My hero academia PT3 oneshots

Unagreeable (Maddie)

"Please let go."
Sobbing, you stand in the grasp of a villain who raided the store you work at. After robbing the place, he said he wanted there to be no witnesses, and carried you away to an alleyway, telling you of all the terrible things he plans to do to you.
Now, he squeezed your squishy waist with an evil grin plastered on his terrifying features.
Why would I do that? I go to rob a store and find a little cutie.
As much as you do not want to admit it, this has happened before. Luckily, there was always a hero around or someone to call the police, so you got out of the situation before anything serious happened. Now, there is nobody around, so you are sure that you are in for it. Not knowing what else to do, you scream for help, but get slapped.
"Shut up. Nobody will come to save you, and its annoying."
"P- please. Is it money you want? Just leave me alone-"
"No. I like 'em feisty-"
"Let go of her." You hear a still and quiet growl, so you and the villain turn your heads to find a well-known pro hero. Lord Explosion Murder God Dynamite. You have never heard him be so quiet since he is usually screaming.
"Make me, hero."
"You don't want me to. Let her go while I'm asking nicely." The villain pulls out a knife and holds it against your throat.
"Do something and I'll kill her. I'll slit her throat!"
"No, you won't."
Before anyone can react, he darts over and shoves the man off of you, though the knife cuts your arm a bit. While the hero notices, his main concern is detaining the villain. He turns to you while holding the evil man down.
"Call the police, extra."
Scrambling for your phone, you call the police who come quickly. Everything is a mess, and as the villain is being dragged away, you crumble and start sobbing again, tired of all of this. People only bother you because they think a chubby girl is easy and desperate. Why? Why you? A hand gently falls onto your shoulder, and you look up to find the man that saved you.
"How badly are you hurt?" In your state of distress, you had forgotten your wounds.
"I- I don't even know."
"Come on. I'II take you home."
"Its fi-"
"I wasn't asking. Let's go."
Slowly, you stand up and he walks home with you, silent the whole way. It appears that he is deep in thought, and you do not want to anger him. He is known for his temper, and it is best to stay on his good side. By the time you are at your house, he invites himself inside and sits you down on the couch.
"Where's your first-aid kit?"
"What?"
"Did I stutter? Where is it?"
"Er- the- the bathroom."
"Okay."
After a few minutes, he is back with the first-aid kit and he sits beside you. He looks at your arm and cleans the wound before putting a bandage on it. As he scans you, he finds several cuts and bruises, causing him to clench his jaw. What a pig. people like him disgust me.
By the time he finishes, you have calmed down quite a lot. He nods at you and stands up, outstretching his hand.
"Hand me your phone."
"What? Why?"
"Just do as I say, dang it!" Shaking, you hand him your phone, and he texts himself from it so that he has your number. "If anything like this ever happens again, call me. Don't be stupid and cry while crap goes down like you did today."
With that, he walks out the door, and you stare at the door for several moments. Then, it hits you that you now have his number. Is that weird? He is a pro hero, after all.
Right before you go to bed, your phone dings. Suspiciously, you open it and see that it is from the man who saved you.
At least, you think it is. The number is saved under "Hot Blonde Hero".
Hot Blonde Hero: I'm picking you up at 5:30 tomorrow. Be ready or else I'll break your neck.
Y/n: What? Why? Where are we going?
He does not respond, and you sign as you prepare to sleep. Whatever.
At 5: 30, you are ready to go, like you were told. Then, there is a knock on the door. Opening it, you find a hero with red roses, shoving them into your face.
"Here."
"Thank you." You take them and put them into a vase.
"Come on."
He grabs your wrist and starts dragging you into his car, then he gets in and begins driving way past the speed limit. You hold on for dear life, and he smirks to himself. How cute.
It ends up with him taking you out to dinner, though you do not know why he could not have just told you that.
Regardless, the diner is fun and you are very happy. The whole night, he is a gentleman and treats you rather well. You are quite happy with it.
When he drops you off at home, he does not allow you to just go inside. Grabbing your squishy face, he slams his lips yours, sending you into pure shock. Is he really kissing you? Is this even possible? Does he also think you are an easy onto girl? Angered by your own ideas, you shove him off of you, causing him to scowl.
"Stop.," you demand. "I get it. Just like every other guy, you think I'm an easy girl who you can just take advantage of and-"
"No. I just...think you're decent. Not that I like you or anything."
"If you don't like me, then get lost. I'm not gonna bother with someone-"
He kisses you again, this time more passionately. Now, you are frozen. Why? Why is he trying so hard? A guy like him could get almost any girl, so why you? What is the point? The kiss lasts so long, and he only pulls away for air.
"I lied, okay? I like you. I... I like you a lot. I'm not using you, and I know that you're not easy. I just want you to give me a chance anyway. I'm better than any guy you could ever meet."
"But why would you like me? You barely know me, I'm not pretty, H"
"I've known you longer than you think. I've seen you too many times to count, and I want you. And as far as your looks go, you're prettier than any woman I've ever seen... please?"
He is not known for being this soft or quiet; actually, he is infamous for his temper and nasty personality. Not willing to beg for anything, and most definitely has never bothered with women. So why you? What makes you so special?
"Why me?"
"Just because. Well?"
"Uhhh..."
"That's it. I'm done asking. You're mine, so shut up. Good night."
He storms off and climbs into his car, leaving you stunned. Then, it hits you what he just said.
"DANG IT!!! I DIDN'T AGREE!!"