#bnmha

so this soft boy would only want the best for you

he truly only wants to make you happy 

so when you pull him aside one day and say you have something you want to tell him, he starts to stress out

‘w––what did i do? is something wrong?’ 

he would be throwing questions half at you, half at himself at a million miles per hour and you’d have to put both your hands on his cheeks to calm him down

‘izuku’

he’d pause and look at you wide eyed, silently cringing as he waited for the absolute worst to come 

and you’d just shake your head, a small smile on your face as you leaned in to press a sweet kiss to his lips and he’d hum softly, giving in immediately and calming down a bit

‘it’s not anything bad, i promise’

and he’d just sigh ‘oh okay. then um what is it?’

and suddenly you’d get nervous and quiet down, letting your hands slide down to his shoulders and he’d put his hands on your waist, letting you know that he was there for you and would patiently wait for you to be ready

‘i just––i was wondering if, and not that anything’s bad with how we are now, but i just wondered if you could try being a little...rougher with me? in bed?’

he’d just pause and let his mouth open and close a few times before he let out a verbal response

‘rougher?’

‘yeah’ you’d shrug, giving him a soft smile, ‘i think it could be nice.’

when he doesn’t say anything and you can tell he’s processing everything in his head you continue, ‘but we don’t have to––’

‘okay. we’ll try it. i wanna make you feel good.’

you’d look at him, ‘are you sure?’

he’d kiss you, first gently, then he’d go back for more, with more control and more purpose, knocking the breath out of you as your hands came up to rest in his hair

he’d pull your hands away by your wrists roughly and push you down on the bed, holding your arms above your head and you’d gasp into his mouth

he wouldn’t let up, his lips would be chasing after yours, not letting you breathe as he teased, licked and sucked your bottom lip and your tongue

he bit your lip more harshly than he normally would and you whined, your arms straining under his hold

he pulled away and you could see the lightning like green swirling in his irises as he looked down at you, his breathing harsh and unconfined, almost like he’d been set free

he’d watch you for a bit before deciding he wanted to see all of you

with a grunt, he’d rip your clothes off and your eyes would widen with arousal as you look up at him, hips already bucking for attention

he’d look you up and down for a moment, trying to decide what he wanted to do before looking at his hand and bringing it up to your mouth

you’d part your lips eagerly and he’d slide two of his fingers into your mouth, thrusting them in and out as if it were his cock, going slow but deeper each time, making you almost gag around him

when he’s satisfied, he’d pull his hand away, letting your spit drag down your body as he trailed it down, across your nipples, down your stomach, to your pussy

you’d feel his wet fingers slide between your folds, up and down your clit before he’d thrust them in to your tight whole, letting you adjust (he’s not a monster) and once you were ready he would start slow and deep, curving his digits the way you like

and once you get desperate for more, near tears, he’d start to piston his fingers in and out of you quickly, letting the wetness drip down his wrist, his thumb rubbing your clit

he wouldn’t stop until you were screaming and squirting all over his hand, his other would be holding you open, pressing into your thigh as his eyes gazed at you in awe, focused on the way you clench around him

once you’re trembling around him, your hands coming down to push his hands away, he’d pull away and lick and suck his fingers clean, watching you with a smirk as you twitched

‘get on your hands and knees’ he wouldn’t even sound like himself, his voice deeper and dark

you’d get into position on shaky limbs, eager for him to finally fuck you, sighing when you felt his hands smooth over your ass

he would be a little hesitant because what if he loses control? feels too good and uses his powers? (it’s happened before)

but once you turn back and give him that look

the one that says use me, break me––he gives in and gives you what you (both) want

he takes his clothes off in no time and hisses when he wraps his hand around his aching cock before sliding into you, bottoming out in one go

within a few moments he’s pounding into you, the sound of his skin slapping against yours is deafening and with each thrust, each jolt of your body against the bed, you feel yourself falling deeper and deeper into izuku, completely under his control

his fingertips are digging into your hips and at a certain point, you’re not even moving yourself, he’s just fucking you onto his cock

‘that’s it pretty girl, that’s it just like that’

you can feel every inch of his cock as he pounds into you, all you can hear is him, the praises he’s grunting out, all you can feel is him, his hands, his cock, everything

he has you cumming around him again as he slides a hand down to play with your clit, pulling a sob from your throat but he doesn’t stop

he pulls you up by your neck and holds you close, playing with your tits as he continues to fuck you, slapping your clit quickly as you cum around him over and over

and he doesn’t stop until he’s filled you up

you can barely open your eyes when he sets you down on the bed gently, your body twitching and shaking as he pulls out

as soon as you’re both done and settled down, he looks at you with puppy dog eyes, worried he’s gone too far

‘was––was that okay? i wasn’t too rough was i? oh my––’

you’d struggle to lift yourself up but you’d manage and kiss him immediately shutting him up and he’d melt into you, his hands gently holding you and rubbing your sides 

you’d pull away, your eyes still closed for a moment before you open them and smile at him reassuringly and lovingly ‘that was perfect izu’

You nodded, “Yeah, is it okay if I stay in here?” 

