part 2 prof! Izuku part 1 here
synopsis: after a series of ignored apologies, you accepted (kinda) what's happened and decided to finally respond... then months go by and you've gotten over him... you think...
pairing: professor! Izuku Midoriya x student! reader. college AU
cw: angst to fluff! by not so popular demand lol! just pretend that y'all had conversations in between or something, before the party message.
blurb word count: 800+
now gimme your souls! *evil laughs* (there are three outfit photos so u can choose from them)
people were packed in the campus auditorium, sounds of murmuring and the bass of the music slightly overwhelming your ears. your friends spotted you standing alone, becoming one with the wall behind you and scuttled over offering you a drink to sip on while they chatted. they went on about, the course, how difficult finals we're, all the months of stress and boring lectures. you added to their complaints here and there, making light conversation that you didn't really pay attention to, as your eyes drifted around.
you vaguely pay attention to them raving about how great everyone's looking, how surprised they were that they passed, etc etc. and then, he walked in... tall, slim, neatly tousled green hair that exposed his forehead, dressed in a dark green shirt one size too small, squeezing his forearms at the point where he rolled them up, and black slacks, accessoried with an all might buckled belt, that held it to his waist.
might not have been much to him, but to you... it was fucking runway worthy... and you froze, the sight of him bringing back that fuzzy feeling in the pit of your stomach. the buffet table was suddenly the most interesting thing in the room as you averted your eyes from your, former professor.
"hey there," he greeted, walking up behind you.
you slowly turned around, and was soon face to face with that signature, irresistible smile of his, you tried looking away from his almost perfect lips and your eyes landed on his... big mistake... but oh how they looked like emerald gems being held hostage behind glass frames, sparkling with the flashing lights of the party.
"is something wrong?" he asked tilting his head to the side before looking over himself.
"oh! uh- no!" you awkwardly reassured. god you wanted gouge your eyes out right now... "I was starting to think you weren't gonna show," you teased, offering a small smile.
"yeah," he chuckled, "i actually wasn't sure either, but I thought it'd be nice to see y- everyone, one last time." he continued, rubbing the back of his neck.
"everyone seems so different out of the classroom huh?" was your attempt at small talk. and you mentally slapped yourself across the face.
"I was thinking the same thing!" he beamed, "it's nice to see you- all! having some fun. it's well deserved." he fiddled with his wristwatch, then with the ends of his shirt on his forearms.
"I'm sorry, parties aren't really my thing..." he admitted, breaking into a nervous sweat and you rested a hand on his to stop his fiddling.
"did you save me that dance... professor?" you chuckled, nodding toward the dancefloor where people had started to gather.
"Izuku," he corrected, "i'm not your professor anymore..." and he took your hand in his, leading you to the center of the dancefloor, weaving through te crowd of people. you've never slow danced before, but by God, at the moment all you wanted was too feel his body heat, as you swayed to whatever song the DJ decided to play.
the people around you paired up, hugging each other close as the music started, and you both followed them. you take initiative, stepping forward to rest your right hand on his shoulder and your left a little lower down his arm.
he hesitated for second, hand hovering over the curve of your waist, "i-is this okay?" he asked, ever the gentleman and.
"more than okay." you mumbled, the warmth of his palms resting awkwardly on your waist, quietly pulled you in as you began to sway in each other's arms.
the dance progressed, and the awkwardness that was there earlier, was nowhere to be seen. it felt as if your bodies were moving in perfect sync, your steps following his, as you closed your eyes and rested your head on his chest, he moved his other hand to rest lower down your back keeping you there.
for a long moment you were standing there, his scarred arms holding you close to him like he didn't want to let go. not that you were complaining... but the music had been changed to something else... more upbeat to bring life back to the party.
"thank you." you smiled and you could hear his heart rate pick up.
"was that good enough?" he whispered, rubbing circles on your back with his thumb. and you nodded against his chest. you stood there for a singular moment longer, before–
"well, i better go say hi to everyone else!" he said, reverting to his awkward state, "don't let me stop you from enjoying yourself!" and he was still holding your right hand in his.
"right," you exhaled, as he let go and you were heading off to grab another drink. "see ya around, Izuku."
"yeah," he chuckled, yet again awkwardly scratching the back of his head, "see ya around."
you have to stay alive. you're going to be such a beautiful middle aged freak. young freaks will see you in the street and know that things can be okay.
