All In Your Head||Izuku Midoriya x Dead!Reader

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In this Midoriya creates a fake you that only Midoriya can see as he can't come to terms with what happened. You passes away after a run in with some villains (not any big villains just some thugs) walking home from school. You and Midoriya were good friends.
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No ones POV

Nightmares. The only thing Midoriya would have every night. He hasn't gotten any sleep since he found out. Since he lost his good friend. Best friend even. He always walked her home but that day he stayed after school. He blamed himself. If he was there maybe, just maybe, she would still be alive. The nightmares were of him watching from the side lines of her being murdered. He couldn't move or look away. All he could do was watch.

On the outside he was happy and his normal self. But on the inside he was dead inside. He was crying. He was mad at himself. He stared at a picture of himself and Y/N. It was the day before it happened. He always found himself looking at it. He somehow made him feel better.

"I'm sorry Y/N..I wish I could bring you back.." A tear went down his face.

"Midoriya don't blame yourself" that voice he knew all too well.

"Y-Y/N?!" He looked next to him and there she was. Smiling.

"Hi Midoriya..before you get your hopes up no I'm not alive I'm just apart of your imagination" she sadly smiled.

"What..? But..why.." he was at a list for words.

"Well you are still grieving. And I guess I'm here because you can't come to terms with it. I'm not actually here" she said.

Midoriya knew he wasn't in a great state of mind but would he actually imagine a fake Y/N? But what she said made sense. He deep down couldn't come to terms that she was gone. She wasn't coming back.

"I know it's hard to take in but it's just apart of your grieving process. Once you come to terms then I'll disappear" she smiled.

"So..so can no one else see you?" He asked.

"Correct. So if you talk to me and there's people around you will look a little crazy" she slightly giggled.

Her giggle made him happy. Even if it wasn't real. He reached out to touch her but his hand just went through her.

"Unfortunately you can't touch me..since I'm not actually here" she sighed.

Midoriya was more then disappointed. If he could touch her then maybe it wouldn't be so bad. But since he couldn't he broke down crying. He fell on his knees and cried.

"Midoriya please don't cry..please!" Y/N was next to him but she couldn't comfort him.

"It's my fault that you died! If I didn't stay after school and walked you home like always then his wouldn't have happened!" He was hysterical.

"That's not true! If anything if you were with me you would have died instead of me and then I would be the one in this situation!" She cried out.

"But you would be alive then! You would get the chance to be a hero. I know you wanted to help people who couldn't help themselves. And now you can't.." He sniffled.

"And I still wish I could but this is how things are now. Life happens. You can't change what happened in the pass Midoriya. All you can do is just move on" she sighed.

He did know she was right. But it was so hard for him to move on. He couldn't let it be true. He didn't want it to be true. He just wanted this all to be a dream.

"Now cheer up. You have school soon. We better get going" she stood up.

He stood up and fixed himself. She was right. He had to cheer up and go to school. He redid his hair, fixed his uniform, and cleaned his face.

"Now show the world that smile" She slightly smiled.

He gave a smile. His usual smile. Which was a fake smile nowadays. But people believed it. And that what mattered to him.

-time skip to school-

School was the same. Expect the fact that Y/N was right there besides him at all times. She would look at her old classmates and smile sadly. She wished things could be different.

Midoriya took notice to this too. It was obvious that she was sad. But was she really? I mean she was in his head. She was just doing what he think she would do right? It was hard to tell what was her and what was him making her do.

"Trying to tell the difference between what's really me and you?" She suddenly asked.

He gave a slight nod. He couldn't just answer. Everyone would think he's crazy.

"Well I can't say myself. I mean to me I'm actually saying and thinking things. But I guess since I'm in your head you would be the one to make me do those things, right?" She said.

Could his brain actually make her do and say things like this? Was he actually in the mind set to create her in his mind for a grieving process?

"Midoriya are you ok?" Uraraka asked concern.

He snapped out of his thoughts. He didn't even notice class was over "Uh yeah! Sorry I was just thinking" he smiled.

"Thinking about Y/N again..?" Iida sadly smiled. He knew Midoriya did this a lot.

"Ah not anything bad. Just thinking about good times!" He smiled "I'm sorry but I better get home.." he stood up and shuffled out the door.

-6 months later-

Midoriya woke up and saw Y/N wasn't by his bedside like she had been for months. Maybe she wondered downstairs? He quickly got dress and ran down the stairs. Nothing. It was empty. Not even his mother was home.

Where was she? "Y/N? Y/N are you still here?" He called out.

Nothing. He frowned and went back upstairs to his room. Was..was he over the grieving process? Was this it? 6 months later and it was over. Not even a goodbye from her. Nothing. She was just gone.

"I guess..I guess that's it. Im over it.." he mumbled.

Apart of him misses having her around. Even if she wasn't real. He liked to talk to her when he was at home alone or just needed someone to talk too. But now that she was gone he felt..empty. It's like he needed her there now to feel good. But he know that she wasn't actually there. She was apart of his mind. And that's all she even was.

Midoriya smiled. He was happy. He was able to let go. She was gone and that was that. He didn't blame himself anymore.

"I'll miss you Y/N..I'll see you on the otherside someday" he looked up.

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