More for Femslash Week 2018! I think this is the most consistent I've ever been in terms of writing.

Prompt 4: Moonlight

Disclaimer: I don't own My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia


There had been a lot to process over the past few weeks, almost too much for Momo to handle.

The training camp had begun and subsequently ended shortly afterwards due to a villain invasion, in which both classes 1-A and 1-B fought with their lives on the line. Despite this, the injuries to the students were numerous, particularly Midoriya, whose arms looked like they'd detonated, and it had ended in a complete failure for the students as their classmate, Bakugou, had been kidnapped by the League of Villains.

The subsequent rescue attempt by Momo and her classmates wasn't necessarily the smartest decision she'd ever made, but she knew that if she didn't accompany them, they would most likely be…

Well, she didn't want to think about that. She had enough nightmares about the being known as "All for One" as it was.

She'd understood why, as a result of recent events including the retirement of All Might, UA had chosen to convert itself into a boarding school, providing accommodation for its students on campus. It was a safety measure, a way to ensure that the students wouldn't be ambushed by the increased number of villains since the downfall of the Symbol of Peace.

Momo was simply grateful her parents accepted this scenario as well as they had, most likely discerning that this was indeed the best way of ensuring that the children would be in safe hands. And given UA's somewhat ridiculous security measures, there wouldn't be much doubt that the staff at the school would do everything in their power to assure that villains wouldn't be able to lay a hand on the heroes in training.

That had been a week ago, now that everyone had moved into the dorms, known as Alliance Heights. It had everything the up and coming trainees could ask for – space, heat, light and privacy. Additionally, it allowed the students to bond as a class, given that they would be spending literally every moment of each day around one another.

Yet despite this, and how fantastic an opportunity it would be to get along with some of her classmates whom she'd barely spoken to in the past, Momo still found herself preoccupied with the thoughts of the rescue attempt that she'd partaken in. Sitting in the common room of the dorms, she looked out the window, allowing the gentle silver light of the moon to bathe her, desperately trying to distract herself from the horrific images she'd just witnessed in her dreams.

Pulling her legs up to her chest, she encircled her arms around them, hugging herself in a vain attempt to comfort herself. Rocking slightly, she forced herself to keep her eyes open, afraid that she would be forced to visualise such a gruesome sight once again if they were to close. Whilst the rescue operation had gone off without a hitch, and without any of them even being injured in the first place, that didn't stop the horrible thought of death that swarmed through the minds of their rescue party at the mere presence of the leader of the League of Villains. The power that he commanded could be felt thick in the very air around him, ingraining fear in their hearts.

It had felt like he could've destroyed the very Earth itself with a mere flick of his wrist.

As Momo was so immersed in her thoughts that she didn't hear the sound of someone approaching her from behind.

"Momo?" A familiar voice rang out gently, trying not to scare the girl in question. Despite this, the Creation Quirk user still jumped in surprise, her head whirling around as fast as possible to see who was up at this hour. As her eyes were used to the light given off of the celestial body, it took a moment for her to recognise the person, but she shouldn't really have expected anybody else in this scenario.

"Kyoka…" She muttered, wiping the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes. "What are you doing up at this hour?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Kyoka said, sitting down next to her best friend, gently holding onto her hand as she rubbed soothing circles into her palm with her thumb. Momo smiled slightly at this. She'd known this girl for a few months at this point and yet she already knew when something was bothering Momo and how to act on it. Sighing softly, she felt herself relax, leaning lightly on her best friend.

They remained there, soaked in the soft light being emitted by the moon, for several moments, enjoying both the silence and each other's company. Glancing over at her tall friend, Kyoka took in the sight of her friend. Aside from the fact that she was clearly tormenting over something, Kyoka couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. Her hair lay loosely over her shoulders, giving her a completely different look to how she normally was with her ponytail. Looking at her in this state, Kyoka couldn't help but notice the similarities between her and her mother.

Her most attractive feature, to Kyoka, was definitely her onyx irises. She loved how deep and dark they were, finding herself lost in them whenever the two of them locked eyes for a moment, much to her embarrassment.

"So…" Kyoka started, trying to distract herself from her gorgeous classmate and the pounding of her heart against her ribcage. "…wanna talk about it?" Feeling her tense up somewhat, Kyoka remained silent as she awaited an answer. "Y-you don't have to t-talk if you don't wanna…"

"N-no, it's fine…" Momo replied, lowering her legs down and resting her hand on her thighs. "I just… keep having these horrible dreams about…" She trailed off, hoping her best friend would understand.

"…how long have you been suffering through these?" Kyoka asked uncertainly, worried for her friend's mental state.

"A f-few weeks…" She admitted, her eyes lowered as a single tear fell from her eye. "E-ever since the r-rescue mission…"

Despite Kyoka wanting to object to her friend for not telling her sooner, she could tell the last thing she needed was a lecture on that sort of thing. Instead, she simply twisted around slightly, wrapping her arms around Momo's shoulders as she pulled her in, enveloping her in a hug.

"K-Kyoka!" Momo squeaked, not anticipating this level of skinship between them considering how little time they'd known each other for.

"Just… relax…" Kyoka said, stifling a yawn. "I'm here for you, so don't worry about it…"

"A-alright…" Momo responded, wrapping her own arms around her friend, trying her best to ignore the rush of heat that was coming to her face as a result of being in such close contact with her crush. "T-thanks…"

"No prob." Kyoka said, yawning as she nuzzled slightly into Momo's shoulder, getting comfortable. She normally wouldn't be this affectionate, but in her tired state, she simply wanted to assist her friend in getting to sleep.

Soon afterwards, Kyoka heard the soft sound of Momo's breathing, indicating that she had drifted off to sleep, leaving the punk girl alone in the waking world.

Still holding Momo, Kyoka felt her face flush somewhat as she looked down her back aimlessly.

"Damn it…" She muttered, her eyes closing as she too began to fall asleep, "I guess I do have a crush…"


And it's done! On a roll lately!

Next prompt is "Kiss/affection", get ready for that. I'd offer a hint but that would give away my ideas!

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