Like the title says, this is a boyfriend scenarios book for some characters in My hero Academia. This is based on their yandere-personas, so there are multiple warnings that I do not support in the real world. (such as toxic relationships, abuse, ma...
Chapters are gonna be a little shorter than the ones before have, at least... I think they will...?
Ideas are slim, so bear with me.
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In all honesty, he didn't think it was that big of a deal to begin with.
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"Izu? Have you seen a giraffe stuffy anywhere?" The (h/c)-ette continued to scavenge through her dorm room, searching for the large item. Thinking over the day's events, he nodded.
"Yeah, I think so. I threw him out." (Y/n) stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him with the most horrified expression he'd ever seen.
"Threw him out!? W-what do you mean!?" Her eyes were wide in horror. That stuffed animal was important. When he was stuck at the hospital during an event that had transpired between him and some villains, it was the thing that kept her company.
"What's wrong, (N/n)? Was there something about it?" The emerald boy raised a brow in slight confusion. What had her tits in a tie?
"Yes! Izuku, Koda let me borrow him when you were at the hospital! I promised I would give him back when I was finished using him." The sizzling rage at her explanation had to be subsided for the time being.
"You borrowed a stuffed animal from Koda?" She huffed in response. That wasn't the issue.
"Yes! I couldn't sleep and none of my stuffed animals were big enough to cuddle me!" One of her feet hit the ground in a stomp. She looked childish, complaining about a lost toy. Yet something about it was endearing.
"It shouldn't be that big of a deal, (Y/n)." The full name brought things to a reeling halt.
"Not that big of a deal?" The female repeated his sentence like it was a mantra. Suddenly, he could tell this was no longer about the stuffed animal.
"You know what else isn't that big of a deal? Me going out with Ura-chan every once in a while!" She practically fumed thinking over the events that had transpired a couple of hours prior.
"I never said you couldn't!" Midoriya stood from his spot on her bed, clenching his fists tight. What did this have anything to do with him throwing out a pathetic replacement?
"You basically did! You told her that I couldn't go unless you could too! On that note, I'm my own person, Izu!" She paused and bit her lip, making sure to process her words before letting them spill out unfiltered.
"I'm just worried about you! You know how much I love you; I couldn't handle the news of you getting hurt, or even worse, kidnapped! You aren't that strong!" That seemed to be a breaking point.
"You don't think I can fucking handle myself!?" The curse word slipped, and she gasped, placing both hands over her mouth.
With tears bubbling up, she frowned and pointed towards the door.
