Bombass Style
Prompt: Izuku decides try something normal and to give dating a go and decides to ask the resident Frenchman out on a date
This is on Discord, and it kind of has a story?
Basically, there was a little scene of Izuku thinking Aoyama is the one for him because they match perfectly. It didn't go much further than that, but Dad wants it to go further!
I can't blame you!
This is going to be a date, though. It's going to be more of a chillax session, so sorry about that, mate. I hope this satisfies. If not, let me know.
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Shouta has been on my ass lately that I need to get along with my classmates without beating the shit out of them.
Personally, I believe that he doesn't have the right to say shit because he's only friends with Nemuri and Hizashi, but he seems to be on his period, so I'll save myself.
Thus, why I am in front of my favorite classmate's dorm besides Ochaco.
When knock and the door opens, I am practically blinded with sparkles.
AKA, Aoyama, "Oh moi! Izuku, what're you doing here?"
I offer the most innocent smile I can manage, "I was kind of kicked out by Aizawa, and I was wondering if I could hang with you for a bit?"
"Oh, of course, darling! Come in! Did you have any ideas of what to do?" Aoyama doesn't hesitate to drag me inside his overly sparkly room.
"Nope. I follow you, bae."
"I see...I know what to do!" Aoyama poses dramatically, "I shall offer you a makeover! No offense, darling, but your hair looks like a rat's nest! It isn't flattering."
"I don't blame you. Go ahead. Just be a little careful as you know how I am."
"I got you, dear!" Aoyama pulls me onto his bed and starts running a hand through my hair, and it takes all my energy not to knock out. "You're hair is so dry! What do you use on it?!"
"Regular shampoo and conditioner multiple times a day!"
"Have you ever used oil on it?"
"I used to, but it slips my mind."
"Start using it! Here, I'll help you through the first time!" Aoyama exclaims as he goes to his drawer and pulls out a bottle of oil. "Would you like some cheese?"
"I'm good."
From there, Aoyama starts placing the oil on my hair.
Don't mind us; it's just two possibly gay guys on a bed doing hair!
After a little bit of time, Aoyama starts styling it to the side similar to his. Unfortunately, I can't watch him in one of his may mirrors as he told me he wanted it to be a surprise.
Alright then.
"There we go! One more thing!" I hear some movement, a can being shaken, and a spray sound, "Now you can look!"
I open my eyes, and oh my gosh...
"I LOOK FABULOUS, BAE! THANK YOU!" It looks wonderful when my hair is to the side, and there's glitter in it!
"I'm not done! Here!" Suddenly, white clothes similar to his are thrown at me, "Your clothing choices need some work. You can't go around wearing graphic t-shirts! You need to look dazzling at all times!"
"Will this fit me?"
"I am sure! I won't look! Put it on!" Aoyama suddenly faces the corner.
It takes me a moment to grow a pair and actually switch to Aoyama's outfit. Now we are wearing the same thing!
"You can turn around, bae!" I announce to him.
When he turns around, he sparkles, "You look wonderful! Dazzling! SPARKLING! We must show you off! Come! We shall stride together, darling!" Aoyama pulls me on my feet and pulls me out of his room.
Aoyama and I strut together in harmony like the badass bitches we are.
Let's just say we knocked all our classmates out with the power of our gayness.
We quickly head back to the dorm to grab my stuff.
I give Aoyama a bright smile, "Thanks so much for having out with me! It was fun! I'll be back in a few minutes to give your outfit back."
Aoyama shakes his hands, "Nope, you keep it, darling!"
"You sure?"
"I don't want to take away something that makes you beautiful, so yes!"
"Thanks, bae!"
"No problem, darling! I'll see you soon!"
With that, we go our separate ways in style.
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"You're not allowed to hang out with Aoyama anymore, " Shouta announces the moment I walk in.
I huff, "You can't stop me! I look fabulous!"
"You're blinding me, Izuku."
"Not my problem that you can't see the beauty!"
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