MHA Boyfriend Scenarios and oneshots (Back on For writing!)

How you meet Part 2

Y'all its author person here. BISH SCHOOL FRIGGING SUCS! I CANT EVEN UPDATE OR HAVE TIME TO WITHOUT HAVING CLASSES OR HW OR ANXIETY AND STRESS! BUT. I have half an hour before first period and then 45 minutes to do this part and the aizawa chapter that ive been waiting to get time and WiFi on for about two months. IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT T.T ILL TRY TO UPDATE MORE OFTEN, SINCE WE HAVE A WEEK OFF SCHOOL SOON. I WILL UPDATE THEN AS MUCH AS I CAN. FOR NOW, EMJOY THIS, AND GO TO MY OTHER WATTPAD ACCOUNT I SHARE WITH MY FRIEND, ITS CALLED
Sammy-and-Alex. We rp alot and have a book up and runnjng from our recent fantasy au rp we do during class TwT. NOW! ONTO THE PART 2.

(Song used in Dabi's part. Drum cover for reasons shown when y/n starts playing.)

Shigaraki- (This was a little after the USJ news broke out.)

Shiggy's POV- Damn. Only a day after we attack and the news is spreading like wildfire. It'd be a new time to get recruits and find some more weak spots on All might.... I scroll through old articles about the Number One Hero, something catching my eyes.

He has a daughter. Who ran away at 12 years old? Hm...

INTERESTING.

((Y/n's POV.

I stand outside leaning against the brick wall of an alleyway, underneath the overhang of the roof looking at the news. Looks like he saved a bunch of people. Again. I sigh and keep scrolling. The leader seems interesting. "Tomura Shigaraki... why did he attack U.A.?" I mumble out not knowing the said male was sitting around the corner waiting for my thoughts. "He wanted to kill my father? Hm... why though?"

"Because heroes these days don't do what they're supposed to. They take the fame and the money and discard everyone behind them. Classifying what's good and bad." A raspy voice calls out behind me.

I turn my head with dull eyes and look at the hooded male up and down. "And what about it? Who are you?" I ask annoyed he disturbed my train of thought.

"Oh c'mon..." He starts. Lifting head up so I can clearly see his face. "Don't recognize the male you're so interested in?" He states cockily.

I take in his features, noticing the red eyes and scars over his face. Honestly, they make him look badass. "Well now I do. Nice to meet the man who wants my father's demise." I lift off the wall and slowly walk over to him with a smug look on my face. "Why are you here hotshot? Came to take me 'hostage' for leverage on him? To get him to come to you?" I question with a scowl. He looks surprised. "Sorry to break it to you. He won't come for me. He never loved me." I drop my arms and walk past him, brushing his shoulder along the way and silently exiting. "Thanks for the talk." I wave and disappear around the corner.

Dabi- (Before he joined the league, maybe about a week before.)

I walk out of my motel room for the night and head to my normal alleyway, sitting down and just listening to the nature walk by. I sigh seeing such beautiful families with their kids. I wish I had that. Four years ago I ran away from my abusive home. Starting playing music in this alleyway for money. Normally I get spit at by thugs or rich people when I play, and barely make enough money for me to eat.

But I let that slide most of the time. It's peaceful other than that. Now that I'm thinking about families, I have a certain song in mind to play. Other people might relate to it, so maybe I'd get publicity! I smile and pull out my make-shift drumbs and symbols, setting them up in the right order for this specific song and grabbing my sticks, not noticing the figure behind me.