MHA/BNHA Stories.

Full Moon

Not my art, all credit where credit is due.

In a world, with quirks, one would think that the supernatural would be more believable or even accepted. However, that wasn't the case, no one truly believed in werewolves, vampires, sirens, etc. You, however, did believe. It was something that you often chatted about with anyone that would listen.

Of course, that passion is why you found yourself being ignored by friends and family. They simply grew tired of your bullshittery and left you alone. At least that's what everyone was telling you. In reality, they were afraid. Someone had been leaving them not-so-friendly reminders to stay away from their darling.

Anyone that didn't get the memo was quickly and quite violently disposed of.

Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, before long you couldn't even afford to stay on your own. Your boss fired you without reason, your college dropped you, and the landlord changed all the locks. When you came home random people were going through your leftover stuff. Jobless, schoolless, and homeless, you had nowhere to turn.

Sitting on the pavement, e/c orbs were watery. Why was this happening to you? Who could you call? Are there any more payphones in this world of cellphones? "Hey there, Listener. What's going on?"

Looking up, a pair of all too familiar eyes peered at you. "Mic!" Y/n lunged at the blond, knocking him over. Stunned but not complaining, he listens to your tale of woe. After hearing everything it was decided you'd come live with him.

Y/n expected a grand house with a kickass studio. Lively beats, latest DJ tech, etc. Not a cabin deep in the woods and very far from humanity. Looking around, L/n knew where they were.

"This is very unexpected but now I know who lives here!" Y/n said with confidence. "I was hoping it was a witch or something but no, it's just you." To this Hizashi smiled. If you had known this was how your life would be, maybe, just maybe, you would've picked someone else.

It has been months since you started living with Present Mic. During that time you learned more about your friend. Like the fact that he was much quieter at home but still lively. Or that he loved listening to you ramble on about finding mystical creatures. He also found every little thing you did adorable, especially when you try to fight back when he wants to play.

You also noticed that the pro hero would grow darkly quiet when you talked about others. Asked if you could go visit anyone, have visitors, or even hint at doing something with anyone. Present Mic had grown protective, well, more so now that you were home with him. Honestly, you liked it but something was missing.

Freedom, that's what was missing. You longed to go outside without him by your side. To explore once more without the six-foot-one man breathing down your neck. Every time you snuck out he somehow found you, and you never got far. Sadly those days were dead and gone. No more excitement to be had...Or was there?

On nights like this one, when the sky was clear enough, the moon was high and full, Yamada would disappear. Saying that he has work, normally, on full moons, the house would be locked up tighter than Tartarus while the voice hero was out. However, this time around the blond had rushed off without a second thought. Y/n noticed that he was much more agitated. "I can't do this anymore..." Y/n said while looking at the locks that were on the windows, noticing it was unlocked and most of all, the bars weren't there.

There was nothing but dense woods as far as the eye could see. Hiza shouldn't be back until sometime in the morning, he left about one hour ago. If I leave now, I can get away, make it to town. Sighing, the h/c tresses person decided to escape the home that felt more like a prison. Forcing the window to open after grabbing everything you'd need, L/n headed out.