(Shinsoxreader) heroes!

Moving

(This is a small author note)

"How aren't you responsible enough?" I asked quietly, trying not to let the words hurt me, "you're a hero."

Itsuki sighed and went to open the door for the person that had just knocked.

I frowned, usually he wouldn't be like this.
I knew Itsuki as the nicest brother, now he was cold, distant.
He had bought his own apartment and I had stayed here for a few weeks now. He was almost never at home and quit his hero job for a few weeks.
I didn't understand why he was being like this. I was sad as wel, but the world wasn't going to wait for us to wipe away our tears.

"Y/N," Itsuki mumbled, "this is Aizawa Shota." He gestured to a very unkept man dressed in all black with a grey-white scarf around his neck. I spared him only a glance, already knowing this wasn't going to be the last time I was going to speak to him.
"Mom and dad knew him... before..." Itsuki lost his voice and I stood up.

"You want to push me away, that's fine." I grabbed my headphones and phone from the couch, "but don't push me to someone else." I looked at my brother for a moment, feeling betrayed, before I headed to my own room. Or should I say, temporary room because I was being thrown towards a stranger.

"Y/N." Itsuki called after me.
In my room, a simple room with near to no decorations, I sat against the door, listening in on their conversation.
I turned my music down so I could hear.

"I'm sorry, sir," Itsuki sounded troubled, "usually she isn't like this."

I heard the scruffy guy speak up, he sounded like he looked, like shit, "it's fine, losing people close to you isn't easy."

I heard Itsuki sniffling, was he crying? He never cried, at least not in front of me. Did he hate me that much? Was I to bad of a nuisance?

"I'll have a talk with your sister," scruffy guy said, "I'll give you three months to get yourself together and start up your job, okay?" He sounded way more firm now, and the sniffling stopped.
A while later I heard the front door, I hoped the scruffy guy had left, but knew Itsuki was probably out drinking.

I wondered if they knew each other from something else than trough our parents.
Hearing shuffling towards my door I stood up, listening in wasn't good so I sat on my bed and started scrolling trough my phone, turning the music up again.

Someone knocked.
I sighed and considered ignoring the person, I was better off on the streets at this point.

"I know you listen in on the conversation." The scruffy guy's voice sounded.

If I was going to live with this guy, how about testing his patience?
This resulted in me timing how long he was going to wait.

"You're going to open the door?" I heard the scruffy guy getting annoyed. I made a noise to make him know I actually heard him.

When the door opened I stopped the timer.
"30 seconds, not very patient, are we?" I mumbled while returning to the app I was before.

"So you were waisting my time." Mr. Scruffy guy said annoyed.

"Nah, I was just testing you." I mumbled, "What do you want anyway?"

Mr. Scruffy guy grabbed my desk chair— my temporary desk chair and sat down on it.
"Your brother asked me to take care of you for a while." He said, I noticed his voice was pretty much monotone.

"I know, he told me." I said, "But it's not necessary."

"How so?" Scruffy guy asked.

I rolled my eyes, "first of, I can take care of myself, second, my brother can take care of me probably better than you can, thirdly, you probably suck and look like you've got three jobs that take up way to much time."

Mr.scruffy guy rolled his eyes, "I've only got two jobs—"

I cut him off, "than you're weak and don't qualify to take care of a child with how tired you look."

"I'm to tired for this shit." Mr. Scruffy guy mumbled.

"Exactly my point, now please leave." I gestured towards the door.

Hearing Mr. scruffy guy getting up I mentally cheered. Maybe shit would go my way after all?

"I can get you Miccy D's (its called that..?) on my way to my apartment." He spoke up, sounding even more tired.

I frowned, was he trying to bribe? Then again, maybe he actually would be able to provide food like an actual parent?
Puzzled I looked up at Mr. Scruffy guy, I considered everything, but then sighed, "if I don't like you, I'll head home right away."

"That's respectable." Mr. Scruffy guy said turning to the door, "I promised your brother to be out of here by tomorrow, with you gone, so go pack everything you need." He walked out of my room.

I mumbled a curse as the door closed, did I actually just agree?

Then again, I needed a stable place to live. Next year I needed to focus, if I wanted to become a hero I had to get out of general course first, that requires a lot more than I could give with this mess, which I call my living situation.