“Be my guest.” 

You laid down on the rug, closing your eyes, feeling the vibration from the speakers below you through the floor. 

The cat leaped off of his lap and made its way to your face, sniffing you with curiosity. You smiled and hummed softly. 

“Hey there little guy,” You reached out and petted the cat’s head, the animal answering in affectionate purrs. You smiled and looked up at the man, who was watching you pet the cat. “I’m y/n by the way.” 

“Shoto, nice to meet you.” He smiled down at you kindly, a tiredness behind his eyes. 

“Is the cat yours?” You said, gesturing the the purring friend you had made. 

“No, its Koda’s, veterinary major and all.” 

You nodded, “Oh yeah, I have Biology 246 with him!” 

He tilted his head at you. 

“I’ve had a class with you, I just cant remember it though...” 

His voice trailed off in thought, the cat’s purr and the music from below being the only sound in the small room. 

“Freshman Philosophy!” He said, excitement in his voice from recalling the class. 

You laughed and nodded, “Oh yeah, with Professor Aizawa, right?” 

He nodded and scooted off the futon and onto the floor beside you. 

“How have you been?” 

You sit up, crossing your legs, the cat crawling into them and nuzzling into your thighs. You giggled and looked back up at Shoto. 

“Hm? Oh, not so bad. Lots of papers to write, being an (insert) major and all. How about you?” 

He nods, “I get the paper thing, the Social Justice major is a lot of writing. And most of my time is occupied from reading for my Family Studies minor.” 

“Oh wow, family studies, why’d you chose that?” 

Shoto looked down at his lap and back up and you. 

“You know how they say that people who study psychology just need therapists? I guess the same applies for me.” 

Your eyes widened. 

“Oh my god are you an orphan?” 

Shoto blinked and laughed. 

“What? No, just uh, what is the phrase...daddy issues?” 

You laughed softly, “Yeah thats the phrase.” 

The two of you talked about everything, from school, professors you hate, to whether or not soba is best served hot or cold, to even what films you were excited to see that are coming out.

Eventually, silence filled the room once again, as the both of you gently pet the cat who had fallen asleep on your lap. 

“You’re really pretty by the way.” 

You looked up at Shoto, who was still looking down at the cat, his hair barely covering his pink cheeks. You smiled softly and tucked your hair behind your ear shyly. 

“You’re really pretty too,” you said, giggling slightly. He looked up at you and smiled widely. 

“Would you like to go out sometime? But something a bit, uh, nicer?” 

You grinned and nodded. 

“I’d love to.” 

He stared back at you, still smiling, but softer. He leaned into you, a blush creeping up into your cheeks at his action. His hand crept up and cupped your cheek gently, closing the gap and pressing his lips against yours. His lips were soft and the kiss was delicate and sensual. You rested your hands on his thighs as his fingers laced into your hair. You smiled against his lips, causing Shoto to blush. His other hand snaked to the small of your back, attempting to pull you closer. 

Just as soon as he had rested his hand on your back, the door swung open. 

The cat meowed loudly, and scurried out of the room. 

Shoto pulled away with fearful eyes, “S-shit, I’m sorry I gotta go!” He sprung up and walked past the girls standing in the door frame and began to chase after the cat. “WHISKERS GET BACK HERE!” 

You turned to see Mina and Ururaka, their mouths hanging open. 

“Was that, the Shoto Todoroki?” Ururaka squealed. 

You nodded slowly, confused to their dramatic reaction. Mina shook her head in shock. 

“I can’t believe you made out with him!” She said, pulling you out into the hallway. 

“Yeah, he just asked me out too-” 

“He what?!” Ururaka practically screamed. “He’s literally the UA frat’s president and the dean’s son.” 

You snickered to yourself, recalling Shoto’s “daddy issues” comment. 

“Thats news to me actually...still, why did you guys barge in and ruin the moment?” You gave them a small pout. 

Ururaka bit her lip. 

“Well, Denki was getting really handsy and kept asking to see my boobs-” 

You put your hand up to stop her from finishing the sentence, cringing at the thought. 

“So I’m guessing its time for me to drive you home?” 

“Yes please!” The begged with large pleading eyes. 

You chuckled and rolled your eyes, making your way down the stairs with them. You were about to walk out the front door when your name was shouted from across the crowded living. You looked back to see Shots hurrying towards you, Whisker’s being held tightly in his arms. 

“Y/n wait! You’re leaving already?” 

“Yeah, I’m on dd duty so I go when they go,” you said gesturing to Mina and Ururaka who were waiting for you outside. Shoto frowned. 

