Idol and The Hero

5: Golden? Maknae

⚠️There will be and lot of triggering thoughts and derogatory terms. You have been warned⚠️
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Izuku POV

I was laying on my bed staring at my ceiling just thinking of the past couple of weeks. Only two weeks ago, Kaachan and I made our relationship public. Only a week ago, I went on a date with Kaachan and posted pictures. Only 5 days ago, I went on Vlive and chatted with ARMY only to be bombarded with comments similar to those I find on my Instagram posts.

I was happy that there were so many people within ARMY, as well as outside of it, supporting our relationship. I was also happy that Kaachans hero image wasn't greatly affected; both because he didn't care and he could prove his worth saving people and defeating villains. But my happiness didn't matter to haters. Haters didn't care what their words made me feel. Haters didn't care if I took their words to heart. Haters didn't care that I only wanted their respect. Haters didn't care. This is why they kept commenting and finding ways to get their hurtful words into my eye-line.

Fag

'This was the most common term I've seen'

Sinner

'Why must my love be a sin?'

Worthless Maknae

'Does nothing else matter but my golden maknae image?'

Disgusting

'Am I really that disgusting?'

Disposable

'Does the group really need me?'

Slut

'Why should my love and happiness mean anything?'

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Do I deserve Kaachan's love?

Third POV

Izuku scrolled through social media but his eyes didn't catch the loving and supporting comments. They only caught the hate. They flooded his mind and senses. His eyes began to water as he thought about the words. He was supposed to be the 'Golden Maknae.' Izuku was the one good at everything. The one that could face any challenge head-on and come out victorious. Sports, singing, rapping, art, filming, producing, love.

Love was always included in the list. He was a master of giving love to fans. He was a master of being considerate and thankful for the love that was given back. But he never thought of the other type of love. He didn't know how his status had classified his mastery of romantic love. He should have known. He should have known like he was walking straight into a wall. Other than being shipped with his hyungs, which he found quite odd, he was always shipped with females.

From the start, he should have expected that the 'Golden Maknae' was straight.

'The Golden Maknae' = Straight, but Izuku Midoriya = Gay. His image was straight, but he was gay. Even when he came out a few months after the group's debut, many people didn't really acknowledge it. They didn't want to believe it. They had already constructed his image. They had already defined him as a perfect idol. A few haters went after him when he came out, but eventually, it died out because people just didn't believe him. They didn't believe their perfect image could be tainted.

Tainted

Is that what Izuku was? Was his love tainted? Tainted means: of undesirable quality. Was the real Izuku undesirable? Was his only purpose as a person to be the perfectly sculpted idol he was labeled as for 4 years?

As Izuku continued to lay on his bed, he didn't feel the tears start to stream down his cheeks and soak his pillows. Izuku hadn't even registered that he had set his phone down next to him, nor the lighting up of his phone and a few dings of texts coming through. Izuku just stared. He stared at the ceiling of the dark bedroom as his thoughts kept drifting among the hateful words.

Bakugou POV

Fuck I hate night shifts. Why do villains have to roam the streets at night when they could simply just go to sleep and let me sleep as well. Ha! I bet that is why villains are always in bad moods. They never get any sleep so they are sleep deprived dick-heads.

Now I'm stuck here on the roof of some building, looking into alleys to see any sleep deprived dick-heads up to no good. But as usually, there is nothing gone on. Great.

I should probably text the nerd good night since he had to go back to his dorm a few days ago. I hope he's ok. The hate has been getting pretty fucking bad and the company is having a hard time tracking down and blocking all the accounts. I know he has seen a good chunk of the damn comments. I can tell by his mood. It's not his normal perky and excited self.

I don't think Izu realizes it but compared to how much hate is, their really isn't that many haters against him and I. Most of the accounts are fucking bots who have been programmed to spread the comments and create more drama. I fucking hate people. Why do they have to be so damn annoying and disrespectful all the time. It's ridiculous. *Angry pomeranian noises*

I pull out my phone and open my chat box with Izu.

Izu💚

[Goodnight baby]

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[Baby?]

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[I guess your already fucking asleep. Well goodnight anyway. Love you lots 💜]

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Poor Izu!!! 😭😭😭 Also never create a image of someone before knowing them. It is very rude and inconsiderate towards that person.