#slay talks

You sniffled in your room waiting for your humidifier to finally help.

Of all days to come down with the cold, why did it have to be your favorite holiday, Halloween?

You looked at your forgotten costume in the corner of your dorm and sighed.

“Knock knock,” you heard followed by loud banging on your door.

Reluctantly you opened your door and we’re met with the sight of Denki, Eijiro, Hanta, and Katsuki.

“Um, why aren’t you in your costume yet? We’re totally going to be late for the party,” Denki asked.

“Isn’t it obvious Dunce Face, look at them! They are sick as hell!” Katsuki yelled as some of the boys shuffled into your dorm.

“No way are you really not feeling well? That’s such a bummer man,” Eijiro said, looking at you with puppy eyes.

“Yeah, it’s fine you guys go have fun,” you waved your hand for them to get out. “I don’t want to get you all sick.”

“That superrrr sucks. But, we need your expert opinion first. Tell me are the ladies ready for this costume,” Denki asked motioning to his devil costume.

You couldn’t help but laugh, Denki was relentless with his endless pinning. You yanked on his devil tail letting it snap back and hit him.

“Ow!” He yelled in surprise.

“You look great, Kaminari. I think the lady is going to love it,” you said, giving him a wink causing him to blush.

“And what about my cape? Does it look dumb?” Eijiro asked, looking a little self-conscious.

“A vampire, hu? Pretty smart with those teeth of yours. Yeah, it looks cute, Kirishima. Sero, your pirate looks great too. But, how did you boys manage to get Bakugo in a costume this year?”

“What?! I did this on my own!” Katsuki barked at you.

“Really? You chose a werewolf all by yourself, hu?” You asked.

“Tch, what’s the matter with it?! Better than these extras lame ass costumes,” he said defensively.

“It looks good Bakugo. Alright go, all of you get out of here before you catch my cold,” you said, encouraging them to leave.

“Ok, I’m sorry... feel better soon, ok?” Eijiro said as he, Hanta, and Denki started to make their way out.

“Kacchan come on we’re already super late,” Denki called.

“Nah- you idiots go,” Katsuki said.

“What no way, you’re seriously not going to come even after you picked out your whole costume?” Hanta asked.

“Parties are fucking dumb, get out of here already,” Katsuki yelled.

“Alright man, we’ll see you later then,” Eijiro said, pulling the other two boys who were still trying to convince Bakugo to come.

Once the other three were gone you turned to Katsuki, “You didn’t have to do that.”

“Tch I didn’t do it for you dumb ass! I was looking for any excuse not to go to that dumb party,” Katsuki said, crossing his arms.

“Mhm sure,” you said, rolling your eyes playfully at him.

“Whatever- your voice sounds like crap. Let’s go down to the common room and I’ll make you some tea and we can watch a dumb movie or something,” he suggested.

“You really want to watch a Halloween movie?!” You asked surprised by his holiday spirit.

“Uh yeah- isn’t that what you’re supposed to do on Halloween? Come on, let’s go. Tired of seeing you moping in your room,” he said, waving at you to follow him downstairs.

You followed Katsuki downstairs to the common room and started looking for movies while he made some tea for you.

“Do you want to watch an actual scary movie or a cheesy cute one like The Addams Family or something?” You asked.

Katsuki set the tea down next to you and sat on the couch. “I don’t give a fuck, they are all dumb.”

“Fine- I’m showing you my favorite then,” you decided, turning the movie on and sitting down next to him. Katsuki just grunted in response.

You settled in more into the couch drinking the tea he made, “The tea is good thank you,” you said.

“No need to thank me dumb ass, if you need more just let me know,” he said, eyes staying locked on the TV. You watched him for a few moments trying to make sense of his actions that never seemed to match his words.

You decided to take a risk and leaned a bit into Katsuki’s shoulder. To your surprise, he didn’t move or react at all. Instead, he looked down at you, “Why is this one your favorite Halloween movie?” He asked.

Katuski was a surprisingly good listener, and despite his disdain at first, he declared he didn’t completely hate every second of the movie you chose.

“Alright, what’s the next one?” He asked.

“You want to watch another?! Isn’t it kind of late for you?” You asked surprised.

