His Little Fox(Kirishima x reader)

7

I trotted back to my home. It had started rain while I was out and I had slipped several times in the dark. Climbing up the tree was especially difficult, but I managed to make it up eventually. I jumped into my room and changed back into a human as soon as my feet touched the ground. I was soaking wet with my hair plastered to my face and my limbs trembling from the exertion. 

I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and dried myself off as best I could. I put on warm pj's and glanced at the clock.

11:15.

I sighed, closed the window, and turned off the light. Then I collapsed on my bed, letting my shaking legs rest, and eventually fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

I woke up the next morning in almost the same position I had gone to sleep in.

That's a first.

I sat up and stretched, my hair falling around my face. I rubbed my face with my hands, trying to wake up. I then let my hands fall and slouched, looking blankly at the wall across from my bed. I sighed and threw the covers off my legs and stood up. I stood up too fast and was forced to sit back down for a moment.

When the dizziness faded, I stood up again and hobbled into the bathroom. When I came out, I changed and finished getting ready for the day. 

I hesitated at the top of the stairs. As soon as my parents see me, there will be no going back. I took a deep breath and slowly walked down the stairs. 

My parents were both sitting in the living room, reading. My mom smiled when she saw me, but it didn't reach her eyes. I gave a half-smile in response then turned to the kitchen. I made and ate a quick breakfast. Even though there was no one else in the room, the air felt crowded and suffocating. 

I quickly rushed back up to my room and sighed with relief as soon as I had closed the door. Since it was a Saturday, I didn't have any chores to do and could watch anime. I plopped down on my bed and started watching my current comfort anime. 

After a few episodes, I heard a knock on the door. I mentally braced myself for the fight ahead and turned off the anime.

"Come in." The door opened to reveal my mom. She had a slightly worried expression, but I could tell she was trying to hide it.

"Hello, Y/n." She paused and took a breath. "I think we should talk." I closed my eyes and nodded. She sat down on the bed and I moved to my desk chair.

"So," she began. "You're transferring to U.A." I cringed slightly and nodded again. "I know you don't want to become a hero, we're not making you, we just think that this will be good for you. It will help you make friends and expose you to the world of hero's and villains and, in case you ever want to, you can become a hero." 

She paused, searching my face for any sign that I was listening. I sat, stone-faced, looking her straight in the eye unflinching. Neither of us said anything for a few minutes, letting her words sink deep and get heavier with each passing second.

"Why?" I deadpanned. My mom jumped, only showing how nervous she was. She cleared her throat and swallowed.

"You need to see the real world. It isn't healthy to always be in your room-"

"I go out every day."

"You don't have any friends-"

"I can focus on my schoolwork."

"You have this unhealthy obsession with getting revenge." I opened my mouth to respond but hesitated. 

"Unhealthy?" I spoke in a low tone, not trying to scare her, but not trying to comfort her either. She sighed and looked me dead in the eye.

"Y/n, I know you love your father and that you just want to help him, but this is doing the opposite. You're making him worry for you. We want you to lead a normal life, but you refuse because of this obsession over revenge." She began to raise her voice slightly. "You're so focused on getting back at the world that you would sacrifice everything to get that revenge, including friends, happiness, and a normal life!" She paused, panting slightly, frowning at me.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to forgive the people that wouldn't give dad a chance."

"They did give him a chance and he used what he was given recklessly!"

"He learned his lesson! I've seen how sorry he is about it! Why can' they let him go back to being a hero?"

"Because he doesn't want to!" We had both been yelling, but when she said that we sat back, staring at each other.

"Why U.A?" I asked after a long pause.

"I told you, you need a life." I scoffed. "I know that sounds rude and mean, but it's the truth. You don't have friends and all you do is school and a walk once a day. Isn't that boring? Don't you want to get out?"

"No!" Her eyes widened in surprise. "No, I don't want a life. I'm perfectly happy, all by myself, with my school work and a walk once a day. I don't need friends, I don't need a life, and I don't need to get out into the world."

"Doesn't it get lonely? Not having anyone except your parents. Living in anger and resentment." 

I opened my mouth to answer but paused. Was I lonely? No...no. I had everything I needed. I don't need people. People only complicate things, complicate life. I don't need that.

My mom noticed my silence and sighed.

"Class starts on Monday, set your alarm." With that, she walked out of the room. I sat in silence for a long time after she had closed the door.

Alone is good. Right?