A/n - I was reading the My Hero: Team Up Missions book this weekend, and when I saw this panel I knew I had to save it! 😍😍😍😍😍
Muttering every curse word I could think of, I tried to feel around for my phone on my bedside table without opening my eyes, but it seemed just out of reach. Was this a metaphor for my life?
If my alarm didn't stop beeping I was going to throw the damn phone off the balcony.
But as I started to wake up, I wondered - was my alarm going off or was my phone ringing? Either way it was equally annoying. I tried to smash it with my hand, but a few minutes later it was going off again.
Opening one eye I saw light coming through the balcony door so that meant it was morning which meant...
Oh shit. School. That's right. I had school today. It felt like only moments ago I had been with...
Shigaraki.
I sat up quickly. Too quickly because everything hurt and I had to flop back down on my bed. Where was Shigaraki? Had he wandered out of UA on his own? Shit!
The building was still intact, so at least there was that. Yay for all of us still being alive!
The last thing I remembered was me sitting on his back, my hands on his shoulders and then...
Well, damn. Guess I needed to practice total body healing a little more, that must be why I felt so sore and tired today.
My phone rang again, but this time I grabbed it and groaned when I saw the caller ID.
"Good morning," I said to Kai when I answered the phone.
"Did my beautiful pet sleep well last night?"
Pet? I resisted the urge to vomit at this new nickname before answering him.
"I slept like a rock, actually."
"Who slept like a rock?"
"I did."
"No," he said, sounding as if he were talking to a five year old. "Try that again."
"Oh.. um... your... pet?... did." Ugh, this was so gross. "Anyway, am I seeing you today?"
"There's been a change of plans," he said, sounding distracted. "Go to school and I will come get you this afternoon."
"I have to go to school? I thought I was spending the day with you." I hoped that my whining sounded real enough.
"Oh?" he asked. "Are you disappointed?"
About having to go to school, yeah.
"Of course I am."
"I'm pleased that you're finally coming around. I have an unexpected meeting this morning, but I'll make time for you later. Be ready this afternoon."
"What will we be doing? And where will we be going? You know, so I know what to bring or wear or whatever."
Damn, I was rusty as hell at this spy stuff.
"I just want to mentally prepare myself for the doctor visits today," I tried again. "I do better when I know what to expect. And when do I get to actually see a prototype of this healing drug?"
Hawks might want Overhaul's location, but I had plans of my own.
"You should know by now that you can leave everything to me. I'll send the car."
And then he hung up.
So not only did I not know where I would be this afternoon, or where Overhaul would be, I also had to go to school. This day was starting to suck already.
My pity party was interrupted by a knock on my door. "Come in," I shouted from my bed. "It's probably unlocked."
The door opened slowly, and I was pleasantly surprised when Shoto poked his head around the door. "Can I come in?"
"That's what I said, silly!" I said, sitting up as he came in the room. Shoto's bag was slung over his shoulder as if he were about to walk over to class. Maybe it was later than I thought.
"No, no, I didn't mean to wake you up," he said apologetically as he saw me sitting up. "I thought you would be up already actually. But," he looked at his watch, "you are probably going to be late if you don't hurry so..."
I couldn't help but smile; he looked so cute standing in the middle of my room all ready for school with his jacket and tie.
I checked the time on my phone. There was no way I was going to make it on time at this rate. Hawks was supposed to tell UA that I wasn't going to be there today anyway.
So... fuck it.
I swung my feet around so that I was facing him, spreading my legs slightly. "Shoto," I sang his name before smiling and biting my bottom lip. "Want to be late with me?"
His eyes got wide, and he immediately dropped his school bag on the floor and started walking toward me.
"Yes."
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Overhaul stared intensely over his mask at the man in front of him. This wasn't the first time Shigaraki had been to his office, but there was something about the leader of the League of Villains in this moment that made him look different than before.
Overhaul couldn't quite figure out what it was, but he didn't like it.
"You seem different today, Shigaraki."
Tomura instinctively touched his neck where y/n's hands had been and remembered how warm she had felt against him while she slept. Even as the hours had passed last night, and it got darker and darker outside, he hadn't been at all tired. He could have left her room at any time, he had certainly felt like he had enough energy to run a few laps around the place, but he hadn't wanted to be anywhere other than right there next to her.
So he had laid by her on her bed, thumbing through her phone or playing with her hair. It was a good thing she was too lazy to have changed the passcode.
At one point she rolled over and draped an arm over him and he had frozen in place, unsure what to do, but then he simply did nothing other than enjoy it.
He was used to people being afraid of him, but here was a girl who wasn't afraid at all.
