chapter two; alone no more

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    You are gay.

  Was that even really a surprise? After all you bought a male hero to keep you company! And did you regret your descion once morning Came? Hell yeah.

   And once your arrived at work, disgruntled, you dragged yourself to the back of  "Dannie's Café," Where a meeting about a new coffee machine was being held.

   Ultimately, you wished you had fallen asleep earlier the night before—but now was too late.

"Another All Nighter?" Asked a co-worker,James, who was arranging coffee mugs.

"Yes, boss man sure is making me work my ass of lately," You complained, picking up a cake pop and eating it.

"(M/n)! Danny told you to stop eating those!" Hissed James, taking away the coke popless stick.

"But he's not here,"You retorted back, going to grab another treat before James swatted at your hand.

"Stop being a fat ass and help me," James stated, putting the glass lid on top of the cake pops.

"I am fat, and happy, now leave me alone you uncultured swine—Hello ma'am! Welcome to Dannie's!" You quickly cut yourself off, to look at a female costume who blushed brightly at your stare.

"H-Hello, uhm, I'd like a blueberry muffin, and a macho frappe," She ordered, blonde hair up in a bun as he scooted closer to the red head at her side.

"Right away," You Nodded, giving off a polite smile, looking at the male beside her—who only in return awkwardly looked away.

Once the frappe was done, and muffin handled, you placed it on the counter. Ringing them up.

"That'll be 7.34," You spoke, reading off the digital screen, looking over at the woman who dug through her purse.

Handing you a ten bill, before taking her things to go sit down at a table in the far corner.

"Did you see that?" Came James voice, a gloom hinting in his tone.

"See what? The red hair dude? Yeah he had some weird hair—"

"Red Riot." Interrupted James, frowning as he stood by your side leaning against the counter—facing you.

"Red Riot?" You Repeated, blinking dumbly, was that something you were supposed to know?

"Yeah, one of those humanoid freaks, damned engineers keep creating more junk everyday," Nodded James, frowning as he looked over at the register.

You paled at that, after all you did by one of those 'freaks' last night—or well this morning at 2:00 AM.

"What did you lose your girl to one?" You asked, curiously as you looked over at his form—watching as he tensed.

"PFFF—y-you actually lost your girlfriend to one—haha!" You laughed, clutching your stomach as your friend burned red with embarrassment.

"Shut up you ass," Replied James, crossing his arms to keep up his tough guy act.

"I lost Shelby to a Bakugo."

"A Bakugo? Shouldn't it be just Bakugo?"

"No, they're not real things,"

You oh'ed at that, nodding as you looked over at the cake pops. Damn were you hungry!

"I just can't believe people are actually buying those things, honestly," Huffed the red head, his lips pursed and blue orbs squinted.

"Uh yeah," You agreed, as you hummed innocently—James would probably beat your ass or scold you if he found out you bought one.




Racing home that afternoon, you made sure to avoid as much human socializing as possible as you bounced your way to your apartment. Only to be greeted with a LARGE package in front of your apartment door.

"MY HERO!" You exclaimed, your tiredness dispersing, and happiness coming over you.

Though as you opened your apartment you drag it in, your arms almost breaking as you tried to drag it.

"Why is it so heavy?" You thought, frowning as you pulled it on in.

Luckily you cleaned your apartment not too long ago (which meant a clean space to place the wooden box,) so as the wide,tall, and wooden box stood before you—an angry ache in your arms— you kicked it softly.

Was Izuku awake in there? What if his head popped off during travel? Is it too late for a refund?

Going to go find a hammer to open the box, you came back with the tool in hand, and did the only thing you could do.

Wacked it.

You weren't the most experienced at tools, or any weight lifting at all—so when it came to things like this you wacked it and hoped for the best.

Luckily it wasn't that hard to open, a few wacks and frustrated kicks did the trick!

Though as soon as you opened it, balls of foam began falling out, EVERYWHERE on the rug.

"Nooo!" You complained, since you had just cleaned the area.

Huffing, you just looked up, only to be met with the not yet 'awakened' Izuku Midoriya.

















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