But why me? (FatGum x F!Reader)

Is that?

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Your night at the bar was surprisingly short, your shift ending at 10:00 PM. So you decided that, since there was plenty of time for patrolling, you would skim the streets.

Now, here you where, your hero outfit snuggly fit like always. The fabric had been fixed by the local suit makers. You had left it at the step of the store early in the morning, and found your suit had been delivered to the address you requested in a short letter.

The night sky had only a small amount of stars in the sky, the moon being the only light in the dark alleyways. There must be plenty of villains out, you shivered at the thought of them slinking between the shadows, preying on innocent people.

I hope all villains get what they deserve. You thought bitterly to yourself.

Your body convulsed into a frenzy of shivers as the early winds of winter smacked you in the face.

"Ugh! I hate the cold!" You said loudly, your feet turning a corner, only to be knocked down by a very tall figure.

Thud!

Your butt met the cold concrete of the sidewalk. Your hands only barely supporting the rest of your body from falling.

"I'm sorry!" The voice came from above, it was thick in accent and sounded deep.

I like accents and deep voices. You smirk to yourself, only to see a large hand extend towards you.

"Oh... er- thanks" You reluctantly took the hand, your body being pulled up by the firm hand.

Your face then hit their chest again, only you weren't going to fall again. You could feel the heat from their chest.

This feels ni- wait stop Y/N!

"Eep! Sorry!" You jump back, you knee high boots clacking on the ground below you.

"It's all good" You finally managed to look up, your e/c eyes meeting golden ones, hidden behind a mask. He looks like a raccoon...

"I should watch where I'm going" You took a step back to get a full view of the guy. Oh wow!
You where so happy you had a mask covering your face, because damn did you drool.

He was tall, with golden blond hair, his eyes a deeper gold. His hands where large in size. Wonder what those hands could do~ Your mask hid the blush crossing your face.

"Im sorry, but may I ask you somethin' ?" The man suddenly asked, his accent sending shivers down your spine.

"Uh huh" Is all you managed to say, you've never felt like this.

"Are you a hero? I noticed your costume" His large hands crossed against his chest. That's when you stop with shock. This guys has the exact costume as Fatgum!

"We-"  Before you could talk, you where rudely interrupted by a screaming fan who happened to be there at the exact place and time.

Seeing that Fatgum was occupied with the fan, you dart away. If there's a pro- hero here, there's bound to be fans and crowds, no matter the time of night.

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"Wait a minute, I thought Fatgum was supposed to be.... fat?" Your best friend cocked his head to the side, obviously trying to make sense of what you told him.

"I mean, it could be his quirk. There's alotta form shifters" You rubbed your chin, trying to figure it out.

"I mean, he's kinda cute either way" You unconsciously blurted out before you thought about the words. His golden eyes where practically burned into your skull.

Ugh, his gorgeous face is stuck in my mind.

"The fuck" Ashton turned towards you aggressively, his eyes filled with shock.

"What? I can't say he's attractive?" You pointed finger guns at him with a wink. "Jealous?"

"No" Ashton firmly said, almost too firmly. "But I never thought that you would have a crush on someone"

"I don't have a crush on him!" You blushed at the words, hiding under the blanket that covered you.

"Uh huh! Sure!" That's the last thing you heard when you felt hands grab your legs from under the blanket.

"WA!!" You shrieked as your body was pulled from off the couch.

THUD!

Your body hits the floor, your arms and legs tangled up in the blanket. "What the hell!" You managed to get a glimpse of a smiling Ashton.

"Let's go find him! Let's find Fatgum!" Ashton clearly shouted, his gloved hands resting on his hips, looking a little too sassy.

"NO!" You pull the covers back over your head. You kick you feet when you feel the presence of Ashtons hands closing in.

"YES!" He yelled again, his firm grip pulling you up to meet his chest. "Let goooooo!"

"Nooooo"

"Yesssss!"

*Knock knock*

The two of you stop the squabble at the sound of the knocking from the front door. Without another word you swiftly escape Ashton, and made your way to the door.

"Yes?" You peek out the door, only to see a very familiar face.

"A-are you okay? I heard fighting..." The white haired boy managed to stutter out the words.

"Marsh?" Your monotone voice sounded lightly. The man standing outside the door jumping at his name being called.

"Yes?" The white haired man shockingly stepped back, his green eyes lighting up with fear.

"It's alright it's me, Y/N"  You finally opened the door to reveal your face along with Ashtons, who just so happened to sneak up behind you.

"Oh! Y/N!" Marsh suddenly loosened from the shock, his green eyes gleaming with familiarity.

"It's been awhile! Why are you here?" You ask, stepping out of the apartment to stand in front of Marsh.

"I just moved in next door" Marsh pointed his long finger to the place next to yours. "Right there"

"Well shit! Welcome back neighbor" Your neutral face making a tiny smile. 

"Been awhile Marshmallow" Ashton suddenly chirped, his hand extending to take Marsh's.

"Y-yeah..." Marsh slowly took his hand and shook very softly, as if he would break Ashtons hand.

Classic Marsh, always so gentle. I wouldn't mind if he broke Ashtons hand right now tho.

"If ya' ain't busy, would you like to tag along with us?" Ashton took his hand back, placing them inside his sweatpants.

"What for?" Marsh asked, suddenly looking nervous again. His hands twitching uncomfortably.

"I plan on finding the hero Fatgum, and maybe hook Nyan here up" Ashton nudged your side with his elbow, only for you to cringe away like always.

"I'm sorry, but I have things to unpack" Marsh looked away, his eyes not meeting either of theirs. His white hair falling into his eyes.

"It's okay" Your monotone voice mumbled softly. Then you pivoted on your heels to meet Ashton.

"I didn't agree to this" You huffed at the  dark gray haired man, your arms crossed against your chest. "Plus, he wouldn't recognize me. I had my mask on" You tail twitched to and fro, thinking you had settled this.

"He can like you for Nyan! Not Darko" Ashton winked at you, his hands in the form of guns.

"You aren't gonna give up huh?"

"Nope!"

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Sorry for the short chapter! I promise to make it up to y'all! Love you my chickpeas!

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