices continue to drench Shouta’s cock, then they’re gone, replaced instead by Hizashi’s pulsating member. “Stay relaxed, and take a few breaths.” Hizashi murmurs, placing a few soft kisses to your neck as he pushes himself into you.

At first you feel that uncomfortable burning sensation once again, but then that changes to a fullness that gives you pleasure. You huff in lust as Hizashi pushes the full of his length into you, both men temporarily remaining still while you adjust. Your back is pressed flush against Hizashi’s chest, so you can feel his heartbeat rhythmically hammering against you while they both wait.

“Please...”

“Please what?” Shouta once again brushes his thumb over your swollen clit, making you whimper.

“Please, make me yours.”

As if you said the magic words, both men suddenly begin to move within you. Shouta keeps your hips stilled while rolling his own to thrust up into you, meanwhile Hizashi wraps one arm around your waist to grope your breast. You feel his teeth graze against your shoulder with enough pressure to bruise, but you don’t care, you’re in a euphoric state right now.

Shouta keeps your clit busy with his thumb while the both of them pick up their paces, the sound of sweaty skin slapping together resonating throughout the dense forest. You can feel your next orgasm already building as the two of them continue at their brutal pace, the feeling of your holes clenching around them driving them absolutely wild with lust - they’re not going to last much longer, either.

“Fuck - we love you, kitten.”

“Yesss, we love you so much little bird.” Hizashi grunts into your ear, and while you can’t say it yet, you’re sure that it won’t take but a few months before you’re saying the same words back.

All it takes is one well timed thrust against your g-spot and another flick to your clit before you’re clamping down on both men and letting out a long, strangled moan with your second orgasm. Shouta follows quickly behind you along with Hizashi, both men pressing deep within you before they spill their seeds. They stay inside of you even afterwards, letting you back in your afterglow as they both praise you, pressing kisses over your skin and telling you how great you did for them.

It’s too late for you to turn back now. You’ve made the deal, and you sealed it the second that you said yes.

#erasermic x reader #shouta aizawa x reader #hizashi yamada x reader #smut #monster au #why do i do this to myself #i really need to get on that novel #i could have done so much work by now DX #erasermic x fem!reader

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bnhaisliterallymylife · 4 years

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American Made

Pairing: Toshinori Yagi (All Might) x Reader

Premise: You’re an international student from America, the only problem? You only know a few phrases in Japanese, and you’re struggling. How are you supposed to make it through the school year?

Warnings: This is fluff.

Word Count: 2,513

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This is your dream school, it always has been. U.A. isn’t just one of the top schools in Japan, but it’s one of the top hero schools in the world. Your parents were reluctant to allow you to transfer to a school across the sea to pursue your education, but here you are, leaving the international student dorms to go to your first class. There’s a slight skip in your step as you approach the school, seeing various other students enter before you. There’s nothing to be nervous about, it’s just like any other first day of school!

You thought that, at least, until your homeroom teacher had you introduce yourself to the class.

“Hello! My name is (F/N) (L/N), it’s nice to meet all of you!” You introduce yourself in a broken Japanese phrase your practiced with your mother, gaining a couple of snickers from students in the back of the room. This had your confidence momentarily wavering. Your homeroom teacher allows you to go take your seat, eyes following you until you get settled and he moves on to the lesson for today.

It’s not that you couldn’t understand some Japanese, it’s just that a lot of basic words were sometimes lost on you. You only had the summer break to learn what you could, but now you’re realizing that it wasn’t enough. While the teacher does write out some of the notes on the board in English for you, there were important things that he said out loud that you missed. You were told that you could always stay after class to ask questions if there was anything you didn’t understand, but you didn’t want to be a burden, that, and you have too much pride.

So by the time lunch rolled around you decided to look over your notes and get out your textbook to try to plug in any information that you missed. You had been hoping to make some friends today, but clearly that’s off the table for now. If you can’t keep up in class, then you’ll for sure be kicked out of the hero course before you’ve even really began. The words on the page start to blur together, giving you a headache that you really didn’t need right now. You only have so much time before lunch ends, so you decide to take a break and actually eat. When you do, you’re surprised to see a lunch tray already sitting before you, and a boy with blonde hair and shining blue eyes sitting across the table.

When did he get there? You didn’t remember anyone coming to sit with you, but then again you were buried pretty deep in your studies. His eyes meet yours, and heat rushes to your face. He says something, but you don’t really understand it.

