The Next Friday Over, 9 Am
3rd pov
Y/n opened her eyes looking around to see nothing but black, she moved around trying to find at least a window of some sort. She heard a door open and close, locking, footsteps walk close to her. "Hello again, Y/n" a low voice said, a voice that was void of any emotion. She squinted trying to see at least an outline of a face "Who are you? what do you want?" The man let out a laugh at her response, walking closer to her, he caressed her face before roughly grabbing her jaw. "Don't pretend you don't remember me" he whispered to her through gritted teeth in a low condescending voice "you thought you could leave me" he let out a crazed laugh.Y/n jumped up out of her sleep, tears cascading down her cheeks. "Are you okay?" Y/n flinched not expecting him to be up "Yeah, I'm fine." Izuku sat up turning to Y/n "Are you sure?" She nodded her head quickly wiping loose tears that managed to slip, Izuku sitting up to look at her. "Y/n It's fine if you don't want to tell me but please don't lie to me" She cried letting out a sob, Izuku gently pulled her to his chest rubbing her back as her tears fell. "I... it was dark and then he... he showed up and..." She rambled out through her tears. "It's okay, calm down, it was just a dream, you're here now" he shushed her, whispering to her reassuringly, wiping her tears as she started to calm down a bit.
Izuku noticed Y/n starting to drift back to sleep "what time is it" she asked softly in a sleepy voicd"it's 9 o'clock" She quickly jumped up, to which he quickly grabbed her arm. "If you want me to I could pick up the boys" she stopped in her place "are you sure??" She asked slowly sitting back down. "Yeah I don't have anything to be doing today and I know you're tired so you can just relax today and I can take care of the boys" Izuku suggested getting up and walking over to Y/ns side of the bed. She gently cups his face and kisses him on the nose "thank you" she says before laying back down.
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︎ 《︎ᴍᴇᴀɴᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴇʟsᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ》︎Somewhere a man stomped into a private meeting room angry with an attitude. In the meeting room at the table sat a woman with short brown hair and big brown eyes, she wore a light tan pencil skirt and a black long sleeved turtleneck shirt. The woman at the table sat with a calm smile on her face. The man stood at far end of the table at the front of the room while the woman sat at the far end of the table at the back of the room.
The man stood there with a deep scowl on his face. "Ochako" he said as if greeting her, she stayed silent "why the fuck are Izuku and Y/n getting closer" she slightly tilted her head "I don't know what you mean" he kicked one of the chairs over taking one of the plants from a nearby table and throwing it just a few inches away from her head. "Don't fucking play with me, you know what I'm talking about" he yelled angrily "I don't know what you're talking about enlighten me" she said her smile twitching slightly. "Not too long ago Y/n and Izuku got even closer" Ochako slowly stood up "how so?" She asked enraging the man on the other side of the room even further. "Your damn 'boyfriend' stuck his dick in my fucking wife" he said this time throwing a chair.
Ochako's smile widened "don't worry our plan will be put into motion soon" she says ending the conversation, walking out the door in long confident strides.
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