Tengen and his wives have a maid who is a hard worker. They all adore her and while she loves them back, she doesn't think she's worthy of them. One day, she gets extremely sick and she tries to work but Tengen and his wives refuse to let her. They instead take care of her, making her realize that she really does love them
▸ ANSWERING. hi, first of all thank you for the request <3 i’m sorry it took me so long, i hope it is worth the wait (lowkey presumptuous of me, huh) & that u’ll enjoy it !! ♡
▸ FANDOM. kimetsu no yaiba
▸ CHARACTERS. tengen uzui, hinatsuru, makio & suma x fem!reader
▸ RATING. sfw
▸ WARNINGS. reader gets a fever, mention of throwing up, fluff i guess, not proofread + periodic gentle reminder that english is not my first language, pls be kind
okay we’re hard workers, we love keeping the house clean and tidy, we love making sure everyone eat healthy and abundantly, we… we’re careless about our health sometimes
let’s say the previous day you were retrieving the laundry from the garden and it was pretty cold outside, despite the sun
as i said, you were more focused on the tasks at hand than taking care of yourself so it was pretty obvious you would end up having a fever, coughing every moment and feeling dizzy.
now, you were grateful to be working for tengen and his wives
they were always kind and treated you like you were truly part of the family. uzui frequently asked you if you needed something for yourself and if you ever wish to take a day for yourself you were free to do so
you knew you were lucky, and you didn’t even noticed you were so fond of them at first. you felt safe and at ease when they were around you, you treasured the moments spent together, they stated multiple times that they all adored you and it filled your heart
you loved them, but you thought that they were already… complete. they only needed you to take care of the house and do the things they couldn’t because of their missions…
that day, you got up, moving around slower than usual, and got ready for the day. you went to make breakfast, wearing a mask and washing your hands almost every five minutes. you didn’t wanted them to get sick too. once you finished preparing the food, you went on with the other errands and you took note to go grocery shopping later.
you were cleaning the porch when you started coughing heavily and fell on your knees, feeling exhausted due to the fever. suma noticed you and appeared by your side, helping you getting up “you’re burning hot!” she noticed with worry. “tengen-sama!” she called for uzui and you quickly came to your senses, trying to stand up by yourself.
“i’m okay… don’t worry,” you gently pushed suma away, nervously going back to cleaning. you couldn’t stand the idea of getting sick and to stay in bed, you didn’t wanted ‘em to worry about you.
“what’s going on?” hinatsuru appeared, followed by tengen and a worried makio. “y/n has a fever!” suma cried, pointing at you. “t-that’s not—” you started coughing again. you felt your head spinning and feared you were about to throw up.
hinatsuru grabbed your arms, despite your protests, and shushed you. “you need to lay down, or it’ll get worse,” she gently explained, walking you to your bedroom. “but...” you tried to fight her but you lost your balance and before you could hit the ground, tengen was quick to catch you and pick you up. “let’s get you to bed, sweetheart.”
they all took care of you, tengen even sent makio to retrieve some medicine from shinobu. suma was so worried she fought back tears every now and then, while hina made sure you didn’t feel cold and gently caressed your hand.
having all the four of them around, taking care of you and your needs, hoping the temperature would get back to normal and that you would feel better soon, made you realise that they weren’t worried about you not working but about your health
suma begged on the verge of tears to sleep beside you, in case you needed something during the night
makio scolded you properly when you started feeling better, of course. “that was so dumb of you! working despite feeling so sick!”
hinatsuru cooked for you, and repeated frequently that warm food would help you feel better
tengen was worried about you and made you promise to not act like that again. “i don’t want you to overwork yourself and neglect your health.”
suma even hugged you once you recovered completely and cried because of happiness [i love her sm you have no idea 🥹]
they truly cared about you and you felt your chest warmer at the thought. you felt loved… and realised that maybe they weren’t keeping you around just for the sake of a clean house
▸ BEFORE LEAVING. reblog and comments are super appreciated. i need em in my life 😭😭😭 i hope it wasn’t too bad, i’m so happy i finally got to post something about tengen & his wives <33 thank you for reading all that, have a good day / night !!
Y/n: We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends. Mina: … Your what? Y/n: My friends. Kaminari: Are they saying “friends”? Kirishima: I think they're being sarcastic. Katsuki: No, no, no, this is delirium, they've cracked from being awake all night. Hey, Y/n! All of your friends are in this room.
Y/N: Hey, you wanna know a secret?
Slender: No.
Y/N: Okay.
Slender:
Slender: Do you smell smoke?
Y/N: The secret is that the house is on fire.
Floyd: so…
Floyd: how’s your life
Branch: Good, yours?
Floyd: Same
Floyd: we both lyin ain’t we
Branch: yes LOL
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