"Wake up, Doll~" A familiar voice cooed.
I grumbled, my head was pounding. I shifted around and found my hands were tied. Literally. I looked around the dark room, straining my eyes for any movement. The only light that was available and visible was the one single light bulb dangling above my head
"Doll? Don't you remember me?~ It's me! Your dear Izuku~" He purred. My breath hitched as I tried to blink my tears back. No, this isn't Izuku. Izuku was sweet not...this. He would never kidnap me.
"Don't worry, Doll, I won't hurt you. I would never hurt you." He said as he stood in front of me. And there he was. His green-fluffy hair never changed, what changed were his eyes. His eyes, which had once been so full of joy and hope, now reduced to some sort of madness. His eyes looked crazed, as if one small trigger would send him spiraling into a murderous killing spree.
"Izuku, please untie me, I'd like to greet you properly." I asked sweetly, my mind working furiously. Izuku nodded excitedly and untied me. "Here you go, Doll." I stood and hugged him, which caught him off guard. Even though I was in a possibly life-threatening situation, I couldn't stop myself from just reveling in the feeling of hugging the boy. He smelled just as sweet as he did when we were kids, but now, he had a bit of a sharper scent. Like blood splattered over a perfumed body.
"I missed you, Doll..." He sighed as he nuzzled his nose into my neck. "Why don't we catch up? It has been a while since we last saw each other, middle school was it?" I agreed, it really had been a while, I moved in the middle of the school year and hasn't seen him since, today was actually my first day back in Japan.
He walked me out to the street and hailed a cab. He opened the door for me and I watched him as he walked to the drivers seat. The driver rolled down the window, all confused.
"Kid you're supposed to be sitting in...the...back? Wait, you're that one villain-" His sentence was cut short by Izuku pulling a gun out of his vest pocket and shooting the cab driver in the head. I shrieked before Izuku hushed me firmly. He opened the door and pulled the body out of the car and onto the open road. He slid into the seat and began to drive off. I sickening crunch was heard as he drove over the body's arm.
"Now, where were we?" He said with a sweet smile. I was shivering in fear and shock at his blatant, seemingly innocent question.
"Zuku, are you a villain?" I asked with wide eyes.
"Hmm? Oh, I guess you could say that. Kacchan was right, I never did become a hero..." He said as his eyes darkened. His grip on the steering wheel tightened.
"What? Zuku, you said you wanted to be a hero. Just like All Might!" I said incredulously.
"I'm quirkless. And using guns, unless it's a part of your quirk is against the law. You know that, Y/N." He said as he pulled to a stop at a red light. I looked out the window, it was late night, the moon the only source of light on an otherwise dark street.
I decided to drop the subject since it seemed I was getting nowhere with it anyway. Instead I inspected to green-haired boy that seemed to claim to be the same Izuku as I knew when I was young. His eyes now had dark under circles, showing his lack of sleep. He was dressed in black slacks, a white button-up shirt, a black tie, and a vest. I had to admit, he looked good.
"Take a picture, Doll, it'll last longer." He smirked. He revved the engine as the light turned green. We arrived at a very fancy restaurant. I felt a bit underdressed but Izuku assured me not to worry about it. (Don't worry babes, you look good no matter what you wear😩)
We ordered and caught up on the past until our food arrived. I was starving and dug in without regard to manners other than chewing with my mouth closed. (if you don't chew with your mouth closed or at least cover while chewing with your mouth open, get out right the fuck now.)
"Wow, I can't believe Kacchan would do something like that. Then again he wasn't always the nicest kid." (As a bakugo simp, stan, and kinnie this hurts to write.)
"Yeah, after you left, neither of us could be in the same room without incident." He chuckled darkly.
"Izuku, I have to say...I always admired you. You were always so strong and such a hard worker. I'm happy you're going what you want, even if it's a bit of a...different...approach." I giggled nervously. We left after Izuku paid. Not sure where he got the money, but who am I to complain? That was the best dinner I've ever had.
We drove back to a cheap hotel and he leaned in, "You know, Y/N? I've always had a crush on you. Ever since we were kids." He murmured as he glanced between my eyes and lips.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah..." He leaned even closer but I put my finger to his lips before he could get any closer his eyes snapped open as he pouted. "C'mon, Doll! One little kiss? Please~?" He smirked seductively.
Okay, yes, I wanna kiss him so bad, but I can't let him that easily. It's too fast, right?
Wrong.
He gripped my chin and pressed his lips to mine. My eyes fluttered shut as I let myself be swept away in his kiss. I tangled my fingers into his soft hair. He pressed his body as close to mine as he could. Izuku slipped hs tongue against mine.
(oUr tOngUes bAtTleD fOr dOmiNancE- no.)
I whimpered as the heat of the kiss intensified, I tugged on his curly green locks. He groaned against me, and gripped my waist tighter. We finally pulled away, both of us out of breath. His eyes shone dark with desire. A thick string of spit connected us as we breathed heavily. He smirked smugly and got out of the car before coming around and picking me up in his arms. "C'mon, Doll. Let's finish this inside, it'll be a lot comfier than the car." He said as he walked me back to the hotel.
