I'll Return (Bakugoxfem!reader)

Chapter 19~Putting a plan in action

Planning takes a long time, we all know that.

But it doesn't normally take three hours.

And now I'm seriously reconsidering not killing the LOV.

Anyway, now we finally have a fool-proof plan. 

But then again, when do things not go wrong with us. I swear it's like we're in a story and the author is making things happen for the sake of advancing the plot. 

CAN WE JUST END THIS STORY SO I CAN GO HOME WITH MY FAMILY!?

Alright, I'm calm now. 

Katskui chuckles, seemingly reading my thoughts. I turn to him as he walks towards the bed. He collapses onto the empty side, looks up at me, and smiles. 

"Did you know that you make facial reactions to your thought?"

I blush and hold my game up to my face to hide it. Katsuki just laughs more. 

He pulls me down to the bed and takes my console. After saving the game and turning it off, he places it on the end table. 

"You don't need this," he says, "but I need cuddles."

I giggle a little and start spooning him. He nuzzles his face into my stomach, happy little noises slipping through his lips. 

"I'll always love you, you know that right?" I whisper, stroking his soft but spiky hair. 

"I know," he responds just as quietly, "I love you too, Teddybear. Never forget."

I nod and pull him closer. 

I keep playing with my husband's hair until his breathing slows. I look down at his peaceful face. Small, soft snores escape his slightly parted lips. His eyelids seem to flutter without opening. I cup his cheek, stroking it with my thumb. He subconsciously leans into my touch, making me smile. 

Katsuki's like a puppy when he's asleep.

I carefully remove myself from his grip and readjust the blankets to cover him properly. After planting a quick kiss on his forehead, I head to the bathroom. 

I slowly close the door and flip the light switch. 

The bathroom lights up and I take a moment to allow my eyes to adjust. Once I can look around the mostly white bathroom without my eyes burning, I open the cabinet doors, scanning for what I need. 

It doesn't take long for me to find the shiny (f/c) makeup bag. Opening it up, I find what I wanted to look at. 

I stare at the two red lines that mean the universe to me.

The author really wants to make things harder for me.

...

Step 1: (y/n) will infiltrate the league of villains while Shoto contacts the heroes. Everyone else will wait around the building in case any of the villains try to escape.

I'm wearing my mother's outfit, clutching her weapons, and infiltrating a villain base under the command of a Yakuza boss. Therefore, I've come to the conclusion that I'll never truly be able to escape her. 

But that's not important. 

I make sure my mask is on properly before opening the vent. I crawl through the metal tunnels, slowly as not to alert the villains below to my presence. I move without a sound, a skill that she taught me under the disguise of hide-and-seek. It's useful, I will admit. 

I peek down through one of the grates. I can see Shigaraki, Compress, and spinner speaking with some people I don't recognize. They speak quickly and seriously.

"So, we'll attack tonight. You station as many of your men around the building, my team will infiltrate the building and take hostages. Don't attack until I give the signal." Shigaraki explains to the other man. 

His ally nods. His calm demeanor and smile are rather off-putting. His nose is definitely his most noticeable feature, it reminds me of a cartoon character I once saw.

"Of course, Shigaraki," the man says, "I look forward to liberating all quirk users from the oppressive thumb of the commission. Soon, all quirk users will be able to use their powers as they please. It will be a world of glorious freedom."

He makes large hand gestures, making his small speech seem much more dramatic. I can't help but roll my eyes at this, it isn't as if a giant image that vaguely portrays what you're talking about is appearing behind you. 

I shake my head and continue to observe the scene. Nothing else of interest happens. The two men just stand, shake hands, and the one with a pointy nose leaves. I try to radio the others to tell them to capture him, but all I get is static. 

Something is blocking the signal. Wonderful.

I decide that the best course of action would be to continue searching the building for information. 

The next few rooms are empty. They seem like jail cells, but no one is being held. Another few rooms, the same thing.

Finally, I came to the final visible room. 

I knew something was wrong when the sickening smell hit my nose. It isn't hard to identify the pungent smell. 

I wish it took me longer to realize what it was. 

I peer down through the grate and see exactly what I expected. 

Blood, and lots of it. 

I adjust my position to see more of the room, allowing me to see the body the blood came from.  

I sigh in relief when I notice that the man is still alive, but it's concerning with the amount of blood he lost. 

My mission is to gather intelligence and locate the stolen goods. 

A hero's mission is to save everyone they can reach. 

...

I'm going to do both.