Villain Deku x Reader Oneshots

memories

Summary:

After weeks of neglecting cleaning his room, Deku is forced to deal with the mess. While searching through the mess he ends up recovering an old middle school memory buried in the pile of trash.

warning/s : (?)
Contains mentions of bullying.

Y/N = Your name

Currently in the LOV bar...

"I'm not sleeping in your room with you,
until you clean it!" You yelled from across the bar to the green haired boy with messy curls.

"What but darling, its not even that messy cmon-"

"First of all. It's covered with trash and other things scattered all over the floor! Secondly, it's also starting to smell bad, like something died in there..." You repiled, cutting him off mid sentence to voice your concerns, while your face held a look of disgust even picturing the unholy sight.

And god the smell. You cringed even thinking about it.

"Okay I'll admit it has gotten a bit outta hand- but if it bothers you that much I could just move all the trash onto another side of the room yknow, so then we could cuddle..." Deku suggested, while he slightly leaned over the bar counter with his chin rested in his hand holding his head up. A clear smirk prevalent on his face, as he tried to charm his way out of cleaning his arguably disgusting room.

"Hm how about, I'm not cuddling or sleeping with you until you clean that horrendous room." You said in a condescending tone, along with a smile plastered on your face as you looked back at him.

You watched his smirk falter, instead replaced by disappointment as he let out a groan. He stood up straight fixing his posture before speaking again.

"Fine, I'll clean it a bit but-"

"Clean it now." You responded sternly yet still playfully, while crossing your arms.

"Seriously it's gross, and you've been laying it off for weeks now."

He groaned again in annoyance.

"You really know how to push my buttons huh? Fine. I'll go clean it or whatever.." deku said as he made his way out from behind the bar.

"Thank you!!" You said cheerfully, as he slowly walked closer, you leaned in and gave him a peck on the cheek to show him your gratitude.

"Yeah yeah, geez the things I do for love." He said jokingly, as he dramatically sighed in defeat.

You stood there letting out a small laugh while watching him, as he walked off into the hallway in the direction of his room.

When he approached the door he let out another sigh, as he mentally prepared himself for all the trash that had been piling up for weeks.

The reason it had gotten this bad in the first place was because well, he was a villain. He had very little time to take care of his room barley even enough time for himself, he was also always very exhausted after going on missions constantly. So after missions he would usually dump his belongings on the floor and pass out on his bed.

This bad habit that had been going on for a couple of weeks, finally came back to bite him in the ass.

He opened the door and his eyes laid upon the pile of trash lying in different sections of his room. He went to grab the trash can in there corner of his room, and dragged it towards one the piles of trash. As he began to dig through the pile he threw away or kept different items he had found whilst digging.