By the third evening of your work study internship, you think you've got a pretty decent handle on this whole Hero thing.
It's really not too difficult. Get to know the locals, and they'll happily (or grumpily) tell you all about the problems in the area. Simply patrolling down the streets in your flashy costume does a lot to deter wayward criminals. But if anyone dares to cause harm or spread fear, then you are there in a burst of steam and smoke and power to stop them.
"Smile~!" You coo as you snap a selfie with the dazed criminal you just apprehended. He doesn't cooperate. You kick him in the stomach and snarl through gritted teeth, "I said smile, bitch." He whimpers in pain and weakly grins, showing his bloody mouth and missing teeth that you'd knocked out. You beam. "Much better!"
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You snicker at the class's antics just as an officer approaches to cart the criminal off to jail. Not too shabby! Although to be fair, this guy's dazzling light quirk was pretty easy to counter once you closed your eyes. You wonder what it would be like to take down a real villain, not just petty thugs and sickos who got handsy with underage teens. At least you could put the paws on most of these clowns without feeling any remorse; it was an effective stress reliever.
Midnight exchanges some final words with the police officer before coming to congratulate you. Your cheeks warm as she pulls you into her chest for a hug. She gets a phone call and steps a few feet away to answer. You don't mean to be rude and eavesdrop, but the woman does nothing whatsoever to lower her voice.
"Oh yeah?" Midnight grunts before laughing cynically. "It's always Queen this and Goddess that when you want somethingā¦ No, see that's what's wrong with you men these daysā¦ Dammit! Why can't you just sit there, shut up, and get fucked like your daddy used to?" She ends the call and smirks at your slack jawed expression.
" Please , Midnight," you fall to your knees and beg sincerely with your hands clasped together, "teach me your ways."
She only laughs. "It takes time to get like me, but if you pay attention this week I'm sure you'll pick up a thing or two." She winks and flashes a double peace sign, so you already know it's about to be some bull. "Listen I've got some business to take care of so why don't you take off for the night?"
You snort. Sure, business. The Pro Heroine is definitely about to go get laid. As she should! Damn, Midnight is really the epitome of grown and sexy~ God, you don't know if you want to be her or be inside of her.
Both!! Is both an option?!
Your phone buzzes with a text from Midoriya just then. There's a small flutter in your tummy at the notification, but when you open the message it's just a location. You watch the bright little screen for a follow up text, a caption, or an explanation, but nothing else comes through. The butterflies in your belly transform into a sinking pit of unease as an ominous feeling washes over you. Izuku texts the same way that he speaks; either rambling with excitement or short and sweet. Not even an emoji? This is unusual.
When you check the map, the location he sent is some random alleyway in Hosu City. This only makes you even more concerned. Nothing good ever happens in an alleyway. You recall the first time that you met, only a few months back yet it feels like a lifetime agoā¦ when fate pulled the red strings to intertwine your lives, when the Sludge Villain almost killed the young man who later grew to be one of your closest companions.
You look at the pinned location as your mind races. It's not too far from here. If you use your quirk, you can probably get there in under ten minutes. But you still don't have your Provisional Hero Licenseā¦ it would technically be against the law for you to use your quirk without Midnight or another Pro Hero present.
On the other hand Izuku could be in trouble, in mortal danger and in need of your help. Who knows how long it would take for you to get there by train, and if your intuition is correct (which, for once, you hope it isn't!) then you might arrive too late. If something happened to him, and you just stood by when it could've been preventedā¦ how could you live with the guilt of another innocent life weighing on your conscience?
"Ya hear me?" Midnight asks before scoffing. "You kids and your damn phones. Look, you're off the hook for tonight."
"Y-Yeah, okay," you reply distantly. "See you tomorrow, Midnight." Then you blink. Should you tell her? But what's to tell other than you have a horrible gut feeling?
What if it's nothing?
What if it isn't?
The Pro Heroine raises her brow at you before shrugging. It isn't her fault that she can't smell fear like you can. "Remember to leave your suit at my agency. Shouldn't be walking around like that by yourself."
You hum noncommittally as you watch her go before ducking off down a side street. It's much quieter here.
You close your eyes and concentrate, bending down low into a squat, fingertips brushing the concrete. You focus your power in your legs, summoning that warm airy energy from Midoriya's dream. A small crater dents the ground beneath you when you push up. Pale steam rises from your thighs as you launch high into the air. For a moment you're completely weightless in a state of free fall, looking out at the neon city all around. It's a beautiful scene.
Landing is a little trickier, and you stumble onto the nearby rooftop haphazardly, rolling to your feet. Damn boots! But it's easier the second time, and even more so the third time until you're bounding from rooftop to rooftop seamlessly, leaving a trail of white smoke like a leaping comet.
Just hang on for a little bit longer Izuku!
***
Fires rage as hordes of Nomu rampage throughout Hosu City. The Number Two Pro Hero Endeavor is on the main scene, but there are other sinister forces working in the shadows this night. In a dark and dingy alley, two UA students and a Pro Hero are in a lethal situation.
Iida lies prone on the ground in a small puddle of his own blood, completely immobilized. The Pro Hero Native is losing consciousness while slowly bleeding out. And even though he managed to land a Detroit Smash on this Hero Killer Stain, Izuku suddenly can't move his body either. Stain licks the last of the young man's blood dripping from his shiny katana. Midoriya realizes then it is blood that allows Stain to activate his quirk.
