ᴀ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ {ᴍʜᴀ x ᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ}

ﾟ°☆𝟎𝟏𝟕☆° ﾟ

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Y/n pauses before exiting his apartment, hesitantly debating whether or not to enter.

"They won't know." Y/n bites his lip, walking away from the door.

"They'll think im still looking for my phone, or at work." Y/n smiles, casually making his way down the stairs.

  "Damn it now i feel bad for have Shoto walk me here." Y/n pushes the door and walks out into the busy streets.

* * *

  Y/n lifts a pair of gloves, wanting to check the price.

"Excuse me? Do you know if these are fire resistant?" Y/n asks, displaying the gloves.

"Nope, those aren't. Oh but we have some over there." The employee points in the direction of a box with sharpie written on it.

  "Thank you."  Y/n smiles warmly, looking onto the shabby box of gloves.

  He found a thin and plain pair ot black gloves. "These are fire resistant?" Y/n raised his eyebrows, trying on the gloves before activating his quirk.

  Y/n smiles in satisfaction, taking hold of them and looking around a bit more. He spots a light blue shade in the corner of his eyes, pausing and turning to look.

  A male in all black was digging through the same box Y/n was. Y/n couldn't help but seem to find him familiar and unconsciously walked towards him.

"What kind of quirk do you have?" Y/n asks, bending over to see for himself.

"I can help." Y/n smiles, looking at the shorter male.

". . . Its a touch type quirk." Y/n nods.

  "Can you activate it?"

  The male hesitates and shakes his head. "If i touch someone or something with all five fingers." Y/n nods, taking hold of another pair of gloves with both the middle and pointer finger spots cut off.

"This works right?" Y/n hands them to the other male.

  The shorter male nods slowly, not wanting to converse with Y/n.

"Glad i could help!" Y/n smiles and walks away, slowly tying his hair into a ponytail to stop it from getting it from his face.

   "Ah excuse me again!" Y/n runs to another employee.

* * *

   Y/n successfully found the perfect outfit for the weekend. Though it was similar to his own style, its something he himself wanted.

  Y/n held onto the shopping bags, walking towards a different store that had peeked his interest.

  He scanned through the clothes on the racks, Taking out what he thought was nice.

  Y/n looked around and spotted a dressing room, quickly entering and setting his stuff up on the hooks, ready to try on.

  He slowly started to strip out of his own clothes, Taking a glance at the mirror to admire his welp built figure.

  He paused. Spotting a pair of eyes and feet outside from the stall.

Y/n takes a deep breath before aggressively opening the stall door and pulling the shorter male into the fitting room by his ears

  "Ow ow ow!- "The shorted Male tries getting out of Y/n's grip.

  "You pervert-" Y/n furrows his eyebrows, pulling harder on his ear.

   The shorter male from earlier.

"Hey wait- aren't you that guy from earlier." Y/n pauses, letting go of the shorter males ear.

  "Fucking christ- do you do that to everybody?! You're insane!." The male hold his ear.

"Well it really isn't my fault you were being so bad at stalking." Y/n rolls his eyes, quickly changing into his clothes.

  "If you want to get jacked off just ask, I hate creeps like you." Y/n points a finger into the males chest, pushing him on the chair provided by the store- (idk--)

   "Wha-

    "You wanted this right?" Y/n unzipped the shorter males zipper.

   "W-well yea- but isn't this uncomfortable?-" The male sheiks.

  "For you, or me? I've done this before." Y/n pulls out his jwshah.
(ʸᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵐ ᶜᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ⁱᵗ)

   Y/n held it in his hand, slowly moving his hand upwards and then back down in a rythm.

  "Name?" Y/n looks up at him.

   "Tomura- Shigaraki." The male, now known as Tomura bites his lip, leaning his head back as Y/n fastens the pace.

   "Hmm." Y/n hums, making eye contact with the flustered male, only for him to hide his face.

  Y/n frowned, stopping. Shigaraki slowly uncovered his face before immediately being caught off guard.

  Y/n placed kisses down Shigaraki's 'member' before fitting it inside his mouth.

   Shigaraki covered his mouth, letting out both a whimper and a soft moan.

  As Y/n started to bob his head and swirl his tounge- Shigaraki slowly reaches for Y/n's hair, grabbing a clump of it before pushing Y/n's face down further.

   Y/n gagged slighty, holding onto Shigaraki's thighs as they both let out sharp breaths.

   Y/n hums before pulling away and going back to jerking him off, as he kissed Shigaraki's thighs, leaving small hickeys and bite marks.

    Y/n started getting faster,.never changing the rythm of his pace as he knew Shigaraki has been reaching his limit.

  Shigaraki's legs started shaking as tears formed up im his eyes, his hand was covering his mouth, not letting the high pitched moans escape.

   He closed his eyes, feeling the knot in his stomach soon untangle as warm liquid oozes out, hitting Y/n in the face ;)-
(ⁱᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ-)

    Y/n wipes his face, getting up as Shigaraki laid unable to move.

  "Keep the phone, you might need it more than me." Y/n opened the door to the fitting room, walking out.

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I hope you enjoyed?--

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~Author-Kun

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