#overhole

Here’s one of my contributions for a BNHA cooking zine, Heroes in the Baking by @cuizineco

Overhaul is a tyrant, a madman. The thought of killing the quirk gene was what fueled him in life. It kept him sane, alive, happy. His underlings were scared of him, and with fear came obedience.

When he met (y/n), he was taken aback. She wasn’t scared, she could see right through him, and, the cherry on top of the cake, she was quirkless But, she wasn’t cut out for this yakuza world of his; I mean, she’s fucking quirkless. She might be fast and good with knives, but she’s still powerless in a super-powered world.

Overhaul fell quick. To him, she was powerful even without a quirk. But his love for her could never overpower his vision to destroy quirks for good.

And she knew that. She could fucking smell his ambition. 

When he lost her, he could still hear her fucking voice and every day, he relived their fights. Fights that the compound can hear and fights that went on for so long that it got to him after a while. 

He used to think that a younger, more fearless version of him would have ended her nonsense at the drop of a hat. No, this version of Overhaul, of Chisaki Kai, ended her nonsense later than that. 

Sometimes, when he walked down the halls of the compound, almost like he’s looking for her, he thought of his mistakes, the mistakes he hates thinking about. She loved him and gave him everything, yet he still got rid of her. For what, an ambition that, in a small, more rational part of Overhaul’s mind, is not possible, no matter how hard he could try. 

He gave her his worst. Even when he tried to be the best for her, the lover she deserved, he couldn’t provide. He was Overhaul, what could she expect, goddammit. These fits of frustration and anger have been happening more often, he noticed. 

When he disas.. when he got rid of her, he could see the fe- no, resentment in her eyes. The full amount of pure rage that a person could hold was apparent in her eyes. She had just found out about Eri, and she had been furious. She threatened to end his whole operation, what was he supposed to do?

Of course, he had hesitated. He was in love with her. He still is.

On certain days, when he sees her face in his dreams, he chokes up. He doesn’t cry. No, crying is a weakness. Love is too. He simply can’t breathe. 

On this fateful day, the heroes have infiltrated his compound. This is one of those lung-collapsing days. 

Throughout the day, he can hear her last words, the ones that set him off. 

“I can’t believe you, Kai.”

“It’s for the cause, (y/n), the one you agreed to.”

“I didn’t fucking agree to kidnap and torture children, Overhaul.”

“What the fuck do you want me to do, (y/n)? She’s our only chance to rid the world of this disease.”

“She’s a child. One of these days, you’ll get cau-”

He, for the first time, laid his hands on her, He grabbed her throat and forced her against the nearest wall. 

“Don’t-don’t jinx it for me, yeah? I have been working towards my goal for fucking years. You think I’m going to let you ruin it for me?”

“Fuck you. You’re going to get caught, and you’re going to suffer for what you’re doing to this child. Fuck y-”

♡♡♡ Just lick it right off of him ♡♡♡