With a grin on his lip he shakes his head, "I love you so much more," he replied.

"Nu uh, I lub the most!"

Safe to say that he spent the next thirty minutes playfully arguing with the little. Thoughts of sabotaging Midoriya's lunch forgotten.

Eijiro rarely did naptime stories it was usually reserved for mama bear, yet if Katsuki heard him saying that it would not be pretty, everyone knew Katsuki was preferred for story time.

"The end," Eijiro finished as he glanced at what should have been a napping little. But instead he was greeted with a smile as she had her arms stretched out wide. Her paci hanging out of her mouth as she spoke, "I lub you soooo much papa!"

To Eijiro there was nothing like the feeling of his little doing something so innocent and sweet that left him light hearted. Copying her actions he spread his arms out wide, "I love you soooo much too!"

For Midoriya his idea of downtime was watching different documentaries on heroes with his little. Having her snuggled up against his side as he would whisper added details the documentary would leave out on each hero was relaxing to him.

As he sat with her leaning into his side he rambled on about the hero on the screen. Until he felt her shift against his side glancing over at her he blushed as she stretched her arms out wide saying, "I lub you sooooooo much!"

He had heard from Katsuki and Eijiro about how she did this with them. He felt a little hurt as she never did that with him yet here she was looking at him with so much adoration. He could not help as he pulled her into his lap smothering her face in kisses.

"I love you so much too, more than you can understand really."

(Timeskip of a month and a half since the previous part)

Your heart was pounding as you hid behind the couch, hoping that Jeff - no this wasn't Jeff, not the one you had come to know, this was a monster with Jeff's face - you held your breath and fought the sobs that racked your body. YOu could hear his footsteps thundering up from the door you had just run out of.

The basement.

You had awoken from your sleep hearing a woman scream, it was way too close and you worried about Jeff, you climbed out of bed which was admittedly a struggle, and walked slowly to the door, a sinking feeling in your stomach and the loud beating of your heart in your ears, you tried turning the knob, which to your surprise actually opened, and you slowly peaked out the door down the hallway. You let a sigh of relief out as you saw no one there you jumped and let out a small yelp as you heard another scream, quickly covering your mouth you took a shaky breathe and an even shakier step forward,

and another,

and another,

and another until you finally reached the edge of the stairs, you crouched down and looked around the railing once again finding nothing but now you could hear loud sobs as your eyes transfixed on the location of the sound, the basement, you swallowed your fear and walked down the stairs the sinking feeling in your stomach only growing with every step, your feet feel heavy and your head is spinning but you have to check on Jeff and make sure he's safe.

You open the door slowly and peer into the darkness below you grip on tight to the railing and slowly descend, clutching the stuffed animal you brought with you for moral support, after what seemed like a million steps but was realistically only eight to ten your bare feet hit the cold concrete floor of the basement, the crying was louder now but you could barely hear it over the sound of your own heart pounding and your conscience screaming run. you could make out the muffled conversation as soft light pooled from under a door

"Why are you doing this? I don't know you! I'm a good person." the woman sobbed

"there's no such thing as a good person, everyone fucking dies, and now its your turn." a male voice responded, the voice sounded familiar but you couldn't quite place it, you flinched at the harsh tone, the growl in the voice seethed with anger

"P-please just let me go! I have so much to live for! I never got to have kids o-or get married!" the woman voiced quivered

"Please let m-m-me g-go!" the man's voice mocked, venom seething from every word you took a deep breath and put your hand on the know, turning slowly.

You pushed the door open immediately making eye contact with the woman who screamed

"Help me! Help! God, he's fucking crazy!" you take a step back as you take in the extent of her injuries, she was covered in mud and scratches, her clothes were torn and it was apparent she had been stabbed and sliced in various places you just stood there mouth open as you looked over to see Jeff staring at you, gripping a knife in his hand with murder in his eyes

"What the fuck are you doing down here?" he snapped at you causing you to flinch, Jeff had never yelled at ou let alone snapped at you

"I h-heard screaming and t-thought you were hurt," you said, cursing to yourself for your voice quivering.

"I've told you you're not allowed in the basement, (Your name)." his voice was now cold, with no emotion as you stared into his now blank eyes. Your eyes filled with tears and you looked back at the woman

" Don't you DARE fucking look at anyone else while you're in trouble!" he screamed and shoved his knife through the woman throat, you watch as blood pours down her neck and chest and dribbling out of her mouth as she makes a sick gurgling sound before her eyes glaze over and her head slumps back.

You lock eyes with Jeff as bile rises in your throat, your head spins and you scream at yourself

'Don't fucking pass out, run! Dumb bitch RUN!' your conscience yelled as you turned at ran hearing Jeff shout your name as he ran after you, you shut the door behind you locking it knowing it would only take moments to stop him, you threw the front door open and hid behind the couch.

Jeff broke through the door relatively easy, and stared at the open door in front of him, muttering to himself. He suddenly started laughing, a sick maniacal laugh that only a deranged man could emit.

"I can smell your fear, darling." he mutters as he walks over slowly and yanking you out from behind the couch

What happened to your Jeff? What was this?