Day 4 of x Reader Week
Reference Found!!! Ant-Man and the Wasp Reference
The screenshot below is of the reference just in case you tried looking for it yourself and couldn't find it. The reference is the Truth Serum scene, arguably one of the BEST scenes in the MCU franchise, from Ant-Man and the Wasp.

“Bakugou I’m still recovering you can’t be so rough with me,” you playfully batted Bakugou’s hand away from you as he tried to pull you to him with hands upon your bandaged hips. The blonde has been so clingy ever since the Sport’s festival it was almost aggravating. How does he go from completely minimal contact to he can’t keep his hands off of you? Then again you did almost get electrocuted to death, reunited with a good friend from the past and just confirmed your status as Bakugou’s girlfriend in the hospital just a few days beforehand. At this point you couldn’t blame him for being so clingy. Until recovered, you’ll have to deal with his antics.

Bakugou thankfully held back, respecting your wishes and sat down upon the couch within your smaller home. He himself was sporting some injuries from the festival, not as bad as your own, but still bad to say the least. Flesh colored bandages hugged his cheeks and forearms. Weirdly enough you’ve noticed that Bakugou gets injured only when he’s protecting, fighting, or doing something for you in particular. You’ll make it up to him eventually, however being in his debt only made matters worse.

Your eyes wandered, glancing towards the open window. The only thing separating the outside world from the inside was the screen that had dime sized holes all about it’s face. Aizawa was sleeping all sprawled out in a hammock out on the back porch with one foot handing over the side. You set that up for him knowing how often he was outside and napping. Normally he’s outside whenever he’s mentoring, oh right, that’s something you should point out. “Hey um, Bakugou I might as well tell you now-”

“Shut up and get over here,” Bakugou interrupted you, dropping one hand within his lap. You knew he mean well and shrugged, walking over to the couch where the blonde pulled you from your feet to sit across his legs without even a word of approval.

“Why are you so damn clingy?” You huffed, only to bite your tongue. You didn’t mean to say that out loud, it just sort of popped out as if your body had no control at all.

“Cause,” Bakugou tuts with his devilish grimace taking front stage for a show. “I’ve been waiting months to ask your ass out, making up for lost time.”

“You could’ve asked me out whenever you liked,” you snickered. Then again you gained a crush on Bakugou the first week of school and he waited months to even think about asking you to be his. You’re patient you’ll give him that.

The blonde frowned. “As if I’m listening to Shitty Hair ever again,” Bakugou began himself a ramble but you cut him off with a daring kiss on the lips. As if you wanted to listen to more conflict. Bakugou had no objections, why would he? He took control of his position pulling your body closer to his own by your plush hips while you wrapped arms around his neck.

“What would Aizawa say if he saw you two right now?”

Bakugou broke the kiss immediately upon hearing that statement, “fuck you purple bastard!” nearly giving you a heart attack thanks to his sudden insult, Bakugou was seething with rage due to the interruption. Was it wrong that you’re glad whoever it was interrupted such a heated moment? All you wanted was a quick kiss, not an entire session. And so you lazily turned your head around in the direction of which the question originated. You found out that this particular person was Shinso Hitoshi, a regular, he was standing in the living room with a white towel hanging from his shoulders and his usual bed head of purple hair lied flat atop his head dampened from the shower he just took. “Wait wait, what the fuck?” Bakugou did a double take, he’s finally caught up with the moment. “Why the hell is purple bastard here?!”

“I was trying to tell you,” you huffed, clumsily getting to your feet after straddling your lover’s hips as well as resting a hand upon your hips with caution. “Aizawa is now mentoring Shinso, he’ll be here a lot more from now on.”

News to Bakugou, he didn’t approve of this new arrangement in the slightest. “Let’s see just how many kids that sleepy ass will take in,” Bakugou jumped to his feet and progressed for the front door of your home with a tremering stomp of his feet. He froze upon gripping the chipped brass doorknob. “I know I just got here but I’m not sharing a room with this bastard. I swear if he brainwashes me ever again I’ll blast his ass to the moon and back!!!” The front door open and slammed with a thundering echo that shook the entire home.

