Yamada's POV:
I woke up that morning earlier than usual for a Saturday since I was up late at the radio station; I woke up pretty close to nine in other words. I got out of bed and quickly got dressed in a long sleeve shirt and sweatpants before I ran a comb through my hair. The apartment felt a little cooler than usual, so I turned up the heat a little so then it wouldn't bother Y/N too much. I then went to the kitchen to start making a pot of coffee. As I was getting the coffee maker ready, I tried to remember what it was that I was going to tell Sho, but I had forgotten. I was going to tell him something when I got back from the station, but he wasn't on the sofa or up, so I decided to keep it in mind. So since I forgot, I figured that it wasn't that important. Anyways, after I finished getting the coffee going, I went up to Y/N's room and closed the door so then I wouldn't wake her. That'd be the last thing I wanted. Waking her and her being pissed off? Yeah, no thanks.
Just as I closed the door, Melody decided that she wanted to leave the room, so I waited for her to leave so I could close the door. She then followed me down the stairs and to the living room. Just as I was going to sit on the sofa, I noticed that one of Y/N's comic books was on the coffee table. I thought that it was odd that it was out of her room since she's good at keeping her things in her room and not strewn about. I then picked it up and went back up the stairs again and into her room to drop it off to leave it on her coffee table. As I turned around, I glanced up to Y/N's bed to check on her since you could see it if you were standing by the couch. I was then going to leave, but I stopped and had to do a double take since I didn't think that I saw her up there. I climbed the spiral staircase and peeked to see if she was there; she wasn't.
I knew that she had hero duty after school, but she should have been back way before then. I debated whether I should wake Sho up and see if he's heard anything from her, but just as I walked out of the entryway, he was walking out of our room. "Did you make fresh coffee yet?" he asked as he walked towards the kitchen.
"Yeah," I quickly said before I asked, "do you know where Y/N is? She's not in her room."
I followed him into the kitchen as he answered, "She was asked to do the night shift."
A wave of relief swept over me, but then I realized that it was an hour or two past the time that she should have been off, "Shouldn't she have gotten off at eight?"
He hummed at the thought while he got out a mug, "I suppose...but she may have to work until ten. I know I've been asked to do it over night and had to go till ten."
"Okay, but I wish she would let one of us know."
He waited for the last little bit of coffee to go into the pot as he said, "Well if she's busy she can't message one of us."
"You're right, but still." I said as I got a mug out. I then sat the mug on the counter behind me as a smirk grew on my face. I then took a step forward and put my arms around Sho and rested my chin on his shoulder.
He sighed as he brought his free hand up and put it on the side of my head, "What is it?" he asked.
I then said with an attempt to have a purr to my voice, "I have an idea."
He paused for a moment before he balled his hand up that was on the side of my head and began to sort of pull a chunk of my hair, "No, I'm too tired."
I then wined a little, "C'mon, we have some time; and besides, you just woke up."
He removed his hand from my hair and tried to push me away with his elbow as he stood his ground, "Zashi, I said no."
I moved my right hand to take the mug that he was holding onto and sat it on the counter next to us before I spun him around so he was looking at me and leaning against the counter. My left knee was bent between his legs and my hands were on the counter on both sides of him as I leaned forwards, keeping him in place so he couldn't move. His face grew a light shade of red as he looked away. Once I saw that, the smirk grew a little.
"Since you don't want to have a little fun, you have to say that you love me." I said in a low tone, one that I know he absolutely loves. He tried to hide behind a black curtain of his hair, but I brought a hand up and pushed it behind an ear which made his face turn even redder. "All you have to do is say that and I'll move." I teased.
"Zashi, just-"
"Nope," I cut him off, "I'm not going to move until you say it." I persisted.
He looked away and acted as if he was trying to hide before he mumbled quietly, "I love you."
I then turned an ear towards him a little as I teased, "What was that? I couldn't hear you."
He grumbled about it as he wrinkled his nose before he looked me in the eyes and grabbed the collar of my shirt, making me take a step back as he said in a confident tone, "I love you."
I chuckled victoriously as I brought him in for a kiss, then let him go as we locked eyes, "And I love you too." I said as he let me go and I backed off a little to give him space.
He then turned around to grab his mug as he elbowed me in the ribs, "Jerk." he said.
"So, I'm a jerk now?" I asked as I grabbed my mug on the counter behind me.
He then added quietly, "Yeah, but you're my jerk."
I smiled as I said, "Thought so." and waited for Sho to finish pouring himself a mug of coffee.