Stain, impressed with his heroic actions protecting Iida, decides to spare Izuku, saying that there is worth in keeping him alive. The villain then prepares to kill both his friend Tenya and the Pro Hero Native since they, according to Stain, "have no worth". The same words that have been used against quirkless Midoriya all his life, the very justification for his bullying and constant mistreatment.
Izuku yells defiantly at Stain to stop as the villain stalks towards the fallen Heroes but to no avail. He tries to will his body to move, to get up, to do something!
Their collective fear is so potent, like a pocket of tempting poison. Once the navigation app leads you close enough, your twitching nose guides you to the scene, drawn like a moth to a flame.
You leap down from the rooftop in a streak of purple Kevlar and gray mist. The villain dodges your attack at the last possible moment, darting aside nimbly. The concrete where you'd just struck down is caved in. You take note of the katana and dagger he wields, shaking the rubble from your fist and adopting your defensive stance as smoke rolls off your form.
Behind you, Izuku cries your name (not even your Hero name wtf? respect the suit!), but he doesn't sound happy or relieved to see youā in fact he sounds utterly horrified. See, Midoriya had never meant to send you this location in the first place, it was all just a big mistake! In his haste to message Shoto, amidst the fires and the chaos, his phone sent it to you because you were the last person he'd contacted. To think that sharing a silly meme earlier would lead to this unfortunate circumstance..!
Izuku had hoped that you'd still be busy with your internship or, for once actually wishing that you'd just ignore him. But you didn't. You came running, and now you were in the vicinity of a cold blooded killer. And his damn body still won't move!!
"Please, you have to run away!" Izuku pleads. "That man, h-he kills Heroes!"
The heady scent of his fear is enough to make your head spin. It brings an easy, almost too gleeful grin to your face, and a bright twinkle to your eyes. "A Hero Killer huh?" You and the villain slowly circle each other. "Ooh scary~!"
"This isn't a game!" Iida shouts at you. "Get out of here while you still can!"
"You should listen to your little friends," Stain hisses, flicking his unnaturally long tongue. "I hate having to kill women."
That makes your smile twist into a frown. How many women, just how many lights has this bastard snuffed out? "Then let me help make sure you never do it again."
Your eyes barely register Stain's rapid surge forward. His blades gleam in the moonlight as he slashes and strikes through your smoke. You twirl around him, redirecting his wrists and narrowly dodging his attacks. He's so fast! A real ninja!
"Don't let him cut you!" Izuku calls out. Not like you were planning on it, but maybe that's why everyone is on the ground? Maybe there's a nerve toxin on the blades?
There's a distinct shink! of a blade cutting through the night before the two of you pull apart. You and the villain stare at each other, breathing heavily before a small tuft of your hair falls to the ground. Stain growls in frustration; that strike should've sliced your pretty little head clean off. How did you manage to dodge? His rage is nothing compared to your own.
"I don't blame you for wanting to kill Iidaā hell, we all get like that sometimes." Your voice is low yet dangerously calm amidst the dark clouds of smoke. "But cutting my hair? Your villainy has gone too far!"
"WHAT?" Tenya cries.
Power thrums through your body as you go on the offensive. But you can't be reckless. This isn't the Sports Fest arena, where Cementoss was just waiting nearby to use his handy dandy quirk to repair whatever you destroy. This is a real city, where real people work and reside. You have to be careful and precise. Rather than strength, you rely on speed, moving in quick bursts of steam just to keep pace with Stain.
It takes a lot of focus to hold back, especially considering the impressive close combat skills of your opponent. And the fact that he's insistent on making idle chit chat while he tries to skewer you.
"Just another selfish, superficial Hero in a slutty little costume," Stain spits.
"It's called serving cunt!! " You land a kick to his rib cage just as his katana grazes your shoulder. Izuku screams bloody murder, but it's only a scratch.
Still, you manage to disarm the villain, and his sword clatters as it falls to the concrete. You wrestle Stain to the ground, wrapping your limbs around his body like a boa constrictor and squeezing as tight as you can. Your back rests against the concrete, arms and legs coiling around his torso.
He can't stab anyone if his arms are broken.
Stain only chuckles darkly. "You think you're doing something? The only way to truly stop me is to kill me, and Heroes don't kill."
Midnight's voice reverberates in your mind: remove as much hatred and evil as you can from this world.
"Then it's a good thing that I'm not a Hero yet," you grunt as you begin to crush the villain. His concealed blades dig into your skin, slicing you in a number of places as he struggles against your hold. The stinging pain just helps to sharpen your focus.
Kill one bastard to save countless innocents. It's an easy decision. To leave the world better than you found it. To take away fear and replace it with hope. Maybe one day your good deeds would finally outweigh the bad.
"Don't look, Deku," you grit out, trying to angle the villain's body, his dying breaths, away from your classmate's sweet and gentle eyes. "It'll be over soonā¦ so don't be afraid."
Izuku realizes your intention and screams, "NO!" And finally his body responds.
He moves like you've never seen him move before, in a blur of green lightning. Almost faster than you can track, he grabs you and rips you apart from the villain, double kicking off of Stain like a bunny. Izuku holds you close to his chest as he leaps from wall to wall before skidding to a stop near Iida.
You're mesmerized by the electric energy skating across his body but still manage to ask, "What? Why?"
"Because he's right," Izuku's eyes seem to glow in the dark. "Heroes don't kill." Your face feels warm as he peers down at you like a teacher reprimanding their student, a parent scolding their child.
Stain surges forward just as you wiggle out of Izuku's firm hold. "Together!" You exclaim.
Izuku's hands grasp yours tightly as he swings you around, and your feet slam into the villain's jaw. You get into your fighting stance as Midoriya blushes. Your very first combo move!! He can't help thinking of how well you worked with one another.
