My Hero Oneshots

Explosion 🍋

A/N Happy pride month! As you all know I am still out of commission thanks to a nasty cut on my hand but where there is a will there is a way! Physical therapy is going well right now and the doctor is hopeful that I will be back at 100% in roughly a month's time. So until then I only have this oneshot to celebrate the month and a short story that I hope to finish by Juneteenth that I started in December. 🫣 This injury has slowed me down so much I feel like I'm crawling at a snails pace. 🤧 Anyway, I hope this will hold you all over until I can make regular updates again! 💖

It's been a long day of internships and classes and thanks to Aizawa Sensei getting mad at me for forgetting my homework I had extra assignments too. It's just been long, but at least there are only a few weeks left of school and most of my grades are coming from my patrols now. Everyone in our class is 18 so we have started getting a little more freedom, like Kaminari and Sero started drinking on the weekends. They found out quickly that they didn't want to through the week thanks to Sensei making us watch a very loud demolition of a nearby building so we could have an idea of what is going on if we ever encounter it. I swear he planned it but whatever. It's safer for them to learn now than later. 

“Finally time to sleep,” I groaned as I unlocked my door just for the elevator to ding. I looked up with barely a thought with my key still in the door just to find Kacchan standing there looking like a mess. “Kacchan? What are you doing here?” This isn't his floor and yeah we get along alright now, he still doesn't come over that often. Least of all without texting first. 

He didn't answer though and just motioned for me to keep going, so I opened my door and let him inside. I started to ask about showering but he just waved me towards my bathroom before plopping down on my bed to relax. How odd, it's pretty out there even for our relationship but I guess it's still alright. He isn't making any weird demands or anything so I doubt he was hit with a quirk or anything. I let myself shrug and go take a shower. 

“So what happened?” I asked, yawning while I only had a towel around my waist. I go over to my dresser to look for clothes but I barely had the drawer pulled out when Kacchan was leaning against my back. 

“Stay,” it was only one word. Such a small word but how am I supposed to react to it? He is acting so odd. I mean, this is my room. Where else would I be going in the middle of the night? “Please? I just, arg!” He practically yelled and I flinched only for him to wrap me in a hug. “Just stay,” he repeated. I don't know what's going on but I nod. After a few minutes of just standing still like that I turn to find him barely awake at all. He is falling asleep standing up against me? Just what happened to him today? 

I caught him before he could fall over and carefully picked him up just for him to curl up in my arms. Scratch that, he is fast asleep. I let out a small sigh and carefully laid him on my bed and tucked him in a little before turning to get dressed, quickly finding both boxers and sweatpants for the night. Hopefully whatever is going on can wait until morning because Kacchan is out cold. I pushed the hair out of his face and climbed into bed, surprised that he curled himself around me but not fighting it either. Something must have happened to stress him out, his quirk doesn't handle stress very well so it feels a little like he is going insane when he hyper fixates on something, besides I don't mind him staying over anyway. I turn off the light and pull the covers up. 

This is kind of nice too. 

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“Ahh,” a light moan came from my mouth, startling me awake. A dream? No. I opened my eyes to find Kacchan rubbing against me in his sleep, his hands fondling me and his lips tracing paths on my skin and pulling another moan from me. 

“Kacchan? Wake up,” I shake him a little and when he opens his bleary eyes he breathes something along the lines of telling me to go back to sleep just to start touching me again his kisses pressing against me more firmly than before.