Here's a oneshot dedicated  to best girl, since she's underrated. In this oneshot headphones will be needed to understand the story, please listen to the song at the indicated time. I hope you enjoy~ also my apologies if I misspelled her name, I never knew if it was "Jiro" or "Jirou" but "Jirou" sounds better to me.
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"Wow Jirou! You're amazing." (Y/N) cheered as she clapped her hands.

It was your normal day in UA, (Y/N) was in Jirou's dorm with the girl , listening to her play the guitar. (Y/N) sat on the floor as the purple haired girl sat in front of her strumming the instrument. Jirou seemed focused on what she was doing as she then snapped up to meet her gaze with (Y/N)'s.

"Thank you (Y/N) .. I'm nervous as you can see" She sighed and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

The main reason (Y/N) was in Jirou's dorm, instead of studying for their busy week as expected, was because Jirou was going to participate in an open mic hosted by her parents, wich were both musicians just like the girl. (Y/N) wanted to support her friend, so she would visit her dormitory as often as she could, to listen to the girls unique voice.

"Bullshit, you'll do amazing as always" (Y/N) replied, placing a hand on the girls shoulder. (Y/N) knew deep in her heart how talented Jirou was, since (Y/N) had been always there since the beginning. Kaminari and (Y/N) would always support the girl on her natural talents and push her forward on her passions aside from being a hero. Jirou had finally gathered up the courage to take a place in her parents annual event and showcase her talent.

But there was something else Jirou had gathered up the courage to do.

Something (Y/N) wasn't aware of.

Something that was idiotic and would possibly change their relationship for life. Jirou had romantic feelings for (Y/N) for as long as she could remember, and she was very bad at hiding this. Thankfully , (Y/N) was as dense as possibly 99.5 percent of oneshot protagonists. So bad at hiding this fact, that the explosive blond of the class had nicknamed her "Disaster lesbian".

Jirou rested her cheek on the instrument as she gazed up at (Y/N) , her deep purple eyes getting lost in the girl for a moment.

"I don't know (Y/N)... I'm afraid I'll mess up" She grumbled to herself as she brushed her thumb on the instrument with care.

"Tch.. don't think about it. I believe in you." (Y/N) proclaimed before throwing herself on Jirou for a tight hug.

Jirou blushed and laughed softly, wrapping her arms around (Y/N) to respond to the hug. A warm sensation spread on her chest, this sensation was always common when she was with (Y/N). That happiness that bloomed inside of her and could comfort her during even the most brutal of storms.

When (Y/N) pulled away, she raised her fist at the girl for them to do their iconic handshake wich the girls had shared ever since they met.

"You got this" (Y/N) then winked at Jirou, her cheeks a light pink tint. (Y/N) also had been holding romantic feelings for the headphone jack hero for some time, but she was much better at hiding these than Jirou.

"I got this.." Jirou reassured herself before laying down on her bed , looking up at the ceiling. Her thoughts travelled to her performance and plans.. then to (Y/N)'s comforting words and undying support.

"Thank you.. (Y/N)"

"I love you so much" She thought to herself.

The rest of the evening went on as usual, the girls goofed off and had their fun. Eventually, (Y/N) left the dorm to go back to her own, leaving the girl with nothing but her own thoughts.

...
3 days after

The big day had arrived, (Y/N) had spoken the class to attend the open mic to support Jirou as well, being the loving friend she was.

"I can't wait! I've been wanting to hear her sing for ages" Kaminari brightly mentioned as he approached (Y/N) with a smile.

"Me neither, I bet Jirou is very talented" Kirishima piped into the conversation , approaching the small group that had gathered outside of the gates.

"If this turns out being a fucking waste of my time someone is going to end up hurt." Bakugou gritted his teeth with a growl, he was secretly curious about her performance as well, but wouldn't be caught dead admitting it.

Mina ran up to the group accompanied by Hagakure and Uraraka. Yaoyurozu and Asui trailing behind them "Were here!" Mina cried out as she rested her hands on her knees, panting.

"I apologize if we're late (Y/N)" Yaoyurozu bowed in apology.

"No , no, you're just on time!" (Y/N) mentioned. "We were just getting ready to head out now" she mentioned cheerfully , (Y/N) was excited for the coming evening, finally being able to see her best friend up in the stage, getting the recognition she always deserved.

As the rest of the class members arrived at the gate, they all followed (Y/N) to the train station, to then head to the location where the event would be held. The trip was rather fun, with Kaminari making his usual dumb jokes ,to Midoryia and Iida giving inspiring speeches about supporting each other and whatnot.

Once they arrived , (Y/N) hopped down and ran towards the establishment the event would be held at. It was quite big , and gave off a welcoming aura despite it's size. (Y/N) looked around in awe. "Woah.. it's much bigger than Jirou made it out to be" . (Y/N) now understood why she was so nervous , this place was filled with many people from different places, all with open eyes and ears to judge her.