The euphoria doesn't last long. The Hero Killer lashes out in rage, and Izuku jumps in front of you protectively to take the blow. Idiot, you would've just dodged! Stain's katana slices his arm deeply, and the blood that leaks from his Hero costume actually paralyzes you .
Izuku falls to the ground as the villain tastes the blood on his blade. At every instance, this foolish boy had tried to protect you, even from yourself, even from the consequences of your actions when you tried to take out the Hero Killer permanently. And now he's bleeding. Your sanity snaps.
You'll end Stain this time for sure. There's no more holding back when you and the villain lurch toward each other with mutual murderous intent. But he's just too fast.
Stain's long tongue, wet and warm, strokes over the cut on your shoulder as he laps up your blood. You go rigid at the contact, and his subconscious bleeds into yours. This villain truly fears nothing at all; not punishment or imprisonment or even death itself. And that is somehow more horrifying than any nightmare. But as he savors the taste of your blood, his eyes flutter, and he collapses in a heap, snoring loudly.
It's over.
"Wish he'd fallen on his own sword," you mutter before an electric zing travels up your spine. Your body suddenly can't support itself, and you topple over as well, completely immobilized. Now you understand why Izuku had advised you not to get cut. Not just a ninja, but a blood ninja! "Well, fuck."
Izuku winces, trying to ignore the way your ass points to the sky, the little imprint of your fat pussy through your suit aimed right at his face only a few feet away. If these are truly his last moments, then at least the young man has got a pleasant view as he meets his end. No, he can't think like that! "T-Twilight, are you okay?"
"I can't move," you respond, dumbstruck. "I've seen hentai like this, butā¦"
"Okay," Izuku says quickly, wriggling his toes and smiling when he can actually feel them. "Don't worry, I think the effects of his quirk are wearing off."
"Eh? Speak for yourself," you grumble, still unable to move a muscle. This sucks!
Stain jolts awake. "Damn, bitch, that's a nifty little quirk you've got."
"Hey, thanks," you reply at the same time Izuku yells at the man to watch his mouth.
"I should take you out first or you'll prove to be a sizable distraction," the villain growls.
That word bothers you, the same way that it did when All-Might referred to you as such. You are not some flighty bird drifting too close to the classroom window during a boring lecture. You are so much more. Fight back! You are a force of nature all your own. Stand up! Your skin burns so hot that it hurts as a large plume of pale steam surrounds you, but when you try to push up, the ground just splinters and cracks under your hands.
"At least let me die on my feet, like a true Hero!" you shout with an impressive amount of strength considering your current submissive position. "Fight me properly, you cowardly villain!! No quirks, just you and me. We'll see who kills who then!"
You're putting on a real confident show, but internally you're petrified. This isn't how it was meant to go. Is this really the end to your story?
You're about to die! Again!!
Then comes your savior, in a flurry of fire and ice. Shoto almost roasts your ass alive when he blasts Stain with a column of fire that the villain only narrowly avoids.
"Midoriya, you didn't text the message specific enough," Shoto says in his usual monotone deadpan. "I was almost too late."
"Todoroki!!" The trio of students exclaim in a mixture of surprise and relief.
Shoto begins battling the Hero Killer and manages to hold him off using both his ice and fire powers. However, the Hero Killer's highly adept combat skills pressurize, which nearly overwhelm Todoroki. The misty battlefield only makes the situation more difficult for your classmate as Stain strikes from the thick foggy clouds. Shoto needs help, but your muscles still aren't cooperating despite the smoky power emitted from your body. You're not helping, you're hindering. Dammit!!
Suddenly, Izuku activates One For All, but instead of concentrating it in his fist, his whole body glows with shimmering energy. He leaps in to stop the Hero Killer's attack; Stain retaliates by knocking Izuku away with his elbow. Izuku and Shoto fall back.
The two young heroes start to realize that the Hero Killer's immobilization quirk has to do with blood types, to which Stain states that they are correct. Izuku and Shoto begin strategizing, with Shoto stating that they will protect their classmates and the Pro Hero. Iida starts to feel regret for his actions that led to this situation, as he has not been acting like a Hero should.
"Quit throwing a pity party," you scowl, still trying to will your body into action. "You're the damn class rep, so start acting like it!"
Midoriya and Todoroki team up to battle Stain. Izuku activates One For All, green lightning dancing across his form. He tries to attack the Hero Killer, but Stain slashes at Izuku with his katana, causing his leg to bleed; Stain licks his blade and activates his quirk, which paralyzes Izuku once more. The green haired Hero apologizes to Shoto as Iida shouts for them both to stop. Todoroki replies that if Iida wants to stop them, then he must stand up.
Now that Izuku is immobilized again, Stain sets his sight on Todoroki; he cuts through Shoto's wall of ice, removing his defense and prepares to attack Icy Hot. Todoroki stoically encourages Iida to be the man he wants to be. Iida remembers that he wants to be like his brother, Ingenium, and tries to break free of Stain's quirk. Finally, the class rep is wearing that silly look of studious determination you've grown used to.
Still, Iida is ashamed that he needs protection from his friends. He remembers his brother's motivation; that helping people is the best inspiration for being a Hero. Todoroki attacks Stain with a stream of ice, concealed in it is fire, but Stain dodges. The Hero Killer criticizes Shoto for relying on his quirk too much and prepares to cut Todoroki with his katana. Iida agrees with Stain; that he is a failure as a Hero and pales in comparison to Izuku and Shoto.