“I don’t sleep that damn early! You all just stay up too late! Besides, those idiots aren’t back yet so- just put on another one,” he said.

You chose another movie and nuzzled back into the couch leaning more into Katsuki who again made no reaction.

Before you knew it, time had passed, and the occasional comments Katsuki made about the movie slowly stopped as you both felt sleepiness wash over you.

The next thing you knew you heard whispers from behind you.

“Should we wake them up?” Hanta whispered.

“Awe they look so comfy,” Eijiro said.

“What! How did Kacchan get more action than any of us?!” Denki said, irritated.

“Come on, let’s leave them,” Eijiro said, pulling his two friends away.

You opened your eyes slowly as you heard the boys finally leave back to their dorms. Immediately a blush took over your face as you realized you had fallen asleep in Katsuki’s lap. Katsuki was fast asleep with his head leaning against the couch.

You gently shook him a bit to bring him out of sleep.

Katsuki inhaled sharply and picked his head up, blinking hard he slowly came back to consciousness.

“Hey, um the others came through already. We must have fallen asleep.”

“Damn,” he said, stretching. “Must have been that boring ass movie.”

“Hey, it wasn’t that bad!” You said smacking his shoulder playfully.

“Yeah yeah whatever, I want to get out of this damn costume,” he said getting up off the couch. “Come on I’ll walk you to your dorm, I don’t want your sick ass passing out on the way up the elevator or anything.”

“I’m not that helpless,” you argued but followed Katsuki back to your dorm.

“Alright get some sleep idiot or you’re never going to get better,” he said, opening your door for you.

“Thank you,” you said awkwardly, passing him to step into your room.

“Yeah whatever- it wasn’t as awful as that party would have been I guess,” he said.

“Those ears are really cute on you by the way,” you said playfully patting his hair around his costume wolf ears.

“Tch,” he exclaimed, irritated looking at the floor but you caught the small tint that grew on his cheeks.

“Goodnight, Bakugo,” you said and moved closer to press a kiss to his cheek.

Katsuki backed up, surprised, “Trying to get me sick dumb ass,” he said, rubbing his cheek.

“Oh fuck- sorry,” you apologized.

“Don’t- it’s fine, but, you should try a little harder,” he said, grabbing your wrist and pulling you to him as he pressed his lips to yours. “Goodnight.” He said and swiftly left down the hallway.

An extra Halloween fic, since I was stuck in the house sick on my favorite holiday 😩! Hope y’all enjoy this self indulgent comfort fic.

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You walked into the estate holding a bag of supplies you had gone out to grab.

"That took you longer than expected," Muichio commented on your late arrival.

"I know. A customer was giving the saleswomen a hard time so I had to put him in his place. It slowed me down a bit but look," you said enthusiastically, pulling two bottles out of the bag. "She was so thankful she gave me two free bottles of sake!"

"Oh my that was rather generous of her,'" Muichiro said, eyeing the large bottles of sake.

"I tried to deny them but she wouldn't take no for an answer, and I figured it might be nice for us to unwind after the challenging last few days." You said placing the oversized bottles of sake on the table.

"Hmm..." Muichiro pondered, tilting his head, "I'm not sure if I ever tried sake before."

"Well no better time like today," you said, placing two sake cups on the table and flashing a wide grin at Muichiro.

"I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try," Muichiro decided, opening one of the bottles and pouring you both a cup full of sake.

You held your cup out to him indicating to cheers. Muichiro looked at you curiously but held his glass up and followed your lead in clinking cups.

He took a sip of his sake and his eyes widened, "this is actually tasty." He said, finishing and pouring himself another cup.

"I'm glad you like it," you said smiling again at the Hashira.

You served yourself some food in the kitchen and came back to find Muichiro had finished almost half of the first bottle.

"Umm- Tokito you said this was your first time drinking sake, but is it your first time drinking alcohol at all?" You asked, a little concerned about Muichiro's pacing.

"Hmmm... I might have tried something before but not much I don't think." He said, finishing another cup.

You sat down to eat and pushed a plate over to Muichiro. "Maybe you should eat as well and take it a little slow," you said, placing your hand on the back of your neck. You felt strange giving a Hashira orders but you couldn't help but be worried Muichiro would make himself sick.

