Mothers Need Love Too. Inko Midoriya x Reader.

Chapter One: Mamadoriya

When (Y/n) woke up, she wasn't where she usually should be. Groggily the twenty something year old woman opened her eyes and was met with this green wallpaper that really would disagree with her own design choices. The bed she was on felt far too good to be her own, it actually felt comfortable. Looking up the ceiling didn't even have any cracks or peeling paint on it! "Yeah this is not my flat" (Y/n) whispered quietly. Then she heard it, in response to her words a body shifted and groaned almost silently beside (Y/n). Her body went ridged, thoughts swirled in her mind like bees in a hive. Internally she cursed herself, she had broken an important personal rule, don't have sex with strangers. 'How the hell did this happen?' (Y/n) thought to herself as she looked over at the plump, green-haired woman lying beside her.

Nine Hours Earlier...

Another night, another failed Tinder™ date. (Y/n) sighed, sitting in the local lesbian bar by herself. In her hand, (Y/n) rolled a half filled glass of Orange Juice and ice around on the table. Music thumped so loud that (Y/n) could feel her whole skeleton vibrating. Which was even worse considering (Y/n)'s mutation quirk that gave her an extra set of arms and hands. While she wasn't as impressive as Forth Kind, (Y/n) tended to use her arms in a way that wasn't hurtful. An hour had passed and if that stupid girl wasn't here she wasn't coming at all. Grunting with dissatisfaction (Y/n) stood up to leave the bar, she needed a calmer setting anyway. As she stood, (Y/n) took the drink she had ordered for her date, it was an apple juice with a splash of vodka... nothing fancy. But she happened to notice something very strange as she headed for the door.

A plump ball of nervousness, quietly shaking with wide eyes in the corner of a booth, all alone. 'What is she doing here?' (Y/n) asked herself and made her way over to the woman. As she approached the older woman locked eyes with her, a display of fear clear on her face when (Y/n) sat down. Green hair tapped her fingers together quickly, a sign of her anxiety and (Y/n) plonked down the apple and vodka mix. "Be warned, it has a dash of vodka" (Y/n) explained over the loud music. (Y/n) watched in amusement and curiosity as the woman's eyes widened with fear and alarm. "So, I know it's cliché..." (Y/n) started "But what's a gorgeous thing like you doing here?" That got a nice reaction out of the older female. Red crept up her face as she blushed furiously.

"M-My friend." She stammered, nodding (Y/n) looked around and saw a few girls that looked around the same age all dancing on the multicoloured tiles of the dance floor.

"Let me guess, one fun night out with the girls?" (Y/n) asked and received a quick, shallow nod in return. Sighing, (Y/n) stood and was surprised to see the girl panic even more before (Y/n) slipped into the seat beside her. "There, now we can talk better." (Y/n) said taking a straw from its holder on the table and sticking it in the apple and vodka cocktail. The young woman sipped a bit and internally gagged, she hated alcohol and had no tolerance for the stuff. But she wanted to put the other woman at ease. "I'm (Y/n) by the way."

"I-Inko..." It seemed Inko had finally found (Y/n)'s second set of hands.

"Oh, sorry..." (Y/n) said, retracting the limbs and placing them on her lap. Inko, to her defence shook her hands and head.

"N-no you're fine. It was... just surprising was all" in return, (Y/n) smiled... This woman was way prettier than her failed online hook up.

Back and forth (Y/n) and Inko chatted over the loud music, often times leaning in closer just to hear what the other was saying. It was in these moments that (Y/n) felt her breath hitch and her heart skip a beat. As Inko's curvy body came so close to touching, hands three and four clenched and unclenched as they resisted the urge to roam across the woman's body. Eventually it seemed that the crowded atmosphere, ear-penetrating music and the apple and vodka cocktail had taken its toll on the older woman.