"What am I, chopped liver?" You ask teasingly.
"You're a slacker who consistently sleeps in class," Iida tells you sternly. "Regardless of your bronze medal, there's no way I'll let you surpass me either!" You grin cheekily. Yep, the class rep is back to his old self alright.
Stain's quirk finally wears off and Iida gets up with the motivation of not wanting to be outpaced as a Hero by Izuku, Shoto and his brother. He uses Recipro Burst and smashes his leg into Stain's katana, shattering the steel blade in half and saving Todoroki in the process. Iida then kicks Stain away.
Iida apologizes to the students for getting everyone involved in his problems, not wanting his classmates to spill any more blood for his sake. Stain criticizes Iida for having a change of heart, saying that a man's character never changes and that Iida is a fake Hero who prioritizes selfish desires; Stain says that selfish people like you and Iida are the "cancer" of society and that he is here to correct that. His conviction is positively bone chilling.
Todoroki tells you and Iida to pay no heed to Stain, but Iida says that Stain is correct about him not being a true Hero. It makes you question yourself a bit too. But Iida tells Stain that he cannot give up so easily, as doing so means that Ingenium would die. The Hero Killer just growls in frustration.
The effects of his quirk wear off, and you rise to your feet in a burst of smoke. "Let's jump him," you suggest. "He's fast, but he can't dodge all of us at once."
Iida asks Todoroki to cool down his leg, but Stain attacks Shoto with daggers to which Iida intercepts and falls down to the ground. You launch at the villain, able to do more than just defend now that his katana is broken and he's lost his reach advantage. Izuku also regains his mobility and activates One For All Full Cowl, jumping off Todoroki's ice platform towards Stain.
Shoto cools Iida's leg, restoring his motility. Iida uses Recipro Extend and leaps into the air towards Stain. Todoroki encourages you all to press forward with your attacks; Izuku punches Stain in the face with his enhanced might while Iida hits the Hero Killer in the stomach with his speed enhanced kick. You finish the combo with a powerful slam to his rib cage, sending the villain flying back down into the ground with a crunch.
The combined strength of all your attacks causes Stain to lose consciousness. However, Stain stubbornly keeps himself awake and makes one last-ditch effort to kill Iida by attacking the class rep with a knife. However, you kick Stain again and Todoroki shoots a stream of fire at his face, burning the Hero Killer. Finally Stain reaches his limit, becoming unconscious and falling onto Shoto's ice, defeated.
Todoroki creates an ice ramp so that the three of you can land safely. The young men remove Stain's weapons and tie him up before turning to you with wide eyed expressions.
You stare back blankly before noticing their lowered gazes. "Oi, my eyes are up here, ya damn dogs." Izuku whispers your name, pointing at your midsection with a shaky hand. You frown and look down, finally noticing the dagger lodged in your belly, just above your hip. "Oh! Look what I found."
"She's in shock," Iida surmises.
"W-Well, we have to remove it!" Izuku panics with a fearful look.
"She'll bleed out," Todoroki says calmly, as if he's discussing the weather.
"Maybe we should leave it in," you chuckle and back away nervously. "This is fine actually. I'll just live with it. It could be my new gimmick. I'll be the Belly Blade Hero!"
"Definitely in shock," Iida grunts.
"Help me lay her down," Izuku says, and you don't protest as the other two ease you onto the ground. "When I pull the knife, use your fire to cauterize the wound, Todoroki. Just please be very careful." Shoto nods, but your breaths start to come in short and clipped. Izuku smiles all weak and wobbly, cupping your face in his gloved hands. "Hey, it's gonna be alright. Just keep your eyes on me, okay?"
You gulp, mind instantly recalling the way he said those same words in his dream, when he was diving between your legs. He looked so commanding then, not nervous and timid as he does now. Whatever!!! It's not a thought you should be entertaining with a blade in your guts and three guys hovering over you, so you shake it away.
Iida holds you still and Todoroki ignites his fingers. You focus on breathing steadily as Izuku grasps the dagger's handle sticking out of you. A scream tears through you once it is removed, extending when Shoto's fire hits your skin. It feels like an eternity, but in reality it's only for a few seconds.
"I really hate your flames," you try for a joke after blinking back tears.
"I can't fault you for that," Todoroki replies, turning away. You get the sense that you said the wrong thing.
Your fingertips brush over the hole in your suit, feeling the still steaming hot burn mark on your skin. It's not a perfect fix, but at least you're stabilized for the moment. Still hurts like hell.
The four students plus the Pro Hero Native leave the alley with the unconscious Stain in tow, being pulled by Todoroki. Iida asks if he can be the one who pulls Stain, to which Shoto denies the request due to Iida's arm being badly damaged; you've all managed to get sliced up by the villain. Native laments about being a burden, but Izuku eases his worry by saying no one can defeat Stain in a one-on-one battle due to his quirk. Your group crosses paths with a little old man in a flashy yellow Hero costume.
"Gran Torino!" Izuku exclaims. Huh. So this guy is his internship mentor?
You gasp as Gran Torino propels his foot into Izuku's face, annoyed that the boy did not stay put. However, he seems relieved that Izuku is alright. Then, the heroes that Endeavor sent over arrive, and they're quite surprised to see that you students have defeated and captured Stain.
Iida apologizes once again for his unheroic actions, with Izuku saying that he is also sorry for overlooking his friend's pain. They share a moment. So mushy! You and Todoroki just shrug and roll your eyes at the sentiments, but the energy in the air isn't unwelcome.