“Did I miss something?” You turned to an almost oblivious Shinso, lightly rubbing a towel to his hair of wavy lavender.

“I brainwashed him in the festival,” Shinso admits blatantly, glancing the other way. “Not to forget he’s aware that we’ve kissed before. Jealousy makes a monster out of everyone.”

“Can’t agree more,” you whistled. Bakugou’s clinginess must sprout from his overbearing jealousy.

“Which reminds me,” Shinso hummed. “Did our kiss help?” Why did he have to ask about that again? You needn’t be reminded.

Since the subject has been mentioned, Shinsou kissed you upon request in the sports festival. He felt indebted since you carried him to the finals as a team during the cavalry battle. Even though you wore the bandanas that held a number be it high or low while the rest of the team literally carried you to victory. You were the brains of the operation, telling them where exactly to go and which teams to avoid. Without you Shinso and his teammates wouldn’t stand a chance and you wanted to make Bakugou jealous enough to ask you to be his girlfriend. Why not play buddy buddy with your teammates? Becoming the girlfriend was achieved however now you have to face the consequences of your actions. “Bakugou is clingy as hell now because of it,” you crossed your arms with disapproval towards your own self of all things.

“Didn’t I tell you this would happen?” Shinso smirked, recalling that day as if it happened yesterday.

“Yeah,” you rolled your eyes. “Yeah you did.”

“I wish you luck,” Shinso bowed his head politely. You needed all the luck you could get.

“Are you seriously leaving so soon?” You couldn’t help but ask since Shinso was gathering his clothes into a grey duffle bag of training equipment he used with your father Aizawa in order to prepare for the obstacles he’ll need to surpass in order to make it into the hero course. Shinso comes over almost everyday of the week, train with Aizawa for an hour or two, once in a while he takes advantage of the shower and/or stays for dinner whenever offered, and then he’s gone without a trace. It wouldn’t hurt if you both got to know each other better. After all he’s training with your father, might as well get to know his daughter in the meantime.

“You want to stay for a change?” Shinso asked in return, hearing your almost desperate request and setting his bag off to the side of the front door. Sounds like he was longing for you to invite him to stay, was that his intention since day one?

“Please,” you grinned towards the boy. “I need some non-physical human interaction.”

Shinso held out his arms. “Might I say the same,” They’re riddled with bruises of black, brown and purples. It was no surprise that Aizawa’s training sessions were hardcore and back breaking. Shinso needs a break from physical pain and abuse while you’ve had enough physical intimacy to drown in it.

From that day on, Shinso took it upon himself to ask if extending his stay a few hours longer each and everyday was alright, in which to you it perfectly was. It took your mind off the many problems you face like the struggle to recover and return to school, the internships as well as your growing unhappiness with just about everything. It was like the roller coaster kept rolling downhill and never made an effort to incline.

“Your relationship with Bakugou is toxic,” Shinso spoke up out of the blue, he’s tired of seeing you wear forced smiles and relying so heavily for others to cheer you up. You couldn’t even enjoy the movie you had thrown in to enjoy, one of your favorites too, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to enjoy it. “It’s clear you’re unhappy with him. Do I need to step in (Y/n)?” What was the point in asking? You know Shinso will step in whether you want him to or not. He does whatever he feels is right despite his cold and uninviting exterior.

“I miss the old Bakugou…” You sighed, hugging your knees to your chest. “What happened to the Bakugou that used to compliment and cheer me on? Now it’s completely physical…” Your lip trembled as you began to cry into your bare knees. Oh yeah Shinso was aware of such of your situation. He’d listen to your father and how he’s trying to come up with ways to cheer you up and how close Bakugou was to getting a boot up his ass. You’re not you anymore, and Shinso needs the sweet, inviting, heroic (Y/n) again. The only downside to this is that Bakugou is one of your only friends besides Shinso himself. If you execute this break up, you may lose an entire friendship as well.

