mha sick fics (angst)

grape (dadzawa)

(Request)
TW: sexual assault + mention of rape +Mineta
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Izuku and Mineta were alone when it happened.

Izuku didn't even realize what was happening, he knew Mineta was a creep, but he didn't think he was cruel or even willing to try anything.

But here he was, stuck to the wall with the boy's quirk, his pants at his ankles, in complete shock.

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The days that followed, Izuku was unusually quiet.

Everybody noticed.

The most anybody heard him say in 3 days was, "can I use the bathroom?" When called on.

And when Izuku got up and left, looking tense, finally having built up the courage to go somewhere by himself for the first time since the incident, but the trust was about to be broken as Mineta followed him and proceeded to corner him again.

The boy pushed him into an empty storage closet and ran his hand's all over, once again using his quirk to restrain the boy.

By the end, Izuku was sobbing. Instead of letting the boy go like last time, Mineta locked him inside the closet, saying he'd come back when he stopped crying.

Izuku couldn't even pull his pants back up or readjust the shirt that was sitting awkwardly from the way the other boy had moved his hands underneath it.

He felt sick.

He struggled against the purple orbs that kept his hands and feet locked in place, strongly feeling the urge to vomit. He so badly wanted someone to save him while at the same time, the last thing he wanted was for anyone to see him with his pants down.

For anybody else to see him.

It was an hour before anything further happened. Someone had come looking for the boy, and Mineta was back to make it look like he was in there on his own accords.

The first thing Izuku did was pull his pants up and do his belt tight. Very very tight. So tight it was difficult to breathe, but he didn't care if it stopped them from going back down.

The second thing he did was go to the bathroom, which he realized he needed to do very badly. He had delayed his bathroom trip by an hour. He was in shock. He felt ill.

Next thing he did was find his teacher.

When Izuku walked back into the classroom, his face was tearstained and pale. He had an excuse, but he was starting to feel unsure of using it. He really didn't want this to continue.

Mr. Aizawa was sitting at his desk, his brows furrowed as he typed into his computer. There was no one else in the classroom, which made him feel nervous for some reasons and calm for others, resulting in no changed feelings from what he was feeling before.

"Mr. Aizawa?" He croaked, carefully stepping into the classroom and closing the door behind him.

The hero whipped his head around, "Midoriya, where did you go?" He asked sternly, his expression softening when he saw the tears, "is everything okay?"

Izuku felt his eyes get all watery as he silently shook his head and hugged his tightly restricted stomach. It's like he could still feel the hands crawling all over him. Suddenly he felt a bit sick again.

"Do you wanna tell me what happened? Something happen in your family or..?" Aizawa prompted, getting up from his seat to roll the classroom door's window curtain down and lower the lights so no one would come in and bother them.

This made Izuku extremely nervous. He immediately got up and turned the lights on, then got up and went to sit on the floor behind Aizawa's desk, pulling his knees to his chest.