Goochies

Wybie X Reader

High school was long. It was dreadful, tiring, everything Wybie just hated. It'd strike an emptiness inside you that you don't think you can ever claw out. That is, until Wybie met Y/N. Oh Y/N. The person who's smile brings color to the world, the person who gives a reason to make through each day.

As the brunette walked home, there was a small smile on their face. They couldn't wait to get back to their Y/N. Their laughter, their touch, their presence. Their keys on the my hero academia keychain jingled loudly as they unlocked the door to their apartment, the click echoing into the empty apartment halls.

Step in, lock the door back, and… nothing. Wybie heard nothing. Taking a few steps inside, they couldn't see Y/N. Okay, that's unusual. They're usually right there ready to jump into their lover's arms. A familiar hand started to claw at Wybie's gut. The breath wrenching anxiety. Is their baby okay?

They stepped further into the barren apartment, dropping their low-rise backpack on the way and taking a slow circle. The apartment was homey, well lived in. It was slightly messy of course, but it screamed home. The posters on the wall, the random anime merch. The countless soft blankets they cuddled in together.

With the h/c not being in the living room or kitchen, Wybie made their way farther inside. Their hands were shaking. As they stepped into the hallway, they heard certain...sounds. Gasps, creaks. Shuffling of blankets. The closer they got to the bedroom door, the louder it got. The door was cracked open.

The hallway light spilled into the dark room. It was like the joy leaving Wybie at that moment. They didn't want to believe it, no, they won't believe it. In one smooth motion of regret, they slammed open the door and turned on the light. Y/n was immediately up on their elbows, messy h/c hair slick with sweat and tangles. Their e/c eyes connected with Wybie, the stranger y/n was with hidden underneath them. 

Wybie choked, eyes filling with pain. In their country accent drawl, they asked, "What are you two doin..? Screwin..?" That made Y/n burst into a sob. "Wybie, baby, it isn't what it looks like!" They tried to beg, but Wybie took a step back as distrust and hate filled their eyes. "This… not cool Y/n. This isn't very cool of you."

Y/n jumped up, trying to catch Wybie by the wrist with one hand and the other clutching at the blanket covering their body. But they were too late. Wybie dug into their pocket, swiftly pulling out and throwing a frog right into their face. Y/N screamed and fell to the ground, the frog soon hopping off of them once Wybie was gone.

"Young one. You just lost yourself the ruler of frogs. Count your nights because your last one is nigh. We will come for you. Live well as it last. Farewell."

With that, the frog hopped away, leaving Y/N and that stranger alone. In a sudden rush of pain, they screamed into their hands. They just made the biggest mistake in their life.