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➤ Crying and sobbing in front of him didn'tmakee him freeze as he stabs the older man below him; the bounded girl on the chair yells for her Boyfriend to stop as the greenette held his sinister grin as he plunges his bloodied knife, downward, onto the already dead man.
"You." He stabbed him; his voice husky as he stared at the man's dead body
"Can't." He stabbed him again
"Take us apart..." He grinned, lunging his knife again onto the man's chest
Satisfaction brews over his mind and heart, his chest heaving as he tries to regain his breathing, his eyes still lingered over the girl's dead father.
"Please... No more" she choked as she stares down the floor, her cheek spilling out blood from Midoriya's hand that flew onto her delicate skin a while back.
Midoriya turned his head to the side, his lover quietly sobbing for she lost all of her tears and energy to yell at him; hours of being in the same room with scream erupting, makes her feel the unbearable guilt, the dead bodies still lay ahead of her, a few behind her with blood painted everywhere in the room
His eyes softened with his breathing getting slower as his hand officially dropped the knife that is full of red paint of blood. "Oh... (Y/N)" he shook his head in before running towards her figure as he saw her sniffling after crying for hours.
"Are you alright-?" He asked as he dropped onto his knees, in front of his lover who flinched under his touch.
The same hand he used when he slaughtered her family made its way onto her cheeks. The same hands that choked her mother to death; the same hand that cut every finger of her big brother; the same that stirred the driver's wheel before he hit her friends who are just passing by the street; the same hand that drugged her; the same hand that murdered her father, right in front of her as his please get shouted for the owner of the hands to stop.
The same hands...
"No. No no no no no no... Please don't cry" he whispered in the most soothing way he could.
She tried to push him away though the binds around her torso and legs stopped her from doing so. Her... Lover, I guess-LMAO
Her lover, eyed her figure in such worry and soft eyes as she sobs. "My love... Don't cry" he said pushing her face up gently for him to see her face and the expression she holds.
A hurt expression made its way onto his face, with his thumb sliding across her skin; he saw the purple bruises on her face, the red eyes that seems to be dried out from her crying, the runny nose that is yet to stop from heaving, deeply, and the blood that dried on her face.
"Does it hurt? Are you alright?" He asked, worry and fear in his tone as he stammers out; just like how he is before. The same expression whenever he get nervous whenever she's sick or hurt; it's the same but it's different.
He turned his head around, completely ignoring the corpses that lay low down the floor. Finding nothing, he looked down at her before kneeling once again. He smiled sheepishly
"I-I couldn't find anything to-"
"I hate you." She interrupted, freezing midoriya's smile as he looked at her. "You... Did this." She lowly said, her head lay low as her back stopped her body to fall. She looked up and there she holds her broken expression; tears flows down on either side of her cheek as her brows arched upward, a hurt expression she hold with her eyes, now missing its sparkle.
"I don't love you anymore... Izuku"
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This one shot is supposed to be a story... When suddenly, my brain suddenly yelled "there's Ten more shits drafts waiting to be finished!"
