Hoodie [Sero Hanta X Reader]

Breakeven

The moment Sero walked out the door of your apartment for what would be the last time he could barely breathe, for a guy that wasn't particularly religious he prayed to whatever god was listening that he had done the right thing. He hated himself for what he did, but he couldn't go on knowing that he literally couldn't love you anymore, not when you deserved someone capable of it. It just wasn't fair to you and he knew it, so the best thing he could do was end what was once a perfect life he didn't deserve to be in anymore.

The villain from a few weeks ago had sentenced him to a lifetime of suffering when she had taken his ability to love anyone away with her quirk. Sero had tried to ignore the lack of love he had for you, but now it was too much to keep going through the motions when the feeling behind them were no longer there. So why did leaving hurt so fucking badly? Even with the inability to love, that didn't mean Sero didn't feel guilty for what he must have put you through by ending it the way that he did. A part of him hoped you'd move on quickly and find someone better than him. It couldn't be hard to do, anyone, hell everyone was better than plain-as-could-be Sero after all.

He couldn't blame Shinsou for wanting to beat the shit out of him when Sero had arrived at Kaminari's in shambles right after leaving you, the two of you were close since high school and Sero almost wished Kaminari hadn't stopped his boyfriend from hitting him. Nor could he blame the rest of the Bakusquad, excluding Kaminari, giving him the cold shoulder for the better part of a month after they had gone and brought him all his belongings from your place. Hell, he couldn't even blame Kaminari for trying to be a good friend and get him to talk about why he did what he did, not believing that Sero could just stop loving you without a reason. What he could blame was himself for letting this go on for so long and not having told anyone when he realized what had happened and that crone who did this to him in the first place.

It was surprisingly hard to corner the villain that was terrorizing the public for weeks now. No one had any solid information on what their quirk was, only that whoever they touched was left feeling incomplete somehow and caused emotional distress in some way. It was part of the reason Cellophane was sent to help with the capture of the villain, with his quirk he wouldn't need to get too close to restrain them. Or that's what he thought.

Five hours of playing cat and mouse and the villain continued to evade capture and the entire time they hadn't used their quirk once to reveal what they were capable of and Cellophane wasn't having any of it. None of the other heroes were willing to risk getting close to them while they still had no idea what their quirk actually did, but Cellophane saw no other way. So as he swung down directly in front of the villain he finally saw that it was an elderly woman, surprising given that she moved and dodged like she was in her early 20s and not in her late 90s.

Just as Cellophane was about to use his tape to immobilize her she reached for his face with incredible speed and cupped his cheek gently. Reeling away and falling onto his back Cellophane looked up at the woman just as two other heroes came up from behind her and placed quirk canceling handcuffs on her before she could touch either of them. The Taping Hero watched in confusion as the woman was placed in a high-security vehicle. He didn't feel any different. Did she not try using her mysterious quirk on him just now?

It wasn't until he had returned home that Sero knew something was wrong with him. You had waited up for him like you always did whenever he was out late for work and he didn't feel the warm and fuzzy feeling he usually did when he saw you snuggled up in a blanket on the couch. It would take him another three weeks before he finally knew what that woman had done to him and what he had to do to make things right.

It was on his worst days (which was almost every day it seemed) that he hoped you were having your best. Even as he lied awake on Kaminari's couch at four in the fucking morning, he hoped you had no trouble sleeping, he didn't deserve to have someone lose sleep over him, especially not you, not after what he had done. The phantom memory of sharing your bed had his heart break unevenly and only caused him to get pissed off. It wasn't fair that he had no love left in him, but could remember in perfect clarity what love felt like before he lost the ability altogether.