Suddenly, a winged Nomu-like creature appears in the sky. Gran Torino sees it above and commands everyone to duck. The monster still manages to grab Izuku in its talons and begins to fly away. Gran Torino prepares to propel himself into the air to rescue Izuku and Shoto prepares his fire. Smoke pours from your skin, and Iida revs up his engines.
Shockingly, Stain regains consciousness and frees himself from his binds with a blade hidden up his sleeve. The Hero Killer licks off the Nomu's blood from the Pro Heroine's face and activates his quirk. The winged beast becomes paralyzed and stops flying, dropping Izuku in the process. Stain stabs the monster's brain and defeats it, causing it to fall to the ground.
The Hero Killer then grabs Izuku andā¦ saves him? Stain, despite being heavily injured, states that the "fake" Pro Heroes and the pathetic criminals in society are his targets for his purge, saying that everything he is doing is for a just world. You can't help being surprised by the Hero Killer's actions.
Stain's bandaged mask falls off, revealing that he does not have a nose, startling everyone. The Hero Killer, despite his heavy injuries, steps forward and states that the fake Heroes must be rectified and the word Hero must be restored. Stain urges the "pretenders" to try and stop him. He continues walking forward and declares that the only one who is allowed to kill him is All Might.
Stain unleashes a bloody malefic aura which instills fear into everyone present; one of the Pro Heroes fall down out of fear, you tremble as Todoroki and Iida fall to their knees, Izuku becomes terrified, Gran Torino grows tense, and even Endeavor takes a step back. Stain takes another step forward, but the grievous injuries of his perforated lungs due to his broken ribs causes Stain to finally lose consciousness.
Everyone is shocked and stunned that even though the Hero Killer lost consciousness, Stain is still standing.
***
You lie awake on the padded medical cot in Hosu General Hospital.
The doctors here don't have healing quirks like Recovery Girl, but they patched you back up well enough. All that's left is a starburst shaped burn scar just above your pelvis, a permanent reminder of the first time that you faced off against a truly worthy villain.
The beeping machines and cold sterile air have you restlessly tossing and turning in discomfort, unable to sleep. You really miss your soft bed back at the dormitory and fantasize about the dessert waiting all alone in your mini fridge. The nurses said that you'll be discharged in a couple days. You can't wait to leave this hospital and go back home to your lovely round mattress and cloud shaped pillows. Huh. You wonder absentmindedly when you started thinking of Heights Alliance as your home.
A sweet scent tickles your nose, and you hear faint whimpering nearby. Your eyes slide over to Izuku in his own cot across the room. He'd been sleeping soundly after the painkillers the nurses had given him, but now he's writhing and thrashing and whining in his slumber. It's unsurprising after all that went down with the Hero Killer Stain. You sigh and sit up, crossing the room and putting a hand to his chest to shake him awake. It takes some time before he's blinking and mumbling softly in confusion.
"You were having a nightmare," you explain.
"Mmf? Sorry, d-did I wake you?" He stinks of fear but is somehow still concerned for you.
"Nah. Want me to put you back to sleep?" You ask.
"N-No," Izuku replies quickly. "I justā¦ can youā¦ w-will you stay with me? Please?"
"I'm not going anywhere," you answer before seeing the way he scoots over in the cot to make room for you. He meansā¦ in the same bed?? But you don't have your glovesā they're still stored at the locker in Midnight's agency, along with your street clothes. What if you quirk him by accident? Your eyes widen. "I-I don't know, Izuku."
" Please?? I promise I won't do anything weird," he says with the faintest blush visible in the darkness.
Now why the hell did he have to go and say that? You're thinking of safety and he's thinking aboutā¦ A tremor goes through your body. You remember suddenly that Izuku is not at all as innocent as he appears . But those big pleading eyes of his are looking up at you so hopefully. How can you possibly say no to that face?
"Alright fine," you relent with a heavy sigh. "But we have to be careful."
"Right, careful, I can do that," Izuku nods hastily with a tiny smile as you climb into the hospital bed beside him. He lifts the sheet, but you just tuck him in lovingly, reminding him of the way his mom would do when he was little. It only makes his blush deepen. "Y-You aren't cold?"
"My body runs hot due to my quirk, so you don't have to worry about me," you whisper before tentatively reaching over to rub his back in soothing circles. "Just focus on getting some rest."
Your overwhelming warmth and displays of comfort shatter something deep inside of him, and tears fill the young man's eyes. "I'm really sorry," Izuku murmurs your name reverently. "So sorry about all this."
"It's okay," you dare to graze your nails across his scalp, reveling in the way he shudders. "I told you before you can cry on me any time."
"N-No, not that," Midoriya sobs, big green eyes taking you in. "It's m-my fault that you got stabbed. I-If I hadn't s-sent you that stupid message, then you n-never would've gotten hurt. I regret it so much, and I'm really sorry andā"
"Hey, slow down," you hold him a little closer, a little tighter. " I don't regret it. Not one bitā¦ I'm glad you texted me. I would've gone crazy if something happened to youā¦ o-or Four Eyes and Icy Hot," you add quickly. Smooth. "There's no need to apologize. I'll always come running if you call." Oopā too honest? Recover! "That's what friends are for, right?" Nailed it.
"R-Right," Izuku sniffles. His bright jade eyes flit over your features as he says your name. "Thanksā¦ I-I'm really glad that we're friends."
"Yeah, me too," you reply with an easy grin.
You hum a lullaby and rub his back until Izuku slowly drifts off into sleep once again. Cuddled up with him like this, hearing his cute little snores and feeling the warmth of his lithe body pressed against yours through the thin blanket barrier helps to relax you too. Before long you slip into slumber right alongside him.
