Chapter Three; Thank you, Ms Romanoff.

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"I didn't know you, uh, swung that way."

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The first two weeks of school were awesome.

Y/n had gotten to introduce her quirk to her classmates in a really cool way on the first day, and everyone was super impressed. She even made friends with Mina and Jirou, who Momo also seemed to really like.

She found out that the green-haired boy she had passed during the entrance exam was named Izuku Midoryia, but everyone called him Deku.

Well, Kaskui Bakugo, the angry blonde one who had pushed her before the exam, called him Deku, and it just kind of stuck.

Deku was super friendly once you got to know him, and he had ended up asking her a few questions about her quirk as they had started to clean the classroom, which she answered to the best of her ability.

"Can you make ice sculptures, or can you only freeze already made objects?"

"I've honestly never tried to make just sculptures. So... maybe? I'm not sure."

"How come you wear those gloves? Do you have complete control over your quirk?"

"I wear the gloves for an extra layer of protection for other people. Even if I have gloves on, if I get to angry or flustered I could lose control of my powers and freeze someone. And, yes, I have a lot of control over my quirk. It just helps to have the gloves."

"Have you ever frozen anyone? On purpose or as an accident."

"Multiple times on both ends. Mostly to keep them from bullying me or other kids, though. Self-defense. You know. It takes a lot more effort to produce ice to cover living things, though."

"Thanks for taking the time to answer my questions," Deku said brightly, putting his notebook away. "Usually people don't just let me question them."

"It's chill." Y/n said with a shrug.

"I have one last question, actually. What's your quirk name?"

"... Icy Hands." Y/n muttered. "I came up with it when I was little."

"Cool! That's a perfect name for it." Deku said with a chuckle. "I can definitely see you becoming a pro. Well, see you tomorrow!"

"Bye, Deku." Y/n called over her shoulder as she exited the classroom. She felt a hand slip into hers and smiled. "Hey, Momo."

"Y/n, school has been so fun!" Momo squealed. "Can I come over to your house, please? My parents aren't going to be home tonight and I don't wanna be alone," she pouted.

"Momo," Y/n laughed. "Do you really like coming over to my house that much?"

"Yes," Momo pouted. "I do like going to your house, because you're there."

"I could always go to your house." She teased, poking Momo in the ribs. "I think you just like being at my house because you don't like being at your house."

"Maybe." Momo mumbled. "Please can I come over?"

God, she's beautiful.

"Fine." Y/n huffed, rolling her eyes. "But only if I get cuddles."

"Ooh, can Mina and Jiruo come, too?" Momo stopped for a second. "Of course you're getting cuddles, who do you think I am, N/n?"

Y/n stuck her tongue out playfully, smiling. "Yeah, Mina and Jiruo can come too."

"Thank you Y/n!" Momo cheered, grinning and clapping her hands.

Oh, Y/n almost kissed her right then and there.

Momo gave Y/n a friendly peck on the cheek before rushing off. "Meet you at your house! I'll get Mina and Jiruo! See you in an hour!"

"See you," Y/n called, voice breaking as she watched Momo go, putting a hand on the spot Momo had kissed.

She doesn't feel that way. That was platonic. Don't think about it. She thought, shaking her head as she climbed on the bus into the city.

But what if she does like you? That would be so nice. A little voice in her head whispered hopefully as she opened the door to her house, going to the cupboard a pulling out a bag of uncooked boba pearls, setting them on the counter and preparing the water to boil.

After about an hour, Y/n finished making the milk tea, and there was a knock on her door.

She opened it, smiling at her friends. "Hey, ladies, come on in! I made boba tea, it's in the kitchen on the counter."

Mina crushed her in a hug, practically squeezing the air out of her. "Y/n!~" she squealed. "You're so nice!" She let go, taking her shoes off and going to get her boba tea off the counter.

Jiruo smiled and nodded, initiating their secret handshake. Y/n laughed as the handshake ended before pulling her into a hug.

Jiruo walked inside to join Mina, and Momo and Y/n were left standing at the door.

"Hi."

"Hi." Momo chirped, waving slightly. "Do I get a hug?"

"Of course." Y/n said softly, opening her arms as Momo leaned forward and picked her up, both of them smiling.

Momo set Y/n down and leaned down to take her shoes off, before entering the house fully.

"Ooo, Y/n, do you have any movies?" Mina called as Y/n entered the kitchen with Momo beside her.

"Yeah, we have some from America in my room... hold on. Momo, wanna help me pick one out?"

"Yes!" Momo said happily, setting her milk tea down on the counter. "Mina, if you drink my boba, I'm gonna kill you!" She called over her shoulder.

"I wasn't going to... alright, I was totally going to." Mina grumbled. Momo just laughed, and Y/n smiled, leading the tall, brown-haired girl to her room.

"We have some animated ones, like Oliver and Company, or The Great Mouse Detective... oh, or I have some Marvel movies! I have all three Iron Man movies, all three Captain America movies, and I have the first couple of Avengers movies. Oh! And I have Captain Marvel."

"Whatever you want to watch is fine, N/n." Momo mumbled, crouching down next to her friend. "Ooh, she's pretty." Momo cooed, pointing at Natasha Romanoff, or the Black Widow. "If she asked me to marry her I would not complain."

"I didn't know you, uh, swung that way." Y/n coughed.

"No, yeah, I'm bi." Momo said cooly, taking the first Avenger's from Y/n's hands.

"I'm (Your Sexuality)."

"That's super cool!" Momo gushed, grinning. "Ooh, Can we watch this one?"

"Sure. Natasha's my favorite, too. C'mon." After putting all the non-chosen movies back into her night stand, Y/n turned to find herself face-to-face with Momo.

"Mwah." Momo whispered, kissing Y/n's nose. "Let's go watch this movie!"

Y/n, slightly dazed, followed Momo out of the room. "We're watching Avengers!" Momo cried, sitting down on the couch.

Y/n put the movie in before sitting next to Momo and snuggled into her side, sighing in content.

Thank you, Ms Romanoff.

Now I'm sure that I have a chance with her.

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