PYROMANIA (Endeavor X Male Reader)

Chapter 7 - NEWS

"(Y/N)!" Shouto stormed towards you as soon as he saw you.

"Hey kid. You all right?" You flinched as another needle pricked into your skin.

"Sorry, I need to numb the area." The paramedic apologized.

"Nah no worries, I'm just being a wuss." You chucked.

"I'm fine." Shouto said. "I didn't think you'd get hurt."

"Yeah well, bit difficult to dodge when the only thing you can see is fire."

"Father?"

"No Burnin', but your dad was there. Pro hero Mirko too."

Shouto sighed, relieved. "That's good."

"Yeah. Your dad will kick their ass for us. Honestly I'd kill to have at least punched one of them but I don't exactly want to go to prison again."

"Yeah please don't." Shouto snorted. "Fuyumi can't cook."

"Don't let her hear that. She'll have your head."

He scoffed. "She'd rather have a head of lettuce."

You rolled your eyes at the horrible pun, then smiled. "Cold soba?"

"Yes please."

~~~

While you were in the middle of your first bite if ramen when your phone started ringing. The caller's contact was listed as Pyro Parent. Shouto quirked a brow.

You answered.

"Sir?"

"Where are you." It was more of a statement than a question.

"Todoroki-kun was a champ when helping me with the evacuation that I figured he deserved a reward. We're at that nice restaurant near the agency."

"I'll come to you."

"You sure, Sir? I can always fly over to the agency. I've got a quirk transport license, don't worry."

"I'm here." He said then ended the call. The man in question came barging into the restaurant a second later. He had a blood drenched hand over his neck. With the help of another spirits quirk you diagnosed the extent of the wound before he even reached you. You gasped and ran up to him.

"Oh my God Endeavor, fucking sit down." You shoved him into a chair. "Why aren't you at the hospital? Your carotid artery was nicked by that razir blade guy wasn't it? You could bleed out. You're putting way too much trust in our quirk."

"Hospital was too far. Quickly." He borderline ordered.

"Christ, Endeavor. I'm not a fucking doctor. You should be glad I practically grew up in prison."

He scoffed.

"Okay, Yuki. We need to be quick." As soon as her hand was on your shoulder, you ordered Endeavor to drop his hand. Along with it, at least half a pint of blood splattered onto the restaurant floor.

"Fuck." You cursed, haphazardly slapping your palm against the wound. To your relief, you felt an intense sting in your neck. Both you and Endeavor seemed to calm down simultaneously.

When you lifted your hand, the wound was gone but he still looked worse for wear.

"You still need to go to the hospital, Sir. I don't know if all the tissue is healed and our quirk won't fix anemia."

He began grumbling discontentedly and you shushed him. "Shoo. Go. If you die I'll blame myself. Also, who can we call do get rid of biological waste. I assume it'd be bad if the wrong villain got a hold of some of your blood."