What would it be like to wake up next to her every morning? The entire idea sounded crazily... normal. Shigaraki was tempted to try it out.
He'd stayed a couple hours after she fell asleep and then he had snuck out without being noticed by any of her little school friends.
Thankfully everyone was asleep, since Shigaraki didn't want to have to decay anyone when he was in such a good mood. Although, after reading through her texts, there were a few people who he thought deserved it.
Y/n's healing touch had made him feel better than he had felt in years, and he wasn't about to let this yakuza asshole ruin his chances of having that feeling on the daily.
"How nice of you to notice, Chisaki. Took you long enough to get here."
"You asked to meet with me, Tomura Shigaraki, not the other way around. I simply granted that request. I'm glad we are finally coming to an understanding of our relative positions here."
"Yeah, whatever, that's exactly what we need to talk about. I'll cut to the chase to save us both time. I've heard that even though you made a deal with us about the anti-quirk drug, you've got another drug in the works."
Overhaul's golden eyes stared straight ahead at him. Did the man ever blink? Shigaraki wasn't sure.
"This is true," Overhaul admitted.
"And here I thought we were partners."
"In some things. I never said the League was a part of all of my business transactions. But let's be honest with each other. This meeting isn't about that, is it?"
Shigaraki stood up from the couch where he'd been sitting and started walking around the room, inspecting the office. Overhaul involuntarily twitched each time Shigaraki's fingers touched something.
"People always talk about scattering someone's ashes when they die," Shigaraki mused, ignoring Overhaul's question as he ran his hand along the bookcase. "But have you ever actually tried to do it? Half the time the ash ends up all over your hands or even on your face when the wind blows it back on you. Ash gets everywhere and is almost impossible to completely get rid of, the way it gets into little nooks and crannies."
"Stop touching everything," Overhaul muttered.
"I bet you think of people as blood and guts," Shigaraki continued walking around, "but at the end of the day, we're all really just piles of ash in the end, aren't we? Kinda gross, right?"
"I said, stop touching things."
"Why? Afraid I might decay something? Leave a couple piles of ash scattered around? I wonder if that mask of yours would filter it out or not."
"Enough," Overhaul said, his fist hitting the desk.
The sound prompted the door to open and Chrono to come into the office. "Everything okay in here, boss?"
"Yes," he said, regaining his composure. "Leave us." Overhaul took a moment to breathe and relax as Chrono left before speaking again. "We're both busy men, and we both know why you're here. I thought something was different about you when I saw you, Shigaraki. I didn't realize it was jealousy that was causing this transformation."
"That's because it isn't. I am different. I feel different. In fact, I feel fantastic. And you know why? I held y/n while she slept last night, and I'm going to hold her every night while she sleeps."
Shigaraki leaned forward onto Overhaul's desk. "So I'm here to tell you to keep your dumb little mickey mouse mittens off her."
Finally, Overhaul thought to himself, finally he gets to the point. Overhaul took a deep breath and calmly sat back in his chair behind his desk, putting more distance between them. "I will have to discuss this incident with her. I'm picking her up this afternoon."
He noticed Shigaraki's body became more rigid, his grip on the desk tighter.
"So?" Shigaraki tried to stay calm. "You say that like we're divorced parents sharing custody."
"I will be her parent, her husband, her master," Overhaul said, golden eyes glaring. "She would have been here right now if you hadn't requested this meeting. I promise you that she knows who is in charge of her. Under the right guidance, I am convinced that she's going to be a nice, obedient pet."
Shigaraki couldn't help but laugh. "You don't know her at all, do you?"
"I'm sorry, Shigaraki. You've been misled, but you're not to blame. I know how troublesome y/n can be. I already have ideas about how to better discipline her. It's past time someone did."
"Oh shut up. You talk too much. As one of my team members, y/n -- "
"Is mine. She is mine," Overhaul interrupted, now leaning forward as well, "of her own choice. As are the profits I'm going to make from her blood. If you can be a bit more respectful, Shigaraki, I might even consider taking you on as an investor. And maybe, for the right price, there could be other privileges involved in that. Depending on how much you're willing to invest in my new drug, we can discuss those terms, if you'd like."
"God, you're annoying. And gross," Shigaraki scoffed.
"That's ironic, coming from you."
"How'd she react when you showed her your anti-quirk bullets? Did you tell her how they get made?" Shigaraki asked, sitting back down and propping his feet up on Overhaul's desk.
When Overhaul didn't answer, Shigaraki kept going. "So you haven't told her. Fascinating. Can't wait to hear how that goes over."
"Y/n and I are going to save the world," he said through his mask. "Or at least that's what she wants to hear. My anti-quirk drug will take over the black market and my healing drug will do the same in the regular world. The rest doesn't matter."