The rest of the class stood around in awe as well, taking a look around at the big establishment.

"Jirou mentioned she reserved us seats!" (Y/N) called out to the rest as she began looking for their places. "Ah, here it is" (Y/N) mumbled as she found the row with Jirou's family name written on it , meaning they had saved the special front seats for the 25 students.

The students sat down with (Y/N) , looking up at the dimly lit stage to wait for the event to begin.

Jirou was in the backstage holding her acoustic guitar as if her life depended on it. She felt her heart pounding in her chest as she paced around the small room. "Deep breaths, deep breaths. You're doing this for (Y/N)" Jirou told herself meanwhile deeply inhaling to then exhaling.

As the event began, and the introduction and the opening  acts got up on stage, she felt the pounding in her ears, knowing it was soon to be her turn. Images and memories of (Y/N) flashed through her mind as a comfort mechanism. Her smile, her voice , her attitude, the way she moved, the way she acted, even on her bad days, (Y/N) was amazing, and one of the best things Jirou could ask for. Sure , (Y/N) wasn't perfect by any means, but she was everything Jirou needed.

As her turn arrived, the purple haired female took a deep breath and walked up onto the stage, deafening cheers quickly coming from a particular side of the audience, leading to (Y/N) and most of class 1-A. "My friends are amazing..well.. here goes nothing." Jirou headed to the microphone, her purple locks were styled loosely, and she was wearing a knee length dark purple dress with rinestones in selected places that accentuated against the lights.

"Good evening everyone, and thank you for coming to tonight's event" Jirou stood straight and spoke into the microphone. She could feel her hands trembling as she fixed the microphone for her height to then fix her acoustic guitar, which was a light beige with umber colored accents. It was beautiful, just like her.

(Y/N) sat on the edge of her seat , taking out her phone to record the special moment of her friend that would go down in their memories forever.

"Today I will be performing a song for a very special person in my life" Jirou spoke , her tone lightly wavering into the microphone from her nerves. "A special person that has taught me to love myself as much as I love others, a special someone that has been with me since day 1, a special person who has laughed and cried with me, and most importantly a special person whom I love.. (Y/N) (L/N), this is for you"

(Author note: play the song in the beginning of the story now please)

The purple haired female began strumming her guitar softly, creating a tender melody.

(Y/N)'s eyes widened , this wasn't the song she had seen Jirou practice over and over again. Confusion ran in her thoughts as she pushed it aside to listen to what her best friend had now to say.

"Merrily we fall
Out of line, out of line
I'd fall anywhere with you
I'm by your side
Swinging in the rain
Humming melodies
We're not going anywhere until we freeze"
Jirou softly sang into the microphone as she strummed the instrument , her gaze moving from the people listening to (Y/N). It was only her in the girls mind at the moment. She forgot about the people, about the class, about everyone, about her nerves, and began pouring out her thoughts into the words that escaped her lips in the stage.

"I'm not afraid, anymore
I'm not afraid

Forever is a long time
But I wouldn't mind spending it by your side."
It was true, she wasn't afraid anymore. She wasn't afraid of loving (Y/N) the right way, she wasn't afraid of admitting her romantic feelings, she felt all this fear and sorrow and panic drain out from her mind , honesty was all in her heart at the moment. And the truth she was finally setting free made her feel free.

(Author note 2: finish listening to the song and then keep reading)

"Tell me everyday I get to wake up to that smile
I wouldn't mind it at all
I wouldn't mind it at all.."
Jirou ended her performance with a soft strum, a small sob getting stuck in her throat from all the feelings she just let out. She silently waited for the audience reaction, and tried reading (Y/N)'s expression.

The audience quickly burst into nothing but applause and cheer for the girl and for her beautiful voice, drowning her in praise.

But none of that mattered.
(Y/N) remained frozen in her seat as the students looked at her. She couldn't believe what was happening, she couldn't believe that her feelings were being answered, a small tear rolled down her cheek as she began softly laughing, only to keep laughing as she covered her cheeks, her heart felt overwhelmed by joy and relief, relief at the fact she could finally be free to love the girl properly.

Jirou walked off the stage so the next performer could go up, she put down her acoustic guitar as she breathed in relief. "I did it.." She thought to herself before looking up to find (Y/N) walking towards her with a blank expression. Was she upset? Jirou could only imagine the worst as she also approached (Y/N).

"(Y/N) I'm so" - Jirou froze as she was quickly cut off by (Y/N) grabbing her by the waist and pulling her in into a soft kiss.

(Y/N) closed her eyes and placed her hand on Jirou's cheek, before stroking it lovingly. She let the loving kiss last for a couple of seconds before pulling away softly, looking into her deep purple eyes.

"I love you too Kyouka"

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OH MY GOD THAT WAS EVEN LONGER THAN MY FIRST, I never expected this to be so long.

This scenario has been on my mind for so long.
If you actually read through all that bad writing I'm so shocked I can't- thank you so much.
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