My Hero Academia: Hell is a Mess

Young Nemuri

Prompt: age-down Nemuri.
StarFlatinum gave me this idea, and let me tell you; this is a toughy.
I wasn't sure if you wanted her to just physically or mentally as well, but I did just physically. Call me out if I did it wrong.
Also, NEMURI FINALLY HAS A CHAPTER!

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I was bullying Shouta as there is nothing else to do when the door bursts open with a scream, "I AM YOUNG AGAIN!"

Um, what?

I turn to the door to find a fucking miniature Nemuri without boobs at the door.

Oh wait, Nemuri is a child. Damn, no wonder she is so happy! She is obsessed with youth because she is constantly growing old. Thank above she is wearing normal clothes instead of her dom - I mean hero outfit!

Nevermind, they are the same thing.

"Well, good to know you weren't born with boobs." At this point, you should know the drill: Shouta knocks me over the head with that comment.

Nemuri struts (well, attempts. she has nothing to show now.) over to me with a grin, "Of course not! It makes me more innocent."

"With the way you just walked over here, I think you are the youngest sinner now."

Nemuri gasps, "So rude, Izu."

"HE'S NOT WRONG!" Hizashi yells from the kitchen. Wait, what's he doing in the kitchen?

. . .

Whatever. As long as he isn't catching shit on fire, I am good.

"SHUT UP, COCKATOO!" Nemuri screams back.

Shouta looks at her before sighing, "How long are you like this for?"

"You don't like me this way?" She pouts as she leans against the man. Nemuri goes up to about my stomach, so she isn't super young. She is probably ten? Maybe younger or older, but it is somewhere in that range.

He pushes her off, "No. You're being as cocky as Izuku usually is right now."

"RUDE!" OFFENDED! REJECTED! EVERY WORD THAT CAN DESCRIBE THE INSULT IS THERE!

Nemuri taps her chin, "Twenty-four hours. It's a quirk, so don't ask Izu to find a cure."

"Like I would take the time to figure that out. I ain't an asshole. I value your happiness, and if this makes you happy for some reason, go right on ahead."

Without a warning, Nemuri pulls me into a rough hug, "So supportive! This is the kind of emotional support I need in my life Shouta, HIZASHI!"

"AT LEAST I AM HONEST TO YOU!" Hizashi yells as he comes from the kitchen.

"I prefer happiness over honesty!"

Bitch, me! SO FUCKING RELATABLE! UGH!

While Nemuri, I try to gently pry her away from me, but she looks up with me with a smirk, "Aw, Izu. Trying to get away from me?"

"Yes."

"Cuddle with me!"

"Fuck no!"

"Izuuuuuuuuu! Sho, make Izu cuddle with me!"

Shouta, being the jerk he is, decides to take her side sort of, "If you take a shower, he will."

"Oh really? That's understandable! Give me a few minutes!" With that, she runs off to the bathroom.

Immediately, I glare Shouta down, "What the fuck?"

"One night without me will not kill you, problem child." THAT'S JUST A FUCKING CALLOUT IF I HAVE HEARD OF ONE!

"I rather have one night without nobody, thank you very much."

"You need sleep, brat."

"Sleeping is just a form of dying, though?" Shouta pinches the bridge of his nose as Hizashi walks over to high-five me. He's the one who put that idea in my head, so thank you very much, man!

"For my comfort, sleep."

"I thought it was Hizashi's job to comfort you." That makes them both blush. Now if I can only get him to laugh. Before I can say anything else, I am dragged out of the room into my dorm. When the door slams behind me, I see a clean Nemuri before me.

"I'm clean! Cuddle with me now!" Was she always this bossy? I mean, probably. I probably have ignored her attempts multiple times.

Can you blame me?

"No."

"Yes!"

"No." I don't get a say when she pulls me to my bedroom and pushes me gently against the bed.

"Yes! You don't have an excuse now!"

". . .five minutes." That brings a smile on her face as Nemuri gets on. With a sigh, I follow quickly after she glares at me. Then, we cuddle somehow.

I will never admit that I enjoy somebody's company nor will I admit that I will fall asleep if someone is there with me.

I shall remain stubborn!