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Comfort You

Hi alll <333333!!!

This isn't a requested story, but a prewritten one and I wanted to get one out to you guys as soon as I could! But I promise I'll get to them all as soon as possible!

Enjoy the story! 

Have a great day! <333333

Hero quirk: Vanishing, the ability to, once a small amount of DNA is spread on an object, allow all humans are able to phase through it for a certain amount of time. Strongest and longest effects are best used with blood, merely touching objects is the weakest.

DISCLAIMER: GORE AND PANIC ATTACKS

Thunder rang out, illuminating the dark, somber sky. The rain pattered gently on the windows. It was a sleepless night for you, again. Although, ever since the confrontation with Overhaul a couple of months ago, sleep had been a rare and fleeting thing. Every time you closed your eyes, his manical laugh rang out in your ears. Your big brother Mirio's agonising screams rebounding from one side of your head to the other. The smell of blood would overwhelm your nose, causing you to wake up in a haze of tears and gagging. Every night would end with you throwing up in the bathroom in the dark. So, this night wasn't too different, although at least you weren't trying to sleep.

You sat on your (f/c) bed, staring at your phone, scrolling through news article after news article, each one detailing the destruction after the Overhaul fight. The destruction you had allowed. The failings of the heroes.

Your stomach suddenly let out a loud grumble, awakening you from your depressed trance. You hefted yourself off your bed, and slid into your (f/c) Crocs.

"Time for a midnight snack, I guess."

You walked downstairs to the dormitory kitchen, walking as close to the wall as you could to try and stop the stairs and floors from squeaking. You heart was still pounding in your chest from the flashbacks and memories of the battle.

"Diet coke. Diet coke. Diet coke." You mumbled, opening the fridge and scanning the shelves for your favourite late night drink.

"Y/N?"

You span around, only to see the red and white hair of Shoto Todoroki. He stood in front of you, rubbing is sleepy eyes with the sleeve of his slightly too baggy button up pyjamas.

"Shoto!" You whispered, quickly grabbing a Diet Coke from the fridge, "Are you okay? What are you doing up?"

Shoto smiled, "I'm alright, Snowflake." He chuckled as you blushed at the nickname, "Are you? You're drinking Diet Coke again."

You looked down at your feet, nervously tossing the Coke Can from right hand to left hand, shifting from foot to foot.

"I'm okay, Shoto. I promise." You smile, trying to move on from the subject.

Shoto's face showed he didn't believe you, and he stepped closer to you, his eyes still filled with concern.

"Are you sure?" He asked, whispering into your ear sending a shiver down your spine.

You pulled away from him with another nervous laugh, ignoring the voices creeping back into your mind.

"I'm fine, Candy Cane. Really." You walked over to the kitchen island, your crocs squeaking slightly on the marble floor.

You opened the can in you opened the can in your hand, the hiss of the carbonated drink. Your hip bumped against the island, jolting your hand.

"Ah!" You cried, the can had cut into your finger. A red drop of blood fell onto the floor.