"Ok," Muichiro agreed, taking bites of the food you slid over to him but continued to down more cups of sake. At this point, you noticed the Hashira swaying a bit. "Hey, what was your life like before demons?" He asked.

"What do you mean?"

"What was your life like? What did you do? Who did you know?" He clarified.

"Pretty normal I guess, I spent time with friends and family. I didn't always know demons existed so it was peaceful until... well you know-" You cut off not wanting to get any more into the trauma you had endured.

"Friends, did you have a boyfriend or anything like that?" Muichiro asked, finishing another cup of sake.

"Hahaha umm..." You took a drink of your own cup before answering. "No, nothing like that. Sort of the opposite actually."

"The opposite?" He asked, tilting his head again in an adorable manner completely captivated by your story.

"Yeah... I used to get made fun of when I was younger by some of the boys in my village..." You said wincing at the old memory. It was kind of comical actually how you stood in front of demons every day but the thought of the silly boys and their mean words still affected you.

"WHAT!" Muichiro exclaimed, causing you to jump. Muichiro never had that much enthusiasm when he spoke. It was a harsh contrast to his usual low and dreamy voice. "You're being serious, what dense boys," he said, filling up his cup once more. "Oh, I seemed to have finished the first bottle..." Muichiro began to open the next bottle of sake and poured you both another cup.

"You sure you're ok Tokito?" You asked, feeling worried about the Hashira as his demeanor had drastically changed indicating his drunkenness.

"I'm great! I don't think I've felt this good in a long time actually,” he said, stuffing another bite of food in his mouth. "Those boys were very ignorant, they were lucky to even have been in your presence," Muichiro said, his face flushed. You weren't sure if his flushness was from the sake or his words.

"Thanks, Tokito," you said, nervously looking down at your cup and taking a sip.

"No need to be modest about it- You're wildly beautiful." He said his gaze moving from his sake to fix on you.

His fixed gaze sent a shiver down your spine, you weren't sure how to handle so much of the Hashira's attention. Muichiro never spoke so openly about how he viewed you, as much as you loved it you weren’t sure how to respond.

“Umm thank you- so um, what about you?”

“Hm?”

“Ever since you got your memories back you haven’t shared much about what you remembered or how your life was before joining the corps.” You spoke trying to take the attention off of yourself.

Muichiro’s expression quickly changed and his eyes seem to glaze over, “I lived with my parents and twin brother until they all died.” He said plainly with seemingly no emotion in his voice.

You instantly felt foolish for asking the Hashira. How dense were you? The memories had to be awful if they caused Muichiro to lose his memory. He was enjoying his night and you brought that crashing down with one question.

“I’m so sorry Tokito- I shouldn’t have asked…,” you said looking back down at your cup and taking a sip in hopes of banishing your mistake.

Muichiro just shrugged, “No need to apologize, you are rather cute when you’re embarrassed,” he said gaze still fixed on you.

He appeared to be unaffected by the remembrance of his family and quickly found a way to bring the attention back to you.

Your heartbeat increased and you nervously searched your brain for a way to respond. “You’re cute yourself being so tipsy,” you decided to say.

Muichiro attempted to get closer to you but stumbled and fell over catching himself on his hands. You quickly made your way to help him.

“I’m embarrassed,” Muichiro said as you placed your arms out to steady him.

“Don’t be, you deserve to unwind every once in a while you work hard.” You said. Muichiro’s gaze was no longer fixed on you but past you at the door.

“I uh- don’t feel so well-“ he mumbled, and tried to stand with no luck. He stumbled back into place.

“I’ll help you,” you said, wrapping his arm around you and standing him up. Muichiro looked like he wanted to protest but didn’t have the strength. His face was turning pale white and you were sure it was taking all his strength not to be sick all over the floor.

You two crashed into the bathroom and Muichiro swiftly dropped to the toilet successfully holding in his sickness till he made it. You carefully grabbed his hair and held it out of the way for him.

It was hard to tell with him being sick but it appeared Muichiro was crying as well.

“Thank you-“ he said, looking away from you. You grabbed him a fresh towel and he wiped his face before turning around to look at you. When he turned to finally look at you, his cheeks were colored again but his eyes were swollen and glossy with tears.

