Reacting to (YN)'s Multiverse | Male Reader

Walk-In

Kermit:Alright! In this multiverse Y/N is a chef! No more explanations.

Itsuki:A chef you say!

She exclaimed, a hint of excitement in her voice.

Momo:Mmm... The food must be very tasty.

Ruby:Of course! Y/N wouldn't do anything wrong!

Bakugou:If it's something so boring just get it over with.

There he was, sitting inside the walk-in fridge, staring around at the ingredients, the frozen meat, vegetables, all of it.

Izuku:Huh? Why is he in there?

Fuutarou:Yeah. Shouldn't he be working or something?

Kermit:Oh he's stuck in the walk-in in their opening night.

Mina:What!?

Blake:That's just a recipe for disaster.

Ichika:That just be so stressing, poor guy...

Izuku:But he'll find a way right?

Kermit only shrugged.

Y/N:Fuck, fuck...

He mumbled as he paced around the walk-in, kicking the door as he got close to it.

Summer:Jeffrey, are you okay?

Ruby:Mom!

Miku:Why is she calling him Jeffrey?

Kermit:It's a nickname, she used to call him Jeff instead of Chef and it stretched.

Summer:Cause we're good, we're doing really good.

He heard the woman speak from the other side of the door. Pressed against the door, he took a second to think then spoke.

Y/N:S I think I did this to myself.

Summer:Did what to yourself?

Y/N:When did we start ordering Heinz mustard instead of French's?

He asked, ignoring the question.

Yang:Answer the question!

Uraraka:I'm curious too...

All Might:I do not think Young Y/N would do something bad to himself!

Nino:You clearly don't know him.

Summer:Last week, what did you do to yourself honey?

Summer asked again, concerned for the younger man.

Y/N:Summer.

He let out, his voice shaky then continued.

Y/N:I'm stuck in a goddamn refrigerator on the opening night of my fucking restaurant because I didn't have reception when Tony called.

His voice was starting to get more aggressive, his anger towards himself more clear.

Y/N:And there's-there's shelves on the wrong side and there's art that's fucking shit, and-and we're tearing tapes like assholes, and I just... I...

He hesitated, his breaths quickening, still shaky and he closed his eyes.

Tsuyu:He seems to be stressed kero.

Bakugou:Of course he's stressed dumbass! He's stuck!

Jaune:I can't believe I agree...

Pyrrha:He can be more calm though!