𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 (𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚄𝚙 𝙱𝙽𝙷𝙰 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

Chapter 16

///Outside of Street Veiw Apartments///

As the pair walked out of the complex doors, Y/n saw a sleek and shiny black limo. It had lights on the bottom of it and the windows were tinted black. A man in his early 50's stepped out and removed his cap, bowing.

"Good evening, Sir. How are you?" The man said. Midoriya smiled and waved at him.

"Good evening, Tadashi. I'm doing great."

Y/n stood there awkwardly, fiddling with her fingers. The man noticed Y/n's presence and smiled.

"Hello. I'm Hiro Tadashi. What's your name, madam?" Tadashi asked politely. Y/n stopped playing with her fingers.

"I'm Y/n Miyamoto. It's nice to meet you." Y/n held a hand out and Tadashi shook it, smiling.

"You're very polite compared to the other girls Sir has brought out before." Midoriya's eyes widened. Y/n gave confused smile as she let go of Tadashi's hand.

Midoriya wanted to slap Tadashi then himself. He didn't want Y/n to know that he was that type of person. He also knew that Y/n probably didn't want to hear about other girls while they were on a date.

"I'm probably stalling you from your plans for tonight," Tadashi said as he opened the right-side door. Midoriya shook his head clear of thoughts and smiled.

"Ladies first." He said as he held his hand out. Y/n chuckled and nodded. She climbed into the car and looked around in awe.

The car had color changing lights on the roof and below the seats. There was a TV that had a virtual fireplace that had noises of cracking wood. The seats were black Italian leather and had 2 rows of 3 seats. One facing the normal direction while the other was facing the opposite.

In the middle of the seating had a small table that was made of shiny wood. On top of it had a rustic metal bucket filled with ice and a bottle of champagne. On the right of the bucket, two crystal cups were there.

Y/n wanted a seat by the window so she climbed in the car and shuffled down to the right. Midoriya climbed in after her and sat next to her. Tadashi shut the door and climbed into the driver's seat.

There was an awkward silence as they felt the car begin to start up again. Y/n just sat there, staring out of the window. Midoriya rubbed his neck and sighed softly.

"I, um, I just wanted to say I'm not like that anymore. You know, er, going around and doing that stuff." Midoriya tried his hardest not to make himself look bad in front of Y/n. He didn't want to come out and say 'Yeah, I'm was a manwhore, sleeping around and taking 50 girls out each week'

"Don't worry, it's completely fine. It's very understandable that there would be many women that would like a chance with you. I mean, look at you. You're handsome, kind, and an amazing hero." Y/n said, patting his leg.

Midoriya looked down at her hand that rested on his leg and also considered her words. That was the first time that one of his dates never brought up his money or fame. It always made him feel like a wallet for women or just a way to help boost their popularity. His confidence in dating slowly depleted after the 5th date with some American chick named Amanda Smith (Idk that's off the top of my head) brought up the fact that on their second date, she wanted him to buy her a $45,000 necklace. That's when he realized that women weren't interested in him, they were interested in his title.

So why did he keep going out with the same woman, along with different women? Well, the answer is simple: He wanted to feel loved by someone else. Even if they were the snobbiest, bitchiest woman out there. He longed to feel wanted and wanted to feel like someone depended on him. So picking up the bitchiest  people out there was his only way. But with Y/n, it felt different. Like she would be different.