“I-I’m sorry, I don’t... Speak well?”

You try to say the other phrase that your mother tried to teach you, but you’re sure that you’re butchering it. Yet, he just gives you a big grin like he understood every single word that you said. He brings a hand to his chest and points up at himself.

“Toshinori Yagi.” Then, he points to you. “(L/N) (F/N).” This reminds you a little bit too much of that scene in Tarzan. You crack a grin yourself.

“Toshinori.” You say it back to him, and he nods. “It’s nice to meet you!” Some phrases are easier than others.

“It’s nice to meet you, too.”

Yagi sees your beaming smile and knows that he made the right decision in coming to your table. Sure, he could have hung out with his other friends for lunch, but not when you were looking so upset. You’re new, and he would hate to leave someone so unaccustomed to this new world all by themselves. That’s why he took it upon himself to become the Unofficial Ambassador of UA! Seeing your smile was well worth the wait in the cafeteria line for two trays.

He watches you as you suddenly turn and start to look through your bookbag for something, cocking his head slightly to one side. But, he’s less confused when he sees the English to Japanese dictionary that you pull out. It’s good that you came here prepared, he would have done the same.

“Thank you, I…” You flip a few pages, brows scrunching together as your eyes narrow at the book. He thinks this is cute. “I’m… Grateful, for, for…” It seems as though you can’t find the word now, though. So, Yagi reaches over to tap your shoulder lightly, catching your attention.

“Grateful, for, the, food?” He says it slowly, and then at your confused expression does it again. When it clicks, you repeat the phrase back to him, practicing it. Eyes from other tables are now giving you two odd looks.

“Thank you, I’m grateful for the food.” This time you say it clearly, and Yagi gives you two thumbs up. He relishes in the sweet smile of success that comes to your lips, and the little happy dance that you do in your seat. If this made you that happy, then maybe he should stick around to teach you a little bit more. Yagi takes the dictionary out of your hands, momentarily breaking you out of that happy spell as he flips through some of the pages himself. He had been wanting to learn a little bit of English anyways.

“I… I teach you Japanese. You teach me English.” He catches on much quicker than her, but this is likely because he’s had to take English classes for a long time and can remember a lot of the phrases. Still, it’s satisfying to see the somewhat amazed look on your face.

“Yes!” You nod your head vigorously, making him grin again.

It’s after this point that he decides to look over some of the notes that you took during class so you could eat. He already ate all of his food, after all, and he wants to make sure you don’t fall behind. He had been focused on you as the new student in the class originally, everyone had, but afterwards that focus had stayed on you. He could see you struggling during class, at some points to near tears, so he figures this is the least that he can do for one of his fellow classmates. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to get through all of the notes before lunch ended, and then came the heroics classes in the evening.

That meant training with Gran Torino.

It has always been a tough time training with the old man, he was harsh and he didn’t let up on Yagi one bit. Since he couldn’t let up on one of the students, that meant he couldn’t let up on any of them, and this unfortunately meant that you were thrown into this new, violent fray. Yagi gave you back your book earlier as the two of you walked to class, but he had been tempted to warn you of the reality awaiting both of you for the rest of this school day. But, he didn’t want to ruin the sudden good mood that you were in, so he kept his mouth shut.

He kind of regretted that later.

The beat down that you took today was humiliating. It reminds you of how far you are behind the others in the class. The school you had been going to wasn’t near this extensive with their training. It didn’t leave you feeling sore, or like you were failing at the very thing you wanted to excel at. It didn’t make you feel like you couldn’t reach your dream. Hopeless.

That’s where you’re left as you start to leave class for the day. You were hoping that maybe you would get to talk to Toshinori some more, but Gran Torino was putting special focus on you for the day to see where you were at physically. It made you feel like some kind of joke. Maybe this is why you felt so happy when you saw who was waiting for you along the path to the dorms.

Toshinori shyly waves at you, seeming a bit apprehensive of you for some reason. Did you do something to make him feel nervous? You didn’t feel like you did, but maybe it was something during training? As you approach him, you notice that he’s holding something behind his back. Was he intending on giving you something? A little blush came to your cheeks when you thought of him giving you a gift. You two had only known each other for a day, he wouldn’t give you a gift already.

He pulls out what he was hiding behind his back as you approached—a Japanese to English dictionary. The reveal throws you for a loop, but only for a moment.