“You need to break off the relationship. It’s unhealthy and I need you back (Y/n). If you need help, I’m here for you.” Shinso instructed as he shuffled over to sit beside you on the couch. He hesitated whether to attempt to embrace you or not. This sour attitude of yours was the spawn of  unwanted physical attention in the first place,. An act of kindness such as a hug may be put the wrong way and injure you even further.

“I’ve fallen out of love with Bakugou and it breaks my heart!” You wept even harder. Your body shook as hiccups moved in throwing your entire body off balance.

“He’s one of your only friends… I’m sure it’s hard,” Shinso sighed, finally gathering the courage to rest his hand upon your own. “Keep in mind I’m your friend too and here if you need it-”

“Please help me!” You reacted by holding his pale calloused hand tightly. “I’m tired of being upset please brainwash me or something take away the pain.”

“My quirk doesn’t work like that,” Shinso snatched his own hand from you. “Shape up and quick. A real hero wouldn't react to a lost relationship like this, get the courage and end it. I know the girl I look up to wouldn't be this pathetic…”

“You look up to me?” You hiccupped, chest heaving with the sudden loss of breath.

“I always have,” the boy of purple hair admits all so willingly. “You've been put through adoption, nearly died multiple times and yet you're gonna let a boy get to you… I'm starting to rethink my decision.”

“N-No you're right,” everything had to get spelled out for you in order to get this realization through your head. “I'm getting too worked up over Bakugou.” Overworked indeed, you should’ve listened to Shinso long before this got as bad as it did.

“It only took weeks for you to figure that out?”

“Don't mock me…” You sniffled, crying away your tears with the back of your hand. “I'm already ashamed that I wasted so much time crying about him,” not like your world is gonna end. Just move on. There’s plenty of fish in the sea.

“You should be,” and there he goes trying to make sure that you don't forget anything.

“I know-” suddenly, there was this distance created between your mind and body as you sat in the nosebleed section of your mind before your dear friend as his gaze remained fixed on your own.

“My apologies for using my quirk but I need a question out of you (Y/n),” Shinsou reached out, caressing his thumb across your cheek to dry up what tears you neglected to take away as they took away from your pretty face. “You like me don't you (Y/n)? I've taken notice a little while before.”

I don't like you Shinso… Not this way.

“Yes,” your husk of a body answered instead.

What!? No no why am I lying!? No, No, No!!!

“I release you (Y/n),” and you came back to reality. Body racked with a bitter cold, causing you to shiver and embrace yourself. The only warmth that remained fixed was your cheeks, turning shapes of red not yet identified. “Were you aware of what was going on? If so that's impressive,” the Male has only ever met one other foe who could overpower the effects of his quirk and you managed to do it. Not physically but you retained memory from within the brainwashing parasite on the mind.

“Yeah well now you're aware that I like you, you don't seem phased,” you retaliate much to your dismay. How could he brainwash you for such a selfish reasoning alone? To know if you were crushing on him? Pathetic...

“I was trying to make sure you can easily move on from Bakugou,” Shinso reassured.

“Yeah right,” you giggled into the palm of your hand, as if you could stay mad at him. “You were trying to break us up so that I'd come crawling to you.”

“If we're gonna get technical I waited till after you made the final decision to even bother. I'd never intentionally end a relationship unless it'd benefit another-”

“I need your truth serum,” you rested your head within your hands wearing an amused smile.

“Truth serum?” Shinso leaned forward, cocking a brow with confusion.

“Yeah, your quirk,” you ruffled his hair. “It’s a truth serum.”

“It’s not truth serum,” the boy pinched his nose wondering what he just got himself into.

“You ask me a question and I have no choice but to say the truth… Truth serum.”

“My quirk takes over your mind and body, and technically it doesn't make you say the truth, it makes you more suggestible and responsive to say the truth since you're technically still in some control-”

“Yeah, truth serum,” you giggled.

“Why!?” Shinso growled. This is what he asked for...