Villain Deku x Reader

Confessions

Y/N's POV

I was trying to catch my breath as I laid on his chest. I had never had an experience like that before in my life. When I was with my ex it was always about him. A few minutes and we were done, and me left unsatisfied.

But this, this was amazing. Never have I had someone build me up so much and then make me beg, never pulling my hair, degrading me, or wrapping their hand tightly around my neck.

If Izuku was a sadist, and being I enjoyed that so thoroughly, does that make me a masochist?

It didn't matter. All that mattered was that I was here with him. Him cuddling me, comforting me after roughing me up.

I felt him kiss my forehead. "I'm sorry if I was too rough with you, Puppy. I got too carried away with my sadistic side."

I laughed. "Well I have never been handled that roughly before, but I liked it." I looked away. "Maybe a little too much." I whispered.

That was the wrong thing to say, I only inflated his ego. "Oh really? Sweet and innocent Y/N likes it a little rough? I would have never thought with that sweet face." He teased. "You would tell me if it was ever too much, right?"

I pecked at his cheek. "Of course."

We laid there for quite a while. I was starting to drift off. I didn't care. I was happy in this moment. For once I didn't feel used after sex. I felt loved and appreciated.

I wanted to stay in this moment longer, but I had to get up. I looked over and Izuku was asleep. He looked so calm. His left hand was resting on his chest. I was able to see the scars more clearly. Not only the scars on his hand, but all over him.

The feeling of seeing all of the wounds he accumulated over the years was a strange feeling. It was a mix of being proud and worried. He was a hero, so naturally he would get hurt, but it was a scary thought.

I softly kissed his cheek as a got up and out of bed. I slipped a shirt on and went to the bathroom. Passing through the living room I saw Izuku's phone on the couch. It was lighting up.

I picked it up. It showed that "Father" was calling. I didn't answer, it was none of my business, and I hadn't met the man yet. I'm hoping he will introduce me with time. There were several missed calls and texts.

I sighed. If his phone was blowing up like this, then he would probably have to leave. I could lie about it, but he would most likely get in trouble if he didn't get things sorted out right away.

I turned to go back to the bedroom. Izuku was leaning in the doorway. He gave me the same unexpressive face from earlier today.

I held out the phone for him. "Your phone was ringing. I was just bringing it to you." As I said that it started to ring again. "It's ringing again."

He took the phone from me and answered the call. "What do you want? We agreed that I was done with leag- hero work for today."

He paused.

He rolled his eyes as he was listening. He put an arm around me and gently kissed the side of my head. "Uh huh, yeah, I get it."

I looked up at him curiosity. "Is everything okay?" I whispered. He put his hand over my mouth to signal that I shouldn't talk. I nodded my head that I understood. He wrapped his arm back around me and pulled me close.

He let out a deep sigh. "I understand, Fath- Boss, I will be in first thing in the morning. I promise." The person on the other end hung up the call.

"Izuku? Is everything okay?" I asked.

He looked extremely annoyed. "Yeah, everything is okay, Puppy. Just promise me you won't touch my phone again."

What about me touching his phone is so bad. I didn't go through it or anything. "I'm sorry. I just saw it ringing so I thought I should bring it to you. I didn't look at it or try to go through it."

He ruffled my hair as he passed by me to go to the bathroom. "Okay, if that's all you are going to do, then it's okay." He shut the bathroom door behind him. "There is a lot of confidential information on my phone." He said through the door.

I understand that his phone would be heavily used for his work. "I would never. You are a hero, so I figured there was a lot of work stuff on there. I just didn't want you to get in trouble if it was work calling." I leaned on the wall beside the bathroom door. "Are you mad at me?"

The door opened. "No, no, I'm not mad at all. I just worry about you. I don't want you getting involved with my work. It could put you in danger." He fell back onto the couch. "I know you would never go through my phone, you respect my work and my privacy." He sighed. "I'm sorry if I am making it seem that I am mad at you. I'm not. I'm mad at work."

"It's okay." I laid down next to him. "I know your job is stressful."

We started playing something on the tv. "This is nice. I can feel like a normal person again and not worry about my work." He kissed my forehead. "I haven't felt much till I met you."

That puzzled me. "Why is that? You are rather famous. I would have thought being in the spotlight you would be pretty happy."

He sighed. "You would have thought so, Puppy, but there's so much more to it." He was silent for a moment. "I was feeling like that when I was finally living up to All Mights expectations. Everything I had worked hard for was finally mine. I was saving people, I was helping my community. Now I don't do any of that."

"But you are still helping even if you are laying low." I was trying to cheer him up.

He took a deep breath. "It's not that simple, Puppy. I wish it was. When you work for the Hero Public Safety Commissions you can't really be your own hero anymore, and that's what happened to me. When All Might died I was lost. I started doing work more closely related to the HPSC. It felt like my soul had died and I couldn't feel anything anymore." He paused again. "They use you. I saw so many heroes go missing, or be given impossible assignments, or-"
He stopped talking.

I looked up at him. "Or what?"

"Or you are lied to about your assignments." He hugged me tightly. "They lied to me. They made me do something terrible."

Something terrible? What could he have done? "Izuku, it's okay if you don't want to talk about this. I won't pry and make you tell me. You can tell me when you are ready."

He was sniffling. "Thank you, Puppy. It was months ago, but I still feel awful about what they did, and yet when I think about it I don't feel awful about what I did. It's strange because I couldn't feel anything anymore before, but after I finally felt something again. Then after that faded, I couldn't feel again. Then I met you." He hugged me tighter. "When I saw you on the train that day, I instantly felt something again. I didn't want you to go because I wanted to know everything about you, and when I ran into you at the harbor it was almost like fate."

Like fate? Was this connection we had really fate or just coincidence? "Do you really think so?"

He was crying now. "I really do. I have been so happy, I haven't been this happy in such a long time." He sat up so we were face to face. "And I know we haven't known each other for very long at all, it hasn't even been a week, but Y/N, I know it's right in my heart. I love you."