𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 (𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚄𝚙 𝙱𝙽𝙷𝙰 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

Chapter 5

No one's POV

The Uber driver opened the car door and helped Y/n out of the car. He opened the trunk and pulled out Y/n's crutches and handed them to her.

"Have a good day, miss. I wish you a speedy recovery." The man bowed.

"Thank you. Have a good rest of your day." Y/n smiled at the man as he drove off. She turned around and started to make her way to the doors to unlock and started to fumble with the keys. She groaned in annoyance when she dropped the keys and tried to use her crutches to pick them up until she lost her balance. She braced herself for the pain of her body smacking into the pavement until she felt a pair of arms catch her.

She looked up and her (e/c) eyes met with onyx eyes. She realized that she was being held by a beautiful lady with her black hair tied up into a ponytail. The lady's dark eyes were laced with worry as she helped Y/n back to her feet. That's when Y/n recognized who this was. The lady was Creati, the number 7 hero in Japan. What's up with her meeting all the heroes?

"Are you alright miss? In your condition, I don't think you should be walking around." Creati said, taking note of what injuries Y/n had.

Y/n laughed lightly, causing the hero's heart to pick up its pace.

'Weird' the hero thought.

"I'm okay. I'm just clumsy and dropped the keys." Y/n said, still trying to pick up the keys. Momo realized that Y/n was struggling and quickly bent down to pick the keys. She stood back up.

"Would you like me to unlock the door for you?" She offered. Y/n nodded and backed up a bit, giving the hero room. Momo stuck the key in the door and unlocked it, opening the door.

"Thank you very much. It's been hard moving around for the past few hours." Y/n said, making her way to the door.

"Not to be personal or anything, but may I ask why you are in this condition? Is something happening at home?" The hero questioned.

"No, no nothing is happening at home. I got caught in some trouble with a creep. But the police are looking for the guy." Y/n explained, gesturing for Momo to come into the cafe.

"Well, I'm glad you're alright. Do you need help with anything else?"

"No, but I would like to give you something for saving me for the wrath of the pavement," Y/n said, jokingly. Momo chuckled and took a look at the menu.

"I'll try the tiramisu. I'll also pay for a strawberry smoothie." Momo said, but Y/n waved her hand.

"No, no it's alright. It's all on the house. Plus, my employees won't come until about 8:30 so I'll have a lot of time on my hands until we fully open." Y/n said, shuffling to the kitchen. Momo glanced around the cafe and found it quite cute.

"So, how long have you been open for?" Momo asked, touching the flower on the table.

"Um, I opened this place when I was 19, so I think about 10 years," Y/n called from the kitchen, grabbing strawberries out of the fridge.

"Has business been good?"

"Yep! I don't think we haven't had a day where we don't have any customers." Y/n said, walking out of the kitchen.

'That was fast' Momo thought.

"Here you go. One tiramisu and one strawberry smoothie. I hope you like it." Y/n said smiling. This is where Momo had finally gotten a good look at Y/n. She hadn't realized how gorgeous Y/n was. Even though her face has a large bruise on her face, she could still see her beauty. The way her (e/c) shone it the morning sunlight. The adorable hairstyle seemed to match her perfectly. And her smile. The smile that could make anyone's day better.