Weeks passed, and the more time that passed, the more you wanted to tell Aizawa he was your father. You felt like you needed to tell someone. It felt like your secret was drowning you. Kirishima still stayed up with you and guided you back to your room, but you were growing increasingly violent even with your watch now. Even when asleep, there was no peace for you. Yiyu trained more, but your quirk was still attacking you.
It was now hard to control the drawings you made. Your throwing knives you would draw would come back to you. Sometimes, they would try to come from the floor and try to get you or worse after your friends. Your ink knew your biggest fear was hurting them, and it was using that against you.
You didn't know what to do and you were becoming more afraid of yourself. Kirishima always reassured you that you were going to be fine. Your friends tried to protect you while your ink attacked even sometimes getting hurt themselves. Aizawa was desperately trying to find your father because he felt like it was part of the problem. Your ink was becoming self-aware because you relied on it so much as a child to fill up your loneliness. If your father was around, maybe your ink would calm down.
He went through your mother's social media accounts and found a very old picture of him and your mother at the same party. He remembered that party well because he woke up in a hotel room naked and he had to pay for all the furniture. There wasn't anything sexual about the picture he was standing by your mother while she was serving people cake. Then, three months later, your mother made a pregnancy announcement.
He looked at the picture and decided to get all the men from the party that could have possibly got your mother pregnant. There were a lot of men, and he didn't exclude married men either. He ran his DNA first because, for obvious reasons, he was there, but he knew he didn't sleep with your mother. He just wanted to rule out suspects.
You were practicing with your quirk, but everything kept coming back at you. Aizawa got in front of you once you took a break because your ink waited until your back was turned to try to kill you. Be blocked, the knives and the ink hit the ground, making you turn around shocked.
"Don't use your quirk anymore. It's trying to kill you," Aizawa said as your friends looked at you horrified.
"Why are you trying to kill me?! You are my quirk! I'm so sick of your bull shit, you listen to me, and you don't have a mind of your own!" You yelled out in frustration as your ink knives turned into a word.
Die.
"Die?" Aizawa asked as you pushed him out of the way. Ink quills tried killing him, but they got you instead.
"Y/n!" Kirishima yelled as you pulled them out of your arm.
"Stop trying to hurt people that don't deserve it!" You yelled as you tried erasing it, but your quirk wasn't working.
You quickly got out an eraser and started to erase it like that as blood dripped from your arm.
"Y/n, it's okay," Kirishima said as you were close to tears.
"My quirk is attacking people by itself! Do you think that it's okay for it to do that to people?" You asked as he hugged you.
For the first time in ages, you started crying.
"Here, let's go to the nurse and see what she can do," Kirishima said.
"Okay... this is so stupid," you said as your friends looked at you sadly.
You two walked to the nurse's office, and Kirishima sighed a bit.
"Why is your quirk attacking you?" He asked.
"If I knew, I would have stopped it by now. I'm going to have to self-isolate, I can't have you or anyone get hurt," you said.
"Y/n no, don't do that," he said.
YOU ARE READING
Y/n one shots and explicit content
Fanfiction* Due to them deleting my first book due to violating company guidelines, even though my book has been on here for two years, they deleted it and all of the content I worked on. so 250k reads gone. It will be fun to see how fast this book will be ta...