The two of you slept together peacefully until Midoriya began to shift around in discomfort. Hot and sweaty and in the middle of another nightmare, he subconsciously kicks off the sheets. It only takes the slightest brush of his skin against yours for your quirk to activate in your slumber.
The stench of fear alerts you, and the sound of Midoriya's heartbreaking sobs spur you into action. He's cradling you in his lap in the hospital bed, openly crying into the crook of your shoulder. Poor baby!! You don't think twice about rushing over and fully immersing yourself into the dream, to return his embrace and bring him comfort.
His grip on you is bruising, as if you might slip out of his grasp and disappear at any moment. You wipe his tears, but they're seemingly endless.
"ā¦sorry. I'm so, so sorry," Izuku was rambling and bawling and squeezing you so tight in his bandaged arms. "You got hurt all because of meā¦ My pretty little guardian angelā¦ came to save me againā¦ But I should be the one protecting you. I'm sorry, angel, I'm sorry I'm still not strong enough."
Guardian angel..?
"I'll work even harder," he proclaims between wet kisses to your neck and cheeks, leaving you covered in his tears and saliva. "I'll train even longer. I'll do whatever it takes, baby, p-please believe me, please , you've gotta believe me."
"I-I believe you," you reply, and the dream world sharpens when you speak. His fear is intense and electrifying, a powerful force to overcome indeed. "You are strong."
"No, no, no," Izuku shakes his head and squeezes his eyes shut. "I'm still weak, I'm still worthless Deku."
"Don't say that," you whisper miserably.
"It's the truth!" He cries before his hand clutches at your hospital shirt and rips it to shreds. Cold air pebbles your nipples, but Izuku's gaze rests further south. His scarred fingertips hover over the burn mark seared into your skin, and fresh tears spring from his eyes. "How could I let this happen to my precious doll? I'm so fucking stupid and careless and uselessā"
"Stop it," you demand, shocked by his spiraling emotions and self deprecation. He's usually so positive and upbeatā¦ You getting injured really damaged his psyche this badly? "You're none of those things, Izu."
He just whines and buries his face in your bare chest. "You're too sweet to me, angel." He mouths at your cleavage before sealing his lips around your hardened nipple with a deep rumble. "Don't deserve you." You gasp when he begins suckling, hard enough that you wonder if he expects something to actually come out. You hold his head against your chest as Izuku sucks and nibbles at your tits, groaning. "Mmmf. You're right though, baby, I'm still good for something. Lemme show you, lemme prove it to you." A needy moan escapes him while playing with your nipples, rough fingers pulling and pinching as his glowing green eyes look up to watch your face.
You pant heavily and arch into his mouth, squirming in his lap until you feel his manhood poking into your thigh, hot and heavy. Izuku doesn't seem to notice it until you shift so his hardness presses against you deliciously, rocking back and forth across his stiff length. His eyes roll back.
"Mmmmfuuuā" He releases the nipple in his mouth with a pop and meets your eyes pouting. "Why're you teasing me, doll? You know I don't deserve to have that."
You frown. Why does he keep saying such things? It feels like more than just an inferiority complex. Guardian angel he'd called youā¦ Does Izuku feel indebted to you since you saved him from the Sludge Villain?
His hand dips below the waistband of your hospital pants and into your panties, gliding over your wetness. "O-Oh wow. So slippery." Izuku puts his fingers coated in your arousal into his mouth, and a huge chunk of his resolve crumbles as he mutters to himself, "Really want a proper taste, but I don't even deserve to look at youā¦ Nnngh , but I really, really want it!! Feels like I'm dying whenever my lips aren't on you." He's getting whiny and frustrated and teary eyed again. You've never met a man capable of being so adorable and so sexy at the same time.
You open your mouth to speak, but Izuku pushes you onto your back and flips you over like you weigh nothing, mumbling something about a compromise. His large hands force you into an almost painful arch, whispering praises about your body.
It is so much like, and yet so completely different from when you were in this position a few hours ago, when immobilized by the Hero Killer. You had no control then, but you have a sense that here in a dream you have all the power. Yet you lie still and hold your hips up high just as he wanted in a show of submission, allowing Izuku to do with your body as he pleased.
To be his good girl. To be his perfect doll. You still felt vile and corrupt, not at all like the angel he claimed you to beā but if anyone could teach you how to be good it was him, right? Izuku wouldn't just discard you after he's had his fun playing with youā¦ would he?
The green haired young man tears your bottoms at the crotch and sniffs the damp patch on your panties like some depraved animal. Another shaky whimper escapes him as he pokes his tongue out to taste you through the thin wet material. When he pulls it to the side and noses against your entrance, breathing you in while panting, you wiggle your hips impatiently.
"Sorry, doll," Izuku apologizes with a sloppy kiss and the softest of kitten licks to your slit. "Your pussy is just so pretty..! I got a little distracted." But he's determined to prove his worth, to show you that he's not completely useless. Even if this was the only way that Izuku could take care of you, he wished to rise to the challenge.
You do your best to keep still and quiet, but the way his tongue feels gliding up and down your glistening folds is so relaxing and stimulating and energizing all at once. You drool into the pillows, moaning softly as you grind back onto his face. He's feeling down, but you can help build him back up.
"S-So good, Izu," you praise him. "The best."
"No, no," he shakes his head, whining and crying into your pussy as he eats it from the back. "That's all you. My best girl."
The tingly static of his fear mixes with the warm energy of his desire. Combined with the addicting sensation of his soft full lips wrapped around your clit, you're quickly overwhelmed and overstimulated. Where did this lame ass virgin learn to eat the box like this?
