Various X Reader One-Shots

"You don't have to be me to be you (2)"

Sure! Momo is really amazing and smart and kind and has a 'better body' than I do, I get that already! Stop repeating things I already know! I thought I told you already, I am NOT Momo! So don't expect me to be another her!!" You scream at them with your nose flaring.

Without a word, you slammed the door open only to come face to face with her.

Upon sight of you, she blinked in shock. "(Y/N)?" She questions before noticing how glossy your eyes are. You didn't even dare wait for her to add insult to injury, cause you know she heard you for sure.

"Leave me alone!" You yell at her before disappearing down the hall. And again all Momo could do was frown, her feet glued to the ground and her tongue-tied so tight.

The day passed everything went on smoothly but the only thing that isn't, was your relationship with your sister, making Momo even sadder.

Now, morning came and she has not seen you since. Actually, she hasn't even heard from you since the day you ran off. Avoiding her was your number one specialty, it was the only thing you can do without fail.

Sad that it couldn't help you seem better than your sister.

With a worried look, she stood at your door unsure if she should approach you now since normally it'd take you a week for you to get over your anger and it's only been 2 days but she couldn't diminish the urge to go to you.

The vivid memory of your glossy eyes stuck to her like glue, running through her brain like a race car on steroids around the clock. Yes, she heard everything, but she really couldn't leave you alone after something like that.

She felt hurt. And not for the words that left your thin (s/c) lips but the fact you couldn't be yourself as her sister.

Ever since you came to this world, never had she been more attached to anyone than you. How your identical, original, hair bounce at every skip you took to her direction and how your eyes glistened as she made pretty little pins for you with her quirk.

That little smile in your eyes and soft grin on your lips was all she could ask for.

And when Momo was first attacked by the villains, the first one who greeted her at home was you. You seemed to be sitting in one of the armchairs in the entrance hall, eyes fixated on Momo, with worry etched on your expression.

The girl couldn't help but melt in happiness at the pure concern you held for her.

But now with the secrets spilled and newfound strength she marched down the clean tiled halls and stood at the closed wooden frame. 'Should I do this?' Momo worriedly thought before she swallowed hard.

"(Y/N)?" She called knocking on your door.

But there was no reply. Momo tries to knock one more time, but again there was no reply. 'Alright, please forgive me for the intrusion, (Y/N)!' Mom turned the knob only to realize... it was locked!

'I guess I really do have no choice...' unbeknownst to you, Momo had unintentionally memorized the shape of your room key one time when she was looking for the key to her locked room. In no time, she created a replica in the palm of her hand.

Her hairs stood on end as she inserted the piece of metal through its designated keyhole. She twisted the knob and just like that, the door opened.