We then went to the couch to watch another movie that we wanted to see. We could have graded papers, but we were sort of lazy; and besides, that's supposed to be Sunday's problem. Somewhere close to three I decided that I should dust and sweep around the apartment since that is what Y/N did on Saturdays. I knew that she was going to be worn out when she got off of hero duty, so I decided to take it upon myself to clean too. It's not that we make her do it or anything, it's just that we can't stop her cause she can be so stubborn at times. She says that it's the least that she can do since she's staying at the apartment for free pretty much.
As I was sweeping, I stopped and asked, "Hey, Sho?"
He was lying on the couch and wrapped in four blankets with Melody lying on his stomach, already sleeping while he was trying to fall asleep. He mumbled tiredly, "What is it?"
"Shouldn't Y/N be back by now?"
He paused to look at the time, "Yeah, she should."
"Text her and see what's up." I suggested.
"I'm too comfy...you do it."
I then said under my breath, "Fine." as I took out my phone and began to text Y/N asking where she was.
Regular POV:
I woke up with my mind a little clouded. I didn't know what was going on or where I was. I tried to move but I was strapped to a chair at my wrists, ankles, and my waist. It oddly felt familiar. As I looked at the situation I was in, I noticed that I was in a pair of shorty-shorts and a tank top. The room was actually sort of cold. I brought my head up and looked around, and as I did, a dark figure from the corner of the room started walking towards me slowly. Once they were in the light, I was able to see that it was an average height man with grey hair, though he was still quite young looking.
"You sure took your sweet old time. You're finally awake after nearly twelve hours later." the man said with a snarl.
"Where am-" I started, but then I was hit in the face out of nowhere by something and whatever it was hurt like hell.
"You weren't given permission to speak." the man informed. I moved my jaw up and down as I tried to resolve the stinging. He took me by my jaw and held on tightly as he turned my head to face him since I was looking away from the hit. He held up my phone and demanded, "What is your pass-code?"
"That's not my phone." I tried to lie.
I was hit again but this time it was on the forehead. "Bullshit." the man hissed, "This is your phone since we found it on you. Now, tell me the pass-code or else things will get ugly."
I grinned, "You must be named 'things' cause you're already ugly." I snarked.
The man whistled and another figure came from somewhere beyond the doorway that was in front of me. The person was huge. Honestly my first thought was that it was All Might, though I knew that it wasn't. The huge muscular person stopped in front of me and cracked their knuckles as if it was some cliche movie. The grey haired man ordered the huge one, "Get the phones pass-code out of her. Be sure to do it quick, I want to get things moving; we're already behind schedule."
"Yes, boss." the large person said in a deep voice before stepping into the light so I was able to see them. Before I was able to process what the giant man looked like, I was punched square in the nose a couple times before I was punched in the windpipe. He stopped as I gasped for air and wheezed. Once I caught my breath, he started punching me and ended with a kick before the grey haired man spoke up.
"So, are you going to tell me yet or not?"
I chuckled, "You think that I'll give up that easily? It's not like I have anything important on there, so why do you want it?"
He ignored me and just nodded his head to the other man, which he then went off and came back a couple seconds later with a towel and a five gallon bucket. He draped the towel over my head and began to pour the freezing cold water over my head. I tried to inhale normally when I'd be able to breathe underwater, but I couldn't, I just began to choke on the water. It was horrible, I felt like I was actually drowning.
After a torturous minute I yelled, "Fine! I'll tell you!" The larger man stopped pouring the water over my head and removed the soaking wet towel from over my head as I coughed viciously.
"Good, now what is the pass-code?" the grey haired man demanded again.
"7863" I said out of breath.
He then put in the code and tapped on a few things before saying, "Oh, would you look at that, you have three texts from people that you haven't replied to." he paused and began to read the text and who it was from, "Let's see...the oldest one is from someone named Midoriya, and it reads: Are you free Saturday afternoon? I was wondering if you could help me with some of the homework." he tapped on something else before continuing, "This ones from someone named Aizawa: Also, don't forget to be quiet when you get back, I don't want to be woken up." he paused before saying, "The last ones from Toshi: I'm afraid that I can't make it to next week's meet up since I've been asked to attend this meeting at the agency. I tell you, I can never relax." Just as the man was going to put my phone in his pocket, it buzzed. His face lit up as he looked at it, "Well, you just got a text from Yamada. He said: I know you did the night shift, but when are you going to get done? Where are you?" he looked up to me, "I'll start with replying to that person and working my way to the older texts that you haven't replied to." He then turned to leave the room as he began to type on my phone and said to the other guy, "Do what you want with her."
The large man pulled brass knuckles out of his pocket and slipped it onto his left hand fingers before balling his hand up into a fist and pounding me in the face, making me black out with one hit.