“You’re so nice, I’d kiss you if I didn’t just throw up.” He said. Normally that would have caused butterflies in your stomach but you found yourself overwhelmed with concern for the Hashira.

You bent over and kissed him on his forehead. Muichiro came crashing down into your arms, head resting on your chest. You instinctively wrapped your arms around him and he began to weep.

“I remember now. I miss them, my mom and dad- my brother-“ he mumbled in between sobs. You hugged him tighter and rested your head on top of his.

“I’m so sorry Tokito,” you said, rocking back and forth slightly trying to soothe him. With these gentle motions, the Hashira’s tears slowly subsided.

“I can help you to bed if you like,” you offered.

“Can’t I stay here,” he asked, closing his eyes and enjoying your rhythmic movements.

“Yes, I’ll hold you as long as you want,” you said and planted another kiss on top of his head. After a few moments, his breathing depended and the weight of his head increased on your chest indicating he had fallen asleep. You leaned back against the wall and allowed your own eyes to become heavy, arms still wrapped around the Hashira.

Hi! Sorry I decided not to add any tags on this since I wasn’t sure how everyone felt about alcohol use~

You felt all the tension you had been caring for day finally release at receiving a crow from Muichiro. Ever since you heard of the upper demons attacking Swordsmith Village where Muichiro was you had not got a minute of sleep.

Finally not only was he safe, but healed as well. You had missed him dearly when he was gone and you felt butterflies in your stomach when you read his letter.

His letter indicated he wanted to talk to you as soon as possible about something extremely important. You made your way over to the usual spot you and Muichiro spent time together. A comfortable spot under a shady tree by the lake.

It filled your heart with joy just knowing you’d be in his company soon. You wanted nothing more than to let him know how dear he really was to you.

It wasn’t that you didn’t know how dangerous being a demon slayer was before, but when hearing he was up against an upper demon reality harshly set in. Any day it was possible that the two of you would be spending your last moments together.

You were beginning to get lost in thought when Muichiro arrived and sat down next you.

“Tokito!” You exclaimed and tightly embraced the Hashira.

“Hello…” he said, remaining still and not returning your affections in any way. This made your heart sink. Was something wrong?

“I’m sorry, I suppose I should have asked how you were healing first,” you said carefully letting go of the Hashira.

“Oh my body is healed… but I’m not quite myself yet,” he said, cryptically.

“Is everything ok? What happened in the village?” You asked hastily, concern overflowing from you.

“Well it appears I’ve recovered all my memories,” Muichiro said gently placing a hand on his head.

“Tokito, that’s wonderful!” You exclaimed with a big grin. However, the Hashira demeanor remained unpleasant.

“Yes and no…” he said, zoning off. You stayed silent hoping for him to elaborate. “The memories I recovered weren’t pleasant ones…”

You searched for comforting words but nothing came to mind other than, “Tokito, I’m so sorry.”

“No you see I am here to apologize,” he said, turning to face you. “What I uncovered has been more than I can process… you see it is a burden all on its own and… I don’t think I can effectively maintain our relationship while I go through this.” He said, watching you carefully.

You felt as though time had stopped. You searched his eyes hoping to see some indication that this was a joke. However, the Hashira’s eyes were as stern as ever. You tried to speak but it felt as though the air had been ripped out of your lungs.

“T-Tokito- I can help,” you muttered, pitifully as tears formed in your eyes.

“I appreciate your concern but you see… this is something I wish to go through on my own.” He said, gently grabbing your hand. “Please do not be sad, you’ve done nothing wrong. You’re a magnificent person. I hope you understand.”

You searched for words but nothing came. What were you supposed to say? If he wanted to be alone then that was the end of the conversation, wasn’t it? You looked down at his hand holding yours and hot anger flashed through you. How dare he touch you while he’s ripping your heart in two. You forcefully pulled your hand back.

Muichiro winced in response. He knew you’d be hurt but seeing it now was too much to handle. He had enough trauma to process and he was already overflowing with pain.

“I respect your decision, but I don’t understand.” You finally spat your anger getting the best of you. “You have a lot to process, that’s fair, but I could have supported you through that. Nothing is easier alone, Tokito.”