"I really wish I could be there when she realizes that she's up next for dissection. I know exactly who she is going to call to come kick your ass."
"Y/n is an incredible asset that I plan to protect with all of my strength. That I will protect," Overhaul said pointedly, "if anything or anyone gets in the way."
This guy needed to be taken down a notch or two. Or four or five, Shigaraki decided. For maybe the first time in his life, Shigaraki was glad that heroes were on the case. He'd stand back and let them take the hit when they took this guy down. And he couldn't wait to see it.
"Enjoy it while it lasts," Shigaraki said, standing up to go. "Because nothing lasts forever."
As he followed Chrono out of the maze of hallways, Shigaraki wondered what y/n was doing and if she was thinking about last night. He resisted the urge to scratch his neck.
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Shoto's jacket was off before he reached my bed. His tie in my hands, I pulled him on top of me, but the weight of his body on mine made me wince a little in pain.
"Are you okay?" he asked, suddenly concerned. "Did I...?"
"I'm okay. Just sore for some reason. I think I overdid it yesterday during a workout or something."
"That's odd for you, isn't it?" he asked, one hand stroking my face. "Has that happened before?"
"No, but it's fine. I'm fine. Stop talking and kiss me."
But instead he stood up off the bed, taking my hand and pulling me up to him. With my help he pulled my shirt over my head while I unbuttoned his school shirt and threw it and his tie somewhere. Both of us standing topless in the middle of my room, I ran my hand down his chest onto his abs, feeling his skin and touching and admiring each muscle.
Shoto tapped underneath my chin to tilt my face toward him.
"I want you," Shoto said simply.
He leaned down and keeping his finger on the bottom of my chin, gently kissed my lips, only for a second.
"Let me have you," he whispered.
"I'm right here."
His brow furrowed and for just a moment, he seemed to hesitate. "I'm not sure I've been direct enough with you."
"I don't know," I smiled, "you're nothing if not direct. For example," I said, letting my hand wander down to his belt and then lower. "There are no mixed messages here. I can tell exactly what you want right now."
I heard a low groan escape his lips as my hand squeezed gently over his pants.
"And lucky for you," I said, "I want that, too."
Looping an arm around my waist, he brought me closer, our bare chests touching.
"Yes... and..." he seemed to be trying to figure out what to say next. "Yes and no. I can't get you out of my head, y/n. I even had to take two showers this morning -- "
"Two?"
"One hot, one cold."
"That makes sense."
"It was all to try to clear my head," he said, his hand rubbing on my back. "But I can't help it. You have no idea how many times I've fucked you or licked you or kissed you in my mind. And now that you're in front of me, my hands want to feel every inch of you."
I had a great idea.
"Let's skip school and spend the day in bed."
Shoto didn't seem half as excited as I was at the idea. "I don't know," he said. "Wouldn't we get in trouble?"
"Yeah right." I rolled my eyes. "What are they going to do about it? I'll get Hawks to write us a note if we need one."
Shoto made a face. "I'm pretty sure only a parent can do that."
"Well, you're the only one of us who has those, and I don't think we're getting one from your dad any time soon."
"Please don't ever bring him up again."
"Sorry."
"You would really just skip school?"
I nodded eagerly. "Watch me."
Without another word, I undid his belt and got down on the floor in front of him. I reached my hand into his pants and felt him shiver as I held his cock in my hand and took it into my mouth. As he started to gently thrust into my mouth, and I noticed that he had closed his eyes, so I stopped.
"Shoto, I said watch me."
His eyes popped open and he stared down at me. Winding his fingers into my hair, Shoto pushed my head back down, deeper, harder, each time pushing his cock closer to the back of my throat. He was the one setting the pace here which was totally okay with me. It wasn't much longer before I could feel him start to tremble, and I knew he was close.
"Wait," he said, suddenly stopping himself but keeping his hand in my hair. "This wasn't what I had in mind."
"Oh yeah?" Raising an eyebrow, I stared up at him from the floor, ready for whatever was coming next, even though I had a pretty good idea. "What did you have in mind?"
He reached out a hand and helped me up off the floor, and the rest of our clothes came off right after. Then with surprising force, he shoved me back against the dorm room wall, his body slamming up against mine as we kissed.
"Hard and slow is how you like it, isn't it?" he asked between kisses as he pulled up one of my thighs and hooked my leg around his waist.
"I like everything."
He didn't need any further instruction, and with one hard stroke he was inside me. Then he waited for just a second for me to adjust, watching me to make sure I was okay, before we went any further. He must have remembered what I said, because his eyes didn't leave mine, their intense stare pointed right at me no matter how hard he went.