“Oh, okay. Can I get your number before you go though?” 

You nodded and pulled a pen out of your bag, writing your phone number down on the back of his hand. He beamed at you. 

“Cool, I’ll call you.” 

You whipped your head at the sound of Mina bent over, hurling her guts out on the lawn, Ururaka gagging while holding her pink curls out of her face. 

“Please do, I enjoyed talking to someone sane tonight.” 

He chuckled and nodded. You reached out and scratched Whiskers behind the ear, “Bye little guy!” You stood on your tiptoes and reached up to peck Shoto’s cheek. “Good night.” 

Stitched you up, put you together With cotton and feather Gave you love, put my heart inside you Oh, what could I do When you started talking in your sleep Saying things you'd do to me I didn't care, I wasn't scared

You didn’t know what you saw in him. Most people would be scared of the patched, fiery man. Not you. You weren’t scared of him. You were just interested in him. 

To you, he seemed so broken. And because you had feelings for him, you did your best to help him. You let him stay with you, you took care of any wounds he may have had from a mission. You would’ve done anything for him. 

The first sign of your troubles began when he started talking in his sleep. You noticed but didn’t say anything to him. You could hear him mumble your name but it wasn’t in a good way. Not even in a pleasurable way. More of a threatening way. 

Now I'm finding knives under the sheets Crumbled photographs of me I'm in despair Should I be scared?

Dabi forced you to move in with him. He told you it was for your own protection. And you believed him. 

“I won’t be gone for long. Don’t leave the apartment,” Dabi ordered.

“Why can’t I leave the apartment?” You asked confused.

“Just don’t. Okay? I am not going to repeat myself,” Dabi growled a little. You nodded quietly as you watched him leave. Out of boredom, you looked around at your new home. You found a small box in one of the drawers that had crumbled and slightly burnt photos of you. You stared in shock and horror as you looked at the photos. 

They were all pictures of you asleep in your bed and some with you changing. The worst part was the dates on the pictures. This happened before you met Dabi. You didn’t know what to do. 

“I’m home,” Dabi called out. Dabi walked over to the room to see you standing there with the photos in your hands. 

“Dabi. What’s this?” You asked quietly. You were shaking out of fear at this point. Nothing he could say could make you feel better. Dabi smirked over at you. 

“They’re nothing,” Dabi shrugged. 

“They don’t look like nothing. These were taken before we met,” you tell him.

“And? What are you going to do about it?” Dabi teased you. He knew that you were quirkless. That’s why he thought you were perfect for him. 

Teddy bear, you were my teddy bear You were comforting and quiet How did love become so violent? Oh, teddy bear, you were my teddy bear Everything was so sweet until you tried to kill me

“I need to leave,” you quietly said. The terrifying thing to you at the moment was how quiet Dabi was. 

You quickly rushed for the front door to get out of the apartment. You didn’t think. You just ran. 

Dabi purposely let you go. He wanted to play a little game. A game to show you that you were his no matter what. He wanted to show you that he was in control of this. Not you. Besides, why not let you have one more taste in freedom before he takes you back to be his forever.

I threw you out, I didn't outgrow you I just didn't know you But now you're back And it's so terrifying how you paralyze me

You wanted to change your identity to leave this city. You wanted to go somewhere where you think you would be safe. However, Dabi knew that he couldn’t let you leave him. Especially since you were his and no one else’s. 

Now you're showing up inside my home Breathing deep into the phone I'm so unprepared, I'm fucking scared

You thought Dabi had forgotten about you after a week of not seeing him. You assumed that he had found some other girl to screw with. The one dreaded thing that you despised the was process on changing your identity so you could leave. 

Dabi decided that a week was too long. He wanted you back into his arms already. He started to play with your fear again by calling you first.

“Hello?” You answered the phone. Dabi didn’t say anything. He was already in the place you were staying at. Of course, you didn’t know that. 

“Hello?” You repeated. All you could hear was soft breathing. 

“Hello, darling,” you thought you had a heart attack as you felt your heart beat uncontrollably. You turned to look at Dabi who stood nearby.

“What do you want with me?” You asked. You could feel your tears fall down your face as you shook in fear.

“Isn’t it obvious? I want what’s mine to come back home.”

“I’m not yours. Not anymore,” you tell him, trying to sound brave.

“Oh really?” Dabi asked as he started to create a light of blue fire out of his hands.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” you begged as you cowered in fear. Dabi smirked over at you. He stopped his fire before shoving his hands into his pockets. 

“Now why would I want to hurt you? You’re my darling after all. And I can prove it to you if you let me,” Dabi tells you as he got closer to you. You couldn’t stop yourself from crying. 

“Now now. No need for tears. If you let me take care of you, I promise I won’t hurt you too bad. Deal?” Dabi asked you. You nodded your head, wanting this nightmare to stop.