“Everyone processes things differently,” he said pleadingly, hoping to help you understand. “Maybe one day when I’m better we can try again.”

Your anger was a burning rage now ready to fully unleash. Did he really think he could hurt you and expect you to forgive him so easily when he was ready to start again?

“You can’t rip my feelings to shreds and just expect me to wait around for you, Tokito. Things don’t always work on your terms.” You said with venom in your voice.

Muichiro took a deep breath, tears now lining his own eyes. “Yes, you’re right. I don’t expect you to wait around. You deserve to be happy and if you find someone else before I’m ready… well, I wish you the best.”

“I wish I could say the same to you,” you said again, even more nasty than the last time.

Your statement seemed to be the last blow Muichiro could take as the tears dropped freely from his eyes. He turned around not wanting to face you anymore. He tried to muster up what he could to say goodbye but the lump in his throat was too much, so he parted his way silently leaving you alone.

Now alone your anger melted into despair as sobs that sounded too strong to be your own escaped you. All this time you were excited to see Muichiro, but you never expected this outcome.

You walked home as sobs still escaped you from time to time. Finally approaching your house you froze in shock at the sight you were met with.

Your estate was covered in origami cranes of varying sizes and shapes. You blinked and rubbed your eyes believing you were imagining them. However, the cranes remained and the longer you looked the more you seemed to see.

You walked up to the door where a letter was hanging that read:

Till we meet again.

-Tokito

You grabbed the letter and held it to your chest tears streaming once more. I hope you didn’t take me seriously Muichiro you thought to yourself. Of course, I’d wait for you, I’d wait lifetimes for you. Please once you’re ready run back to me.

Thank you for the very angsty request! I hope I did it justice and you enjoy~

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Muichiro followed his crow to the mission he was summoned for but couldn't shake the image of you burning in his mind.

The defeated expression you had on your face when he commented on your skills that needed to improve in order to gain respect in the corps haunted him.

The more he replayed the scene in his head he began to realize how harsh his words had come across. He didn't mean to discourage you or imply that your skills weren't valuable.

I'll have to clear things up when I get back, but he wasn't sure how long his mission would be. Making a hasty decision Muichiro turned around to quickly find you and then be back on his way to his mission.

After all, he couldn't have you discouraged from continuing to train and do your best on missions. Everyone in the corps and all the civilians you protect would suffer from that. That at least was the justification for turning around in his head. The truth was Muichiro was beginning to enjoy your company more and more.

He looked forward to the time you two spent together, something about being in your presence soothed him, and the anger he always kept inside him from his past seemed to lighten.

Often Muichiro found himself wishing he was better at expressing himself to you. He wished he could say aloud to you the things he felt but it was difficult when he didn't fully understand them himself.

His crow squawked above in surprise but turned around to follow him.

It didn't take Muichiro long to follow you back through the forest. Strange, he was sensing two people in the forest now. The next sight that Muichiro saw caused him to freeze.

Obanai was kneeling next to you, hands gently cupped around your face. Muichiro couldn't see your expression from this angle but he didn't need to. The concern and care were clear to see in Obanai's eyes.

Whatever was being said between you two appeared to be an intimate moment. It was then Obanai wrapped you into his arms in a caring embrace.

Muichiro dropped to his knees finding it hard to maintain himself. Despair and anger boiled up in his stomach until it escaped as hot tears ran down his face.

He had no one to blame but himself. Of course, you found yourself in the arms of someone else. After the harsh words Muichiro used with you, what did he expect? How were you supposed to know at all the depth of how he felt for you when all he did was hurt you?

Muichiro fell further into the grass using his arms as support. He tried to take deep breaths but it felt nearly impossible. He hated himself. Why did he have to inherit his brother's sharp tongue after he passed? Why did his family have to pass at all, leaving him with the bitterness he felt now? The same bitterness that caused him to be too harsh and push you away.

Suddenly Muichiro wasn't just crying at the loss of you, but also his brother and parents. It was too much to carry.

His crow Ginko gently landed on his shoulder and nudged him to help soothe the Hashira. When Muichiro finally regained his composure and looked up, you and Obanai were no were to be found.

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