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a/N: I'm bouta 🅱️op you 🅱️

Anyways the feelies train is coming and I feel like writing a smut what y'all think

Also fuck u cameron im not a midget im just 4'10 :(

Also also sorry it took so long I was deciding whether I wanna kill off Kiri or nah ;)

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What were they doing? You couldn't tell...

"Listen Shouto we have to talk about [Y/N]—"

"No no. YOU listen to me because apparently you think its all fine and dandy to steal my fiancé from me. I don't wanna play this stupid game Kirishima where the HELL is [Y/N]?"

Oh. Now you know. And you wished you didn't. Ignorance is bliss right?

Right?

The dog, which you had been holding and rubbing its golden fur for a while, started to growl. Yet, it was soft and quiet growl as if it still knew Shouto was in the house. If you could have talked at that very moment, you would've told Kirishima his dog was smart. And a very good boy. (a/N: good bOi)

But you couldn't because you were in a room, with a smart dog, hiding from your abusive fiancé as your best friend whom you just kissed, confronted your fiancè. Kinda a weird scenario to be in huh? You never thought it would've come to this. You were so always afraid of Shouto harming the only person you could talk to about a serious matter that you had never tried to listen to Kirishima's words and still kept believing there was "good" in Shouto. Both because of fear of getting Kirishima hurt and because a part of you still loved Shouto and believed that this...this monster that appeared wasn't him at all. You believed that you could actually save Shouto. "Fix" him into being the typical Shouto you and Kirishima both saw before the attacks. Before the pain and hitting. Not this Shouto...Your Shouto.

But now you knew that this was your Shouto. And even if you begged and cried for Shouto to return, he wouldn't because this is what he turned to. A monster.

Just like his own father.

• Kirishima POV •

I don't understand it honestly. If Shouto doesn't like [Y/N] anymore, why does he still want her back? For goodness sake, the way he hits her is more of a sign that shows he doesn't regard her wellbeing at all. He doesn't love her yet wants her back? Jeez, he really does work in mysterious ways.

A loud bang at the wooden table snapped me out of my thoughts. I had forgotten we both moved to the table to talk. Well, it was more like Shouto coming into my home and demanding his fiancé back. I felt like a criminal even, the way were positioned was like a cop interrogating a possible suspect. So many times I was that cop, but now, I was the criminal being interrogated. And the worst part? I didn't even commit a crime. HE did.

"Cut the bullshit Kirishima." Shouto spoke to me. Sheesh, he has some issues...

"I don't need excuses I need [Y/N] back—"

"No you do not." I was becoming upset with this cycle he always did.

"How the fuck do you know that? She isn't YOUR fiancé."

"She isn't YOUR property, Shouto. So stop treating her like that." I snapped back at him in a way that I would never snap at someone...other than Shouto of course.

His eyes looked shocked at my sudden backlash but then grew more and more into a cold glare. I started to feel afraid I won't lie but I kept a straight face once I remembered [Y/N]'s sweet, beautiful smile and how much I wanted to protect it. I wasn't doing this to steal her from a "friend". Rather, I was doing this because...I love her.

"Kirishima..." His voice became venomous and shaky, as if containing so much anger within,

"I will not ask again. Tell me where is [Y/N] and if you tell me, you'll get out of this alive."

I felt my straight face immediately form into an scowl. I bare my teeth looking at him before I rose from my chair and stood before him. I felt good looking down at him, I wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Alive? What gives you the idea you can march into my fucking house and threaten to kill me just because you want to hurt [Y/N] some more? What would Midoriya think about this?"

I saw it. I saw it again. That same stranger I saw in Shouto's eyes once the rubble had cleared from the city. He spoke again,

"Return her now."

"No."

Suddenly, he got up and grabbed my collar bringing me closer. I could feel the anger radiating off of him. And it was starting to piss me off too.

"Kirishima—"

"Shut up dammit. You get pissed because you know Midoriya would frown upon this. So why the hell do you do it?"

"You don't know ANYTHING that happened that day."

"I lost Bakugou, Shouto. I lost him to selfish villains who did nothing but hurt us."

"You lost him because he acted a fool."

Thats when my heart shattered into pieces. (a/N: oH SHT HE KNOWS)

"He did his best," my voice broke a little.

"So did Midoriya." His voice grew softer, sounding as equally as upset as I did.

"But you and I have to let go of Midoriya and him. They're gone Shouto."

"...I don't wanna let go..."

"Why not? What good will it bring if we keep latching on?"

"Midoriya..."

"What about Midoriya? Shouto? Why do you always talk about him Shouto? Huh? What's so important about Midoriya that you have to hit [Y/N] for? That you have to tell her cruel things only a villain would say?"

He stood quiet and that's when I snapped.

I pushed him back and began to yell,

"WHAT SHOUTO?! WHAT COULD HAVE POSSIBLY HAPPEN WHEN MIDORIYA DIED HUH?! FACE IT SHOUTO HE'S DEAD. HE'S DEAD LIKE BAKUGOU. THEY'RE GONE AND YOU CAN NEVER BRING HIM BACK JUST LIKE HOW I CAN NEVER BRING BACK BAKUGOU. NOTHING WILL. ABUSING [Y/N] ISN'T THE ANSWER—"

"YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENED WHEN MIDORIYA DIED?!," He yelled back, startling me,

"WHEN MIDORIYA DIED I LOST MY LOVER. I WAS HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH MIDORIYA WHILE I WAS ENGAGED TO [Y/N]!" He confessed and dropped his head to his hands and dropped onto his knees. I saw glimpses of tears fall from him face.

I didn't notice how I started to cry too.

It was dead silence in the room...

Until I heard a bark.

And I saw [Y/N] and Atom (a/N: doggo) standing there.

TO BE CONTINUED. . .

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A/N: oh sHit pOp tHe fUck Up