~~Twist the future~~ (sir nighteye X fem!reader

~Chapter 4~ {Day off}

(Y/Ns) POV

I had been given a day off, by the one and only Mirai Sasaki, apparently the entire agency was shut down for the day.

That was when I remembered the post-it note on the fridge that contained his address.

Being the clutz I am, I forgot why exactly I had actually gotten it, go me..

Something clicked inside me and I decided to call nighteye.
*Bzzt*
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*Bzzt*
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"Hello (Y/N) do you need something?" The familiar voice of the tall male echoed through the phone.

"I'm coming over!" You smiled, knowing full well that he couldn't see you, then you hung up before he had the chance to have a say in it.

{Time skip brought to you by Nighteye's big hands}

Soon enough, I reached my destination and looked the home up and down while gasping at the size

I immediately began wondering, 'why does he need such a big house, doesn't he live alone?'

Nobody's PoV

Mirai answered the door before (Y/N) could knock, almost as though he had used his foresight to detect her coming or some crap.

Mirai shook his head, "come in.. And are you alright?" his eyebrows knitted together as he fixed his sight onto the shorter female.

(Y/N) cried out, "Mirai.." the look on his face softened as he wrapped you in a soft embrace, "hey, hey what's wrong...?!" he was actually worried about you, well, until you finished your sentence. "I-I ran out of cookies..!"

Nighteye sweat dropped, pulling away from the hug. "are you serious?!" he could've sworn he saw a bit of blush evident on her face.

Nighteyes POV

"you absolute dork!" I flicked her forehead, "I was worried!" a bit of heat rose to my cheeks, but I chose to ignore It.

She let out a purr, "you worried, oh how sweet of you.~~" her voice broke at the end, ruining the aesthetic as she burst out laughing.

I couldn't see how this was funny, but stifled a small laugh when her voice cracked, but tried to cover it with my fake cough.

No matter how adorable this woman is, I have to protect her. Her future is well..s a d?

Nobody's POV

(Y/N) ran a finger through her soft (H/C) hair, "soo, can I come in, Mirai?"

Mirai nodded, a small smile tugged at his slips and he stepped aside to let the shorter female into his home.

Out of instinct, (Y/N) hugged mirai. She realised her mistake and became a blushing mess before bowing a whole lot, repeating " I'm sorry!! " over and over again.

She paused when she felt arms wrapping around her, "it's fine, you don't need to apologise unless you have really done something bad~" the low but pleasant voice of sir nighteye spoke. (Y/N) returned the hug, her Face was heated to the point that it put kirishimas hair to shame.

For a few moments, she could have sworn that she had seen Mirai's Face turning to a pinkish hue.

Not that it mattered..
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She found it quite comfortable in his arms. Her Face was pressed up against his chest while his rested on the top of her head.

(times skip brought to you by tomura shigarakis crusty dusty a**)

Nighteye was on his couch, with (Y/N) asleep in his lap. He didn't want to wake her, nor bother her, so he decided to go along with it and fall asleep with her laying on top of him.

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