Izuku dropped the bag he was holding.
How could he? How fucking dare he. After all that they've fucking been through. After everything. Shigaraki turned out to be like all of the others. A sneaky, lying, manipulative asshole.
Shigaraki's eyes widened once he noticed Izuku, immediately pulling out to wrap a robe around his naked body."Izuku, baby, I promise it's not what it looks like. I can explain."
Izuku chuckled dryly, "you were fucking her. What's to explain? Seems pretty fucking self-explanatory to me."
"Look baby, I-"
"I'm not your baby. Not anymore. Don't fucking talk to me Tomura, we're done." Izuku growled out angrily, picking his forgotten bag off of the floor and storming down the stairs, Shigaraki hot on his trail. "We can work this shit out, baby, I promise!" The blue haired man begged, grabbing the greenette's arm, preventing the other from walking out of the door.
Izuku glared at Shigaraki, his eyes glowing a dangerous, toxic green. "Let go of me, Tenko."
His wings puffed out, waiting for the slightest move of hostility, and the spade of his tail getting impossibly sharper. He was reflexively resuming a battle stance.
"No. Not until you hear me out." Shigaraki stubbornly responded.
Izuku narrowed his eyes, and with the smallest twitch of his pinky, Shigaraki was flying into the wall at the end of the room. The wall cracked at the unexpected pressure, a large crater formed in the shape of a body.
The greenette didn't spare Shigaraki another glance as he slammed the door shut, propelling into the air with one strong flap of his wings.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐘𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐢
FanfictionYarusenai is a very well known vigilante in Musutafu, Japan. His identity outside of vigilantism is Izuku Midoriya. No-one knows of his identity, however. Yarusenai is very good at covering his tracks, and making sure his identity is not found out...
