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Bakugou and Kirishima spent hours looking into your brother. Hours upon hours of extensive research, scouring the internet and stalking him, figuring the best possible way to handle him. As they suspected, he's not a clean guy. From appearances, he seems normal, having some IT job at a huge corporation, and he makes a lot of money doing it. It also has long, pressing hours, which makes sense. He's always been late picking you up after all, and he almost always is never around.

But there's another part of his life. A part that you don't know about. As it turns out, your brother is involved with some sketchy people. Shigaraki, Touya Todoroki...Shouto's older brother. They already knew that there was something up with him, and heard whispers from their classmates. Selling drugs, arson, gang activity, and your brother was involved with him.

Your brother seems like one of the main guys in charge. He helps supply and sell the drugs, hacks into databases, and steals information. Threatens people, and hurts them. He does all this, and he knows he's putting you at risk. He already did put you at risk for even letting you near Shigaraki.

He's not a good person and Kirishima and Bakugou need to protect you from bad people. But how do they protect you from your own family?

"He's a problem. There are no short-term solutions for him. We have to start thinking about dealing with him. Like really dealing with him." Bakugou remarks slouched on a couch in Kirishima's basement. Tossing a ball, and catching it, like he always does when he's trying to think.

Kirishima paces around the room nervously. "I don't know. He's her brother. He's the reason why she's here in the first place. Losing him would destroy her. Can't we like, I don't know, blackmail him or something?"

"Step-brother and yeah, I know it'll be hard for her, but it's the only way. You remember what happened the last time we tried to blackmail someone? Shinsou? That didn't end well. And look, (y/n)'s amazing, but she's too trusting. She's gotten herself in these dangerous situations..and she could've gotten hurt badly if we didn't protect her. She doesn't know what's best. She needs us to protect her. So we have to deal with Naoki before it's too late. I mean, he killed his own father. He's not stable and she's not safe." Bakugou clutches the ball in hand tightly.

Kirishima stands still. He knows he has a point. So, he takes a deep breath and nods.

"Okay. What do we do?"

--

It's late at night when Bakugou and Kirishima arrive at your apartment. They planned this for hours. Your brother isn't some insignificant piece of shit like the others. He means something. People will notice when he's gone. Not only you but also his followers in his little gang. It was risky enough after Mina's faked suicide, and Naoki is onto them with what happened with Shigaraki. They have to be careful. Really careful. It has to be perfect.

Which is why Kirishima has to slip into your room and give you some tranquilizers. To make sure you won't wake up and witness what they have to do.

He manages to get through your window, creeping in as quietly as he can. He approaches the side of your bed. You look so beautiful, sleeping so peacefully, blissful, unaware. His sweet girl. He's going to make sure nothing bad ever happens to you again.

Your mouth is already parted slightly, soft snores escaping your lips. Cute. He gently slips his fingers past your lips, pushing the pills to the back of your throat. Two pills, enough to keep you knocked out, but not to the point that it's dangerous. You choke slightly. He tilts your head back, forcing you to swallow.

"I'm sorry." He whispers, stroking a hair out of your face and caressing your cheek. He presses a kiss to the side of your head. After a moment or two, he leaves your room and closes your door.

  It takes ten to fifteen minutes for the sedatives to fully kick in, which is how far your brother is from the  apartment. It's cutting it close, but everything about this has to be exact.

Kirishima hides when he hears your brother coming, in the closet by the door. He watches your brother slip off his shoes, and place his keys down on the table. He grabs some food and eats while he watches TV. His typical routine.

Kirishima slowly slips the door open.  He quietly approaches him from behind, and wraps his hands around his throat, starting to strangle him, just like he did with Shinsou. This time, though, something different happens. Naoki struggles slightly, but then jams his elbow right in Kirishima's face, causing him to stumble backward, blood spilling from his nose. Fuck.

"You think I'm stupid? Think I wouldn't notice you two tailing me? I knew there was something wrong with you. I should've known from the moment I met you two. Should've killed you both when I got the chance. If only (y/n) could see what I see." He grabs a knife from the table, kicking Kirishima right in the gut, causing him to fall on his back.

He presses his foot onto Kirishima's chest, making it hard for him to breathe. "Maybe I should wake her up right now. And show her what I see. Nah, that'd be too easy on you. Not after let's see here..killing Shigaraki, and three other people. You know what that means? The two of you are serial killers. You're fucking psychos."

"We-" Kirishima gasps for air. "We're just trying to protect her."

He laughs. "Oh, that's what you were trying to do? Sure. You keep telling yourself that. Now, where's your little boyfriend? I want him to watch when I-"

Bakugou bursts through the door, tackling him to the ground. Naoki punches him and crawls away, but Kirishima manages to get to his feet, grabbing him and slamming him into one of the counters, his back hitting the radio that's on it, playing one of the CDs inside.

"The gods may throw a dice, Their minds as cold as ice"

He reaches for something on the table behind him, while Kirishima wraps his hands around his throat. He grabs a vase, slamming it against the table, the glass shattering, shards flying into his forearms.

"And someone way down here, loses someone dear"

Kirishima lets him go, and Naoki, coughs, and chokes, reaching for his knife, but Bakugo grabs him, tackling him onto the ground. He slams his head against the ground, making him grunt. Naoki kicks him in between the legs, getting to his feet and sprinting over to your room.

But right before he can open your door, Kirishima pulls him back by the ankle. He cries out. "Get the fuck off me! (Y/n)! (y/n)!"

"She can't hear you, dumbass." Bakugou hisses, and while Kirishima pins him down, Bakugou grabs the knife, raising it above his head, and slitting Naoki's throat.

"The winner takes it all, The loser has to fall, It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain?"

Blood pours onto the kitchen floor, spilling out from his lips, and the open cut in his throat. Bakugou and Kirishima sit together, leaning against the cupboards, panting softly.

--

They move Naoki's body away. They put him in an alleyway, where one of his rival gangs resides. Then they go back and clean up all the blood, including Kirishima's. They're both quiet. There's nothing that needs to be said, nothing that they both don't already know.

"You're bleeding through your bandages," Bakugou remarks as he finishes wiping down the kitchen floor.

"It'll be fine." He murmurs.

"No, let me see." Bakugou grabs his arm. He gently dresses the wound once again, and then re-bandages his arm, his brows focused, his rough hands gentle and soft. He always is so particular when it comes to taking care of people. It's one of the things Kirishima loves about him.

"Thanks," Kirishima murmurs as Bakugou finishes bandaging him.

He nods. "Now let's get out of here and get some rest."

They've done it.  They have you as theirs..completely and utterly. No one is standing in their way.

They've won.