Hard and slow was exactly how it went; with each deep thrust my back scratched against the wall, but I didn't care. If anything, the slightly painful scraping combined with the firm grip of his hand on my thigh only added extra layers of sensation. The roughness of my back contrasted with the slick way our chests slid against each other. We were sweaty and sticky, and it was everything I could have hoped for.
This wasn't sex in a dark room at night, everything hidden and mysterious in the darkness. No, this was middle-of-the-morning, lights-on, everything-on-display sex. We were two people who wanted our bodies as close as humanly possible and we were going to do anything we could to have skin-on-skin contact, everywhere.
And everywhere is precisely where both of our hands went. When the tipping point finally came, when we both couldn't take it any longer without losing our minds, our mouths covered each other's, the kiss muffling any sounds that might have escaped into the hopefully empty dorm.
"I need a shower," I finally was able to pant as he leaned against me catching his breath. "Too bad you already showered twice."
Shoto picked his head up to look at me, beads of sweat on his face and a small smile on his lips. "Third times the charm?"
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Lying naked in my bed later, Shoto made tiny ice cubes on my belly, their frozen edges tickling my skin. Then he'd melt them, letting the water start to run before he froze them again and we started over. Who needed school when you could do this for hours? Surely this counted as science class in some way.
But our little game was interrupted when my phone rang. Shoto reached for it and held up the phone for me to see. "I hate that I have to answer this," I told him, "but I have to answer this."
Shoto clicked the button to answer the call and handed the phone to me.
"What do you need, Hawks?" I asked. "Make it fast."
"Fast is what I'm good at. Good morning to you too," he said. It sounded like wind was rushing by him as he talked. "Just checking on my baby bird and seeing if our bad guy had changed his plans. The location sharing is working, so I could see that you were still at UA. Everything okay?"
"Everything is fine," I said, dancing my fingers down Shoto's chest as he shivered slightly. "Very fine. Yes, there's been a change of plans and I'm going to school today. Eventually. Now if you would excuse me..."
"Do I hear someone else?" Hawks asked.
"Nope. Definitely not."
"Okay, good, because I'm about to be at your room in like five seconds. Let's relieve some of this tension together."
"You're about to do what? No – Hawks, no..."
Shoto and I both froze when we heard a thump on my balcony. We didn't even have time to get up before Hawks opened the balcony door and walked in.
"Well, hey, kids," he said, a huge smile on his face as he came into my room and saw both of us in my bed. "Been working out, Todoroki?"
Shoto was sitting in stunned silence on my bed, so I got up and tossed Shoto his clothes while Hawks proceeded to sit down at my desk chair.
"I wish I could say that I'm sorry to intrude, but I'm really not," Hawks said. "Please continue."
I found a shirt and my underwear and Hawks didn't take his eyes off me as I put them on.
"Hawks."
"Go on," he said, gesturing from his chair with his hand for us to continue. "You two can go back to doing what you were doing."
"Unless you have something important for me... no, even if you do have something important for me, you can get the fuck out. Now."
"I was hanging around UA in case something exciting happened, but this is way better. Later I could fly you two love birds to school so you won't be too late, if you want."
"No, thank you," Shoto said at the same time I said, "Fuck you."
I walked over and grabbed Hawks' arm and yanked him up from the chair. "Time to go. I'll update you later," I said, pushing him out my balcony door.
"Hey, Todoroki," Hawks called back into my room over his shoulder as I tried to get him out of my room, "she really likes it when you –"
"Shut up!" I muttered through clenched teeth as I shoved him out onto the balcony, the door slamming shut behind me.
"You know you don't have pants on, right?" Hawks asked, jumping up to sit on my railing. "Are you trying to tease me in front of the boyfriend?"
"It was more important to make you leave. Now go. Bye."
"Fine. I'm going. Looks like I didn't have to do anything after all to get you two together," he chuckled. "Welcome to the family, kid. This is going to be one fucked up wedding."
"I am so tired of people talking about weddings," I said, throwing my hands in the air. "Just let me be!"
"Would you two even have a wedding? Think what a disaster that would be. Picking out the groomsmen would be hilarious though," he said laughing. "Does the bride dance with the father of the groom? Is that a thing? We could make that a thing."
"I hope you get hit by a plane or something. Shoo," I said, motioning him away.
Hawks stood up on the railing, balancing himself there. "And that part where the minister asks if anyone objects? Oh my god, can you imagine?"
"No, I can't. Please go. I'm begging you."
"I said I was going!" Hawks jumped off the railing and hovered in the air for just a moment. "Keep your phone charged so I can watch your location. Looks like it's going to be a busy day."