【Ｌｉｔｔｌｅ Ｌａｍｂ】

Chapter 12: The Girl

Walking into the living room of a strange yet nice looking apartment, you sat down on the couch. You were a tad confused of your surroundings but your body acted as if that wasn't the case. The front door creaked open slowly, a strange man walked inside. He looked a bit familiar but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. He looked almost like Overhaul from the bridge of his nose and up. Was that him but without the mask? You weren't very sure but you couldn't concentrate on it either.

"I'm home, princess." He walked inside and shut the door, kicking off his shoes. Your body rose instantly, jumping to your feet as you ran over. Your mouth spoke on instinct, simple reflex.

"Welcome home!" You squeaked. Internally, you were very unsure but this person brought a sense of protection and happiness to you. He engulfed you in his arms, bringing you against his body tightly.

You shot up, your heart was racing for miles. You clenched your shirt, slowly coming to contact with your surroundings. You were on a large bed in a fancy looking bedroom.

"Hello...?" You called out, no response. You tried to think of what happened before you fell asleep, the only memory that came to mind was when you fled the League of Villains.

"Shit! What have I done!?" You threw the warm blankets off of you and jumped out of the bed. Your mind was blank, the only thing causing you to move was pure fear. You couldn't remember where you were and where your things were at. Rushing to the door, you flattened your hair.

"I'm going to be dust when Tomura is through with me, my life is over!" You stopped as the door swung open before you could grab the handle.

Overhaul stood before you, holding your bag which was basically your old school bag from UA. Once your eyes met with his, all your memories came back.

"O-Overhaul, I-I need to leave! I made a big mistake yesterday and if I don't get back, I'll be dead meat!" You trembled in fear and confusion.

He lifted his hand and caressed your cheek, his hand was still warm even though he wore gloves but the material of the gloves was smooth, almost soft.

"Remember, you're mine now. I can't let you run off that easily, functioning off of pure adrenaline like that isn't good. That damn hand freak doesn't deserve you. Before we handle more important matters, clean up. You're a mess, I can't have germs spreading through my halls." He stated, pulling his hand back and handing over your bag.

"T-Thank you, I will. I don't want to be a burden, is there a way I can pay you back?" You looked up to meet his golden orbs.

"I regret calling you a villain now, you're too gentle. Just wash up for now, that'll be enough. I'll give you a few hours to clean up then I'll come back in so when I knock, make sure you're decent." He turned around and closed the door behind him as he walked out.

"Am I that dirty? Though, I can't recall the last time I had a proper shower..." You thought to yourself, shame resting on your shoulders.

You placed your bag on a small table, going through it to make sure you still had your precious keepsakes. Once everything was still in the bag, you walked into the bathroom and slowly opened the door. The bathroom was just as fancy looking as bedroom.