"I don't wanna lose you, doll," Izuku sobs. "Don't leave me. You can't!! Please, I need you, please," he continues to beg and weep, tearing your panties off to slurp up all your dripping essence.
"I'm not going anywhere," you repeat the words you'd said to him while awake, although your voice comes out much higher and breathier this time thanks to his talented tongue. Your words seem to quell his fears, but only marginally.
"I won't rest until," he groans from your core, "I'm a strong manā¦ who's worthy of youā¦ I'm not good enough yet."
"You're good," you tell him over and over as your eyes cross, approaching your peak. "You're so good, Izu."
When you cum, gushing the sweetest nectar over his face, Izuku moans and presses his tongue inside as deep as he can. You think if he could swallow you whole that he would do so without hesitation. Feels celestial and otherworldly as he laps up your release, heat erupting all around you. You whimper and writhe, but Izuku just grips your thighs tighter, pulling your hips back to meet him.
"See, angel? I can take care of you, so don't leave me, please, I'll do anything!"
What in the world is he babbling on about? In his mind, in his dreamsā¦ does he think of you two as being together? It's hard to try and figure out when his mouth on you is so distracting, so eager to please and serve. His thumb rubs circles around your rim, teasing you in such a forbidden place and prolonging your pleasure. He moans almost as loud as you do when he presses the thick digit inside, breaching your little hole. The vibrations traveling up your spine have you weak and boneless, whispering his name.
"So teeny tiny," Izuku remarks in awe, using that same hand to sink his middle and ring fingers into your fluttering pussy. "Here too? Nghh, so itty bitty, baby." The tight fit makes you both keen as he slowly pumps his digits in and out, keeping his thumb stuffed in your ass. "Ya know this is where I wanna be?"
"Yeah? Want you there, too, Izu," you confess in a pleading tone. Maybe he'll fuck you. Maybe he'll keep you nice and full of him, hitting spots you didn't even know existed.
"No, no, no," Izuku whines despite the way he curls his fingers inside of you. "Can't have thisā¦ Not yet. You know that , doll, don't be mean, don't tease me!!"
Even when you were at the Hero Killer's mercy, you never felt so strongly, so absolutely certain as you do now that this would be the way that you perish. One way or another, this boy would be the death of you, and honestly? It would be the best way to go out, in a blaze of glory that has nothing to do with heroics. Izuku's crooked, scarred fingers stroke the deepest, sweetest, softest parts of your insides, and the flat of his tongue caresses your clit. He's still crying, and you feel sick and twisted for getting off on that too, his very desperation and despair. You should hate this, the very thing that you fight against. Butā
"Feels s-so good," you admit in a state of weakness. "I love it, love this, love yā" you cry out into the pillow as he suddenly increases his ministrations. He speeds the pace of his fingers fucking inside you and the tongue laving over your engorged clit.
"Mhmm?" Izuku hums against you. "So make a mess for me, baby, I'll clean it up. Please? I'll do whatever, I'll take everything you have to give me."
Fucking loser. Dorky ass idiot. Dummy. Cute nerdyā
"D-Deku, oh fuck!" You tremble as you come undone.
You blink your eyes open back in reality, surrounded by a blanket of gray smoke. Your skin tingles with heat as you rein it in, feeling a heavy weight holding you down. When you'd fallen asleep the two of you were facing each other, but Izuku has shifted closer, lower. Seeking out your heartbeat in his subconscious, to be certain that you were alive, safe and sound. His head rests on your chest, arms wrapped around you like he's clutching a teddy bear. Your legs tangle together, fitting like perfect puzzle pieces.
It would be almost sweet and adorable, if it wasn't for his hard dick leaking pre in his thin cotton pants as he slowly grinds against your thighs in his sleep. He's hot and sweaty, and his scent is all over you. Izuku whimpers and groans softly, brows twitching as he begins to grow restless once more. You gasp as he turns his head back and forth, rubbing his face against the swell of your breasts, drooling lips catching on your erect nipples more than once. When you try to pull away from him, Izuku whines and grips you tighter. You shudder, trapped , and look up at the ceiling.
God? It's me again. Just politely reminding you that I am not your strongest soldier.
You don't know whether to ignore the thick cock rubbing close to your throbbing clit or try to memorize its dimensions so Yaomomo can make you a perfect silicone replica. Fuck, you knew it was big, you just knew it!!
This is all your fault. You knew better than to get into bed with this man!!! Although to be fair, you had no way of knowing just how deep Izuku's infatuation for you wentā and just how much of a pervert he secretly was!! That nightmareā¦ that dream? Whatever it was, it was so intenseā honestly everything about him is. Almost overwhelmingly soā¦
Izuku had some sort of reverse savior complex? He thought of you as a mythical creature, an angel who swooped in at just the right time to save his life. But you just so happened to cross paths that day, stumbling upon him just before All-Might. Who could've predicted the chain reaction of events that followed? Although a part of you can't help feeling bitter and pessimistic; would Izuku still like you, still lust after you even if you hadn't rescued him? Unlikely.
Turns out there's something even worse than being friend zonedā¦ girl, you've been All-Might zoned! And as much as you tease Izuku about his little crush on the Number One Pro Hero, you don't want to be lumped in with the Symbol of Peace in his mind! You want to occupy a space in Izuku's head that's all your own.
Whatever!!! It's stupid to even entertain such a thought. In fact, you have to make sure that this never happens again!! Getting off on Izuku's secret fantasies, meant for his mind and his alone is just plain wrong, you tell yourself sternly. Even if it feels fucking amazing, tastes better than any home cooked meal, and makes you strong enough to shatter concrete like glass. You deflate.
