This story does not necessarily follow the plot of the actual Bnha anime. I'm using my OC, Flare, but you can change her appearance and name if wanted.
Flare has bright red, almost pink, hair, with white highlights and Orange eyes. She is a littl...
I awoke after a while to find myself naked and hugging Bakugou. I start tickling his body with my tail, hoping to wake him up.
He bends down and kisses my forehead. "Morning Flare, how do you feel?" I stared into his eyes, flabbergasted.
He's being nice! I don't know which is scarier, the fact I lost my virginity to him or the fact that he's so Damn calm!
I look up at him and smile. "I'm fine, just a little sore, is all," I reply. He lets go of me and goes into the bathroom to take a shower.
I hear footsteps approaching my door. I rush to cover myself as the handle turns and the door opens. Toshiro sticks his head inside and looks at me.
"Hey Flare, you ok?" He asked. I nod my head. He narrows his eyes and enters the room, looking at my stiff body.
"Get up and walk then," he demands. My eyes widened. I obey, moving my body slowly, and to my luck, the cover falls off as I tumble to the floor.
Toshiro sighs at my sudden fall. But it turns into anger as he looked at my naked body. I gulp as he rushed to me.
He sits me up, grasping my shoulders, and looks me over, his eyes trailing my body and then trained on the hickeys on my neck.
His grip suddenly tightens on my shoulders as he shakes with anger. He started gritting his teeth.
"Who did this to you?" He asked. I winced at his sudden question. He looks me straight in the eye and asked the same question again.
"Who did this to you, Flare?" He was calm about this. I kept my mouth shut, considering.
The bathroom door opened to reveal Bakugou, a towel over his lower region and one over his head.
He walked towards me and pulled me out of Toshiro's grasp, snarling like a wolf.
"I did this, Wolfy, so what," he snarled. Bakugou then let me go, causing me to tumble over and grabbed Toshiro by the scruff of his neck.
He walked to the door and threw him out, before closing and locking it. Bakugou came over to me and helped me stand.
I tried to take a few steps, but I fell over, my butt in the air, my tail wiggling out of frustration.
I heard someone chuckle behind me, obviously laughing at my stumble.
"Wow! It seems that I fucked you so hard you really can't walk! I have some talent!" He grinned.
I glared at him and tried another feeble attempt to get up, only to fall right back down.
"You did say you were going to do that, remember?" I asked, smirking. I gave up trying to walk and just laid on the floor, crushing my tail.
"Hey Baku-" I started, before getting cut off.
"Katsuki," he stated. I looked up and stared at him. "Call me Katsuki," he said. I nodded.
He rummaged through my dresser and picked out an outfit for me. Katsuki walked over to me and helped dress me.
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This is what you're wearing, but imagine it's red and black in color.
Katsuki finished off the design with my hair tied up in a messy pony tail and a few strands covering my face.
Realizing this, I quickly closed my mismatched eye and started to crawl towards my dresser, hoping to use it as support.
I grabbed the dresser and pulled myself up, my legs shaking from the weight, and successfully managed to stand.
I rummaged through my dresser, looking for my eye patch. After a few minutes of searching, I finally found it. I quickly tied it on my offensive eye.
I turned back around, my legs holding my weight, and saw Katsuki looking at me. When he saw that I caught him staring at him, he averted his gaze, slightly blushing.
"So if you don't mind me asking, what's with the fucking eye patch?" He asked me. I sighed.
Well... I need to tell people sooner or later...
I sat down, straddling him, my dress ruffled slightly, and placed my hands on his chest. He held me by my waist, making sure that I didn't fall off.
I took a deep breath, held it for a moment, before exhaling and beginning my story.
"As a young child, my family was negative towards me. It had seemed that everyone hated me, that is, except my mother. She was the only person who seemed to treasure me. She would do anything for me, whether it was from buying me anything I wanted to taking a bullet for me.
"The day I got my quirk was the day my mother got into an accident. She was, thankfully, rushed to a hospital and taken care of as soon as possible. But in the end... all their hard work was wasted," I said, my voice cracking.
"I had lost the most important thing in the world, the only thing that had helped me through the dark times had died before my eyes... that moment had awakened my second quirk.
"I am able to destroy a single nation with just a snap of my fingers, I could pinpoint a single person and kill them with a blink of my eye, I can..." I swallowed.
"I can switch the light for the dark, summon monsters and bones to do my bidding, and summon cannons to blast anything.
"I don't use these powers because I can't take the lives of others without any reason. Using these powers will make my eye turn a different color, depending on what power I use.
"The longer the eye is uncovered, the more powerful and dangerous the attacks get. Sometimes I wonder if this quirk was meant to shape my destiny.
"Whether I was supposed to be a hero or whether I was supposed to be a villain. I feel as if though, sometimes, this power can control me... I know it's not exactly what you would call a "normal quirk," but it's something that shouldn't exist in this world," I concluded, tears streaming from my eyes, falling onto my dress.
Katsuki brushed his hand against my cheek, wiping away the tears. He gripped my chin and forced me to make eye contact with him.
He stared deep into my eyes and pulled me close, hugging me. I started hugging back, letting the tears fall. He squeezed me tighter and started stroking my hair.
I will admit, I was shocked by how calm and sweet Katsuki could be, but at the the moment, I really needed it.
I cried, letting out all the stress I felt since the 12 years my mom died and I had discovered that quirk. After what seemed like hours, I had stopped crying and Katsuki pulled me away.
"You feeling any better, Flare?" He asked. I nodded my head, a small smile forming on my lips.
Katsuki planted a small kiss on my lips and asked, "If you could describe your mother, what would you describe her as?"
I thought about this for a while before answering. I came up with a phrase that would describe her perfectly.
"She was sweet," I said, a smile appearing on my face, "sweeter than sugar."