“You teach me, I teach you.” He repeats what he said from earlier in English, then repeats it again in Japanese. “You teach me, I teach you.”

“I teach you, you teach me.” You say back to him, grinning just as brightly as he is. With that all said, he walks you to your dorm, and on the way there you both have the dictionaries out, speaking phrases back and forth to one another. You mostly practice the ones that you were more familiar with so you had the pronunciation down, meanwhile teaching him those same phrases in English. You both repeated them so many times that by the time you arrived to the dorms about twenty minutes later, you felt more confident in your ability. With his help, you might be able to speak fluently in the next couple of years, realistically.

You point to the dorms, and then to Yagi, motioning to ask if he wanted to come inside. When he doesn’t seem to quite get it, you have to look up the words to ask the question.

“Do you… Want… To study?” And then you point back to the dorms again. He gives you a thumbs up, a quick form of non-verbal communication that you can understand.

Technically you probably shouldn’t have a boy in your dorm, but there aren’t really any other students on this floor, and the RA literally could care less about who you bring back from the school as long as you aren’t drinking or doing drugs. So, you bring him up to your relatively bare room so you could study further with him. There is actual homework that needs to be done, so it’s not like the two of you end up just studying English and Japanese the whole night… But, let’s just say that you had some difficulty understanding part of the homework and needed some more translation help.

That, and you got to know him better. You might have made mention on how sore you were, which resulted in Toshinori apologizing to you over and over again. That’s how you learned that apparently Gran Torino has a special focus on him and he wouldn’t be so harsh if it wasn’t for him, but that only brought more smiles to your face as you calmed him down and assured him that you weren’t mad that he didn’t give you a heads up. After that came talk of parents, of what America was like, what your favorite movies were. It was tedious to translate at first, but you were both into the conversation so neither of you seemed to mind it.

About two hours in, though, you decided to actually focus on homework. He would have to go home at some point, after all.

Getting his help on the homework meant that you two were sitting close to one another, legs just barely touching. You didn’t notice this right off the bat, but he did. Even so, you couldn’t see his blush from where you were trying to focus on the math problem that you were attempting to give him instruction on. If there is one thing that can translate over different languages, it’s math. It’s only when you look up at him that you notice that nervous look again, now directed towards you. Your faces are so close that you can feel your own cheeks begin to heat up once again.

“Sorry.” You say, starting to scoot away, but he stops you. His hand is on top yours, face now burning much, much brighter than before.

“No.” He says in clear English. He places a hand on his chest, clearly trying to find the words to say but coming up blank.

Well, back to the dictionary he goes, frantically flipping through it. You lean in curiously, wondering what he wanted to say and if it was along the lines with what you were thinking. You hoped so. If not, then you might have made this situation a whole lot more awkward.

“I… Like… You.” He says it slowly, looking at you to see if he had said it right. For a moment, just a moment, you hesitate. Then, you grab your book again, math homework long forgotten as you search for what you want to say back. When you do, you bookmark each page, unaware of the tension that Yagi was feeling as he waited for your response.

“I… Like… You… Too.” The way he beams at you makes your heart race. “But…” You can see his expression falter somewhat, so you rush through the next few words. “We- We, need to…” Crap, you lost some of the pages that you had bookmarked. “Focus… And…” The frustration is building again and you can feel those telltale tears pricking at your eyes when suddenly, a pair of lips press to your forehead. You turn your head to look up at him, only to see a soft, understanding smile there.

“I can… Wait.” He knows that you’re right, there’s more to focus on right now. You both want to be heroes, and a relationship can be a distraction. Plus, you need to learn Japanese and he doesn’t want to give you any added stresses. You two just met, too, he shouldn’t get too ahead of himself. He reminds himself of all of these things, not noticing how you cautiously lean up until you’re already pressing your lips to his. It’s a wonderful feeling that makes fireworks explode in his belly. He melts against you, one hand placed softly on your hip as you two continue to kiss, pulling away only after a minute or two, entirely breathless.

“No thank you.” This was the closest phrase to saying ‘I don’t want to’. You might be new here, but he has been the kindest, most patient person with you today. He has been actively trying to get to know you, joking with you, making you feel like you actually belong here. So yeah, who cares if you have a lot to focus on? Being with him could be fun. If his grin says anything, it’s that he feels the same.

“I like you.” He repeats from earlier.

“I like you, too.”

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