Lonely Hoe | midoriya izuku

chapter three; awaken

You were lonely.

Coming home to an empty house, going out and getting take out, eating alone, watching films alone. Sleeping alone.

   And so, even if you didn't know how the fuck your were supposed to turn on this humanoid—you were trying your hardest.

   Grabbing a small packet labeled "INSTRUCTIONS" you opened it up.

  IZUKU MIDORIYA
    Has a hard time fitting in with most heroes—first model ever made (that was Quirkless) Izuku has a hard time excepting this. Make sure to show him the love he deserves—

   "Love? That reminds me I need to feed Fred," You Muttered, before continuing reading the packet.

    —this Quirkless Izuku is the LAST model! Please treat with care! HAS BEEN USED!

   Perks: Intelligence, wits, and Kowalski analysis's.

   "The fuck?"

   TURING ON: Button located on lower back!

  You turned a bright pink. This was it.

   You were about to turn on a guy. Quite literally! Without reading the rest you yeeted the manual away without another thought. Before giddily pulling the hero out of the wooden box, but grunting once he fell forward almost smacking into the floor.

   "Oh shIT—" You caught the small boy, confusion spreading throughout you—this hero looked to be a teen.

   And it wasn't that you were old it's just a 19 year old having a teen humanoid is kinda creepy.

  Nevertheless, you let the heavy limp body of the hero lean against your chest as your free hand traveled low on Izuku's back, feeling for a button underneath his shirt.

  "It feels so real," You awed, no blemish to be found on the teens back—finally feeling a bump.

  Circling your fingers around it, you pushed down—feeling his skin sink.

   Ew.

  It felt so real yet so disgusting at the exact same time.

That's when a buzz came from the green haired machine—it shook a bit as you awkwardly pulled away. Grabbing the shoulders of the boy looking as green orbs opened.

   (E/c) eyes met jade.

  "YOU'RE ACTUALLY AWAKE—" You practically screamed, in shock and in happiness as the boy blinked.

   His eyes were giving off a glow of green, before going to normal.

   "—OH SHIT FRED!" You quickly let go of Izuku, excitement turning into panic for your other companion.

   Izuku stood there, blinking once more, this time in confusion as the hero looked around at the apartment.

  "H-Hello?" The green orbed boy asked, watching as you scrambled around to feed Fred, who greedily ate the fish food once it was dumped in the top of a gigantic tank.

"Hello!" You greeted, excitement came rushing back, and poor Izuku just sunk back a bit at your outburst.

   Shit right! They actually have emotions! You forgot, DAMMIT HE MUST THINK I'M SOME LUNATIC!!

  "Sorry for yelling, it's just I really haven't had any—"

   "—company for awhile now?" Smiled Izuku, cutting you off.

"Well,uh, yea," You Nodded, chuckling softly.

  Fuck you (M/n) and your pathetic socializing skills! You cursed, before going back to your new roomie.

   "Hmmmm!~ So you're the last model, right? Are you REALLY popular? Are ya? Are ya? Is your ability cool or something?" You asked, eagerly  looking down at the kid making him squirm.

  "Well—I-I don't have an ability, you chose Quirkless, remember?" Piped up Izuku, his eyes down casting in sadness.

  "wait wut?" You questioned, freezing up—did you just SERIOUSLY Waste money on a humanoid who doesn't even have POWERS?

  "I'm sorry!" Izuku bowed quickly, "I-I know you can't send me back now! Though don't worry, sir! Just wait a couple of days, in a week you will be able to return me and purchase a Quirk Izuku! So don't—" As Izuku began to ramble on and on doing hand motions as panic filled him a dark aura was around you.

   Sir.

   Sir.
 
   Sir.

   Sir.

   Sir.

    "Nah, I think I'm going to keep you!" You concluded, happily placing a hand on the shorter boy's shoulder who only tensed.

  "Wait, w-what? But sir—"

  A chill ran through Izuku's systems, as he looked into the (e/c) eyes of Satan.

  Oh, Izuku thought, paling, like he was programmed to do in these kind of situations.

   You're a pervert.