Let's be real for a second. How the fuck were you supposed to quit this?
Izuku trembles against you suddenly, whimpering your name softly. He lets out a choked, broken, beautiful moan right as you feel something wet soaking through his pants. You cover your mouth and silently scream as you realize he just came. His hard cock twitches against you, and the warm wet spot spreads. Cumming , you realize, he's still cumming. Why is there so much?? The sticky wetness makes him visibly uncomfortable, and for a horrifying moment you think he'll wake up like this. How would you come back from that? How would you explain that away?
However, Izuku just rolls off of you and onto his back beside you. He's still hard, judging by the big tent in his ruined pants, but his deep breathing suggests he's fully asleep. You feel compelled to reach over and give it a squeeze, but instead you take that opportunity to make your escape. It's a short trek from his hospital bed to yours across the room, but it feels like you're traversing the Underworld, retreating from the burning fires of hell itself.
You lie under the sheets of your own cot for the rest of the night. Izuku makes little displeased sounds in his sleep from time to time, but you don't dare get back up.
When the nurse comes by to do her rounds, you request for a clean pair of clothes for Midoriya. She smiles empathetically and asks if he peed himself in his sleep, saying it's not uncommon after a traumatic experience. You tell her that she's the medical professional here, how the hell should you know what sort of fluids he's releasing huh??? She looks at you strangely but fulfills the request nonetheless.
It's a long wait until morning.
***
The next day at the Hosu General Hospital, the four UA students are recuperating. There are two beds to each room, but the four of you gather together to talk about the events of the previous night.
Izuku concludes that Stain allowed the students to live as he had the power to kill them at any time, to which Todoroki agrees. You argue otherwise, stating that you are a bad bitch and therefore unkillable. Midoriya giggles, Iida shakes his head disapprovingly, and Todoroki just nods as if that train of logic tracks. Shoto tells Iida that his bravery helped save the day, but Tenya admits that he doesn't deserve any praise. It's clear that he's still beating himself up about the whole situation, but you don't feel compelled to leap into his dreams. Strange. Wrong. Indecent.
Manual and Gran Torino enter and announce to the young heroes that they have a visitor: The Chief of the Police Force, Tsuragamae Kenji, a tall man with the literal face of a dog.
"Do you think he can smell crime?" You whisper to Todoroki who gasps sharply.
The officer tells you all of Stain's condition; injured but alive and being treated. Tsuragamae explains that your actions last night broke the law, and that you and your mentors will need to be punished. Furious, Shoto says that had they not gone into action, Tenya and Native would have been killed by Stain. Todoroki prepares to lash out at the Chief of Police, angry that he expected the students to sit idly and do nothing but obey the law; Gran Torino and Iida hold him back.
But you agree with Icy Hot, claiming that the only punishment you'll accept is a slap on the wrist. In fact, the police should be thanking you for doing their job better than them! How many Heroes were they going to let be slaughtered by Stain?! Midoriya tugs on the hem of your hospital shirt, urging you to calm down. You cross your arms and turn your back on the Chief, closing your eyes.
Since there were not enough witnesses to report the incident regarding Stain, Tsuragamae states that he will cover up the incident. As a result, none of you will get any recognition for your valiant efforts. Ridding the streets of Stain is reward enough, though. Kenji admits that he is covering up the story because he didn't want you young heroes to get into trouble. The students thank the Chief of Police, albeit you and Shoto do so begrudgingly. Tsuragamae says that you all have a promising future awaiting. The Police Chief gave the students a bow for their heroic actions and thanked them for keeping the peace before taking his leave.
Later that day the doctor stops by to talk more about the injuries you suffered. Whereas the guys are covered in bandages, most of your damage was internal. The doctor explains that your vitals were more similar to someone undergoing heat exhaustion or menopause, making a joke about your age that doesn't quite land. You're incredibly conscious of Izuku's eyes across the room as the doctor asks about your quirk.
As it turns out, your body handles the effects of your quirk well, but over exertion can lead to overheating and too much stress can damage your muscle tissues. The doctor recommends you work more on flexibility, advising you to take up yoga and giving you the number to a masseuse he studied with in undergrad. The results aren't too bad, but Izuku seems to be absorbing the information given by the doctor even more than you.
Later that evening, the two of you begin to wind down.
"U-Um, can we sleep together again?" Izuku asks, and when you turn to him with wide eyes, he is flushed and obviously nervous. "I r-really hate sleeping alone."
You shouldn't. All you have to do is make it through tonight and then you'll be out of this hospital. Izuku's injuries are worse, and he heals slowly compared to most people with quirks, so he'll be in here for the rest of the week. You should put your foot down and deny him. You know just what will happen if you sleep beside him again. It's an unnecessary risk, a needless gamble that is not at all in your favor. Just tell him no.
But his eyes, so big and bright, beg you.
"Alright," you find yourself saying to him. "Just for tonight."
And Izuku smiles, so sweet and so perfect as you crawl into bed with him. You face away from him, unable to meet his gaze. He doesn't seem to mind, snuggling up against your backside. His arm wraps around you, pulling you closer to his chest. Even through the thin sheet, you can feel every hard plane of muscle pressed against you.
"Is this okay?" He asks, breath tickling against your neck.
"Yeah," you reply, despite your brain screaming otherwise. "This is fine."
Izuku hums softly, sniffing your hair.
This is decidedly not fine.
You don't sleep a wink.