Fallen Angel (BNHA x male villain reader)

12. Completing Contracts (Part 1)

After heading back home, Y/N slumped onto his couch like he usually did, sighing loudly.

He reached for his ears, gingerly feeling them with his good arm. His injured arm was able to reach, but was a bit stiff. Wincing slightly at the memory of the gunshot as he did so.

"I've watched the movies, why do they not hurt their ears?" Y/N whined softly, removing his cloak and mask.

The boy was tired. It was afternoon, so he decided to head out and get some food.

He hadn't eaten out in a while, and it was starting to bother him slightly, so Y/N took a cab to the cat restaurant he'd been attacked at months ago with a small stack of notes in his pocket.

Don't look at me please. I'm just some introverted boy, eyes on the road please.

Y/N threw money at the driver and kept his head down low during the whole ride, giving a nod of thanks as he got out.

It was probably a huge risk going out in public, but he was bored and he needed to see people again.

The league is coming to visit me... tomorrow? The day after? I can't remember. Y/N mentally slapped himself.

Doesn't matter. Y/N stood outside the cafe for a few seconds, looking it over.

It was like nothing had changed. The glass windows and writing were exactly as they were before, and the sign at the top hadn't changed either. In fact, everything looked completely new, probably having been replaced.

The tables were new as well, and everything looked clean and tidy as Y/N pushed through the door.

It was like nothing had happened. The walls and floor were clean of blood, and the only sign something had happened there was a small plaque on the wall with small silvery lettering.

There were only a few other people in the cafe, which was just how Y/N wanted it.

Y/N walked as casually as he could to the cafe's counter, speaking quietly. "Yeah, could I get a mocha with extra milk?"

For some reason, he was craving something sweet, and the coffee would help him stay awake.

The cashier looked at him curiously. He was a normal looking man, dressed smartly with a tie and slacks.

"Do I... do I know you from somewhere?"

Y/N shook his head as innocently as possible. "I don't think so."

"Ok." The cashier input some numbers on the register. "That will be 500 yen, please."

Y/N gave him a one thousand yen note, waiting patiently as the man gave him his change. It was best to avoid the extra attention of refusing change, even if it did mean standing so close to the person for longer.

"There's a spare table over there."

The cashier pointed at a single table in the corner, and Y/N nodded, thanking him as he made his way over to the table.

The boy sat down, staring around at the cafe. Even being here was more interesting than sitting at home.

"So, Nezu is next. I assume I'll get him at U.A, but I should probably do that before the League visits me. They'll want me to go somewhere with them, and I still have to complete my contracts."

The cafe employee came over, giving him his coffee, and Y/N thanked him.

In all reality, he should probably go to U.A as soon as possible, but procrastinating was just so much more fun.