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[mattnickchrisfan]

Best Friends Brother - Matthew Sturniolo

summary: you’re best friends with nick but there’s something about his brother, matt, you just can’t resist…

warnings: pure smut, fluff, oral f!receiving, fingering, hickies, making out, dirty talk, unprotected p in v (please wrap it before you tap it), pet names (baby, sweetheart, my love, princess), slow burn (2.1k words before they get it onnnnnn), cliffhanger??

a/n: heyyyyy everyone!!! my name is layla and this is my first fanfic!!! i'm still really new to posting (but definitely not new to tumblr 😏) so bare with me as i try to get used to my writing skills. also pleaseeee message me if you have ANY requests im so open to requests as i usually dont know what the fuck to write about so i would love to make you guys happy with writing what you’re wanting. i lowkey had so much fun writing this so i really hope you guys like it. anyways enough yapping. lets get freaky!!!

w.c: 3.2k

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You couldn’t help it. 

Everytime you try to brush it off, that feeling, it just keeps lingering in the air. 

But no one knew what’s going on in your dirty mind….so it was okay right?

Right?

“Ughhh I’m so tired, I barely got any sleep last night.” You plop down onto Nick’s white couch. Nick invited you over to hang out with him for the day and spend the night at his house.

“Same! Matt and Chris hopped on Fortnite at like 2am and I couldn’t fall back asleep. Those assholes,” Nick opens a Dr. Pepper and takes a big sip.

You’d been best friends with Nick for as long as you can remember. Ever since freshman year of high school. You guys just clicked. That’s it. It just felt right. You guys became even closer after you were the first person he came out to. You guys had some ups and downs throughout high school but you eventually made up and became besties again. 

Nick’s brothers were a different story. Chris and Matt. They were triplet brothers so of course they were inseparable. They automatically became your friends too. Chris always felt like a younger brother to you. Always yelling, screaming, burping, doing anything to annoy you. Sure, you thought that Chris was a little hot but your relationship was strictly platonic. 

“Where’s Matt and Chris?” You ask Nick.

 “Probably still sleeping since they went to bed so late last night.” Nick rolls his eyes. 

Just as he does so, you hear a bedroom door open with a creek. You immediately know from the footsteps who was about to walk in the room. 

There it was. That feeling. You’ve had crushes on guys before that make you feel a certain way when they walk by you or look at you, but, he made you feel something different.

Matt. Matthew Sturniolo. Your best friend's brother. 

As you guessed it, Matt walks into the living room and greets Nick. He then stops in his tracks and looks straight at you. 

Goddamn those blue eyes. 

“Hey y/n,” he mutters. Your heart flutters as your stomach does a backflip. Act cool. “Uh- he- hey Matt!” you stutter. 

Fuck! What happened to acting cool? 

Nick side eyes you. “You good, y/n?” 

Shit. “Uh-ye-yeah, I’m good.” Nick laughs, “Why are you blushing? You weirdo.” 

“I’m not!! Um- I mean, I’m not. I’m just…it’s hot in here. I need some air.” You quickly get up off the couch and run downstairs to open the door. You start to take deep breaths. “What the fuck is wrong with me?” You say out loud. All of a sudden you hear a car door unlock in front of you. 

Matt’s car. 

You whip your head around to see Matt standing right infront of you with his keys in his hand.

“Wanna come for a drive with me?” Matt asks, taking a second to soak you in, looking at you up and down. 

You look down, trying to hide your red face as much as possible. “Yeah. Yeah, sure. I’m down.” Matt smiles, “Good.” 

That one word made you feel the need to clench your legs together. Putting the thought away, you make your way to the passenger seat of Matt’s car. You buckle your seatbelt and take a breath.

“You okay? You’ve been…kinda off lately.” Matt focuses on pulling out of the driveway but has a slight concerned look written on his face. “Who me?” You stutter. “Yeah I’m fine. I’m honestly just stressed with college and midterms. All that shit.”

You lie to Matt. Your midterms are done. 

The way you’re feeling has nothing to do with school. 

You and Matt drive in silence for a while, the hum of the engine filling the space between you. The windows are down, and the cool air brushes through your hair, but it doesn’t seem to cool the heat building in your chest. Your heart is still racing. You’re still flustered. You can feel the weight of his gaze on you, and every time you steal a glance at him, your pulse quickens.

It’s not just the way he looks at you, though. It’s the way he sees you. You’ve been friends for years, but lately, something in the way he acts has shifted. He’s been more aware of you, more present in a way that makes it hard to breathe. The way he holds his gaze a little longer when he speaks to you. The way his shoulder sometimes brushes against yours in the kitchen when you’re both reaching for the same thing. 

Matt isn’t like that with anyone else. 

And it messes with your mind. 

You look at him now, the way his hands grip the steering wheel with ease, his knuckles slightly tense from his grip. His jaw is clenched, his lips pressed together in a straight line, as if he’s concentrating on the road. But his eyes flick to you when he thinks you’re not paying attention, and you catch him studying you with that intensity. 

You try your best to ignore it, but it just keeps coming back to haunt you. 

You push the thought away and try to stay focused on the road even though you weren’t even driving. A couple minutes later, Matt breaks the semi-awkward silence. “Are you hungry? I have something that I think you might like…”

“What?!” You exclaim. 

Damn your dirty mind.

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You and Matt get home from the In-N-Out drive thru, burger wrappers and empty soda cups in both of your hands. As you walk up to the front of his house, Matt turns around, opening the door with his back, never breaking eye contact with you as he does so.

Why was that so hot?

He holds the door open for you and you walk inside first. He then follows behind you. “Nick! Chris! I’m home!” He yells. No one responds. “Hello? Nick? Chris?”

They’re not home. It’s gonna be you and Matt alone in his house…

“Oh fuck I forgot Nick has a shoot for Spacecamp and Chris went with him. It’s just gonna be you and me then. Is that okay?”

You try to hide your blushing face from him for the umpteenth time since you first saw him. You wanted to say ‘No Matt. If I’m alone with you, I won’t be able to stop myself from getting you to fuck me right on your kitchen table’. Did you actually say it? 

No. 

‘Y-Yeah of course, it’s fine.”

“Perfect.” Matt smiles at you and you swear you saw him look at your lips before signaling you to walk up the stairs

Could this be it? Could this be the day that you finally tell Matt how you feel? Or even better, could he admit to having feelings for you first? He did look at your lips…right? 

Matt lets you walk up the stairs first, trailing behind you. You can practically feel his eyes on you from behind and it sends a shiver down your spine. You walk towards the white couch you were just sitting on not 2 hours ago. But this time you were alone with Matt, not Nick. You eventually sit down on the couch, Matt making an effort to sit impossibly close to you. 

“You’re not really good at hiding what you’re thinking are you?” Matt says, his lips curling into that familiar smirk. “You look like you’re about to pass out.” You laugh nervously, trying to play it off, but it only makes things worse. You’re both so close, and the space between you feels like it’s shrinking by the second. That teasing smile fades from Matt’s face, replaced by something deeper, something more serious. And that’s when you both realize it: the tension has been building to this moment, and there’s no turning back now.

“Matt…I- there’s something I need to talk to you about-” 

Your words are cut off by Matt slamming his lips onto yours.

After the kiss breaks, Matt pulls back just enough to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling with the same wild rhythm that matches your pulse. His eyes are dark, filled with something raw, something that makes your stomach flip and your heart race.

He runs a hand through his hair, clearly trying to gather himself, and there’s a brief silence between you two, heavy with all the unspoken things that have been building for so long. The air is thick with desire, but there’s an undeniable tension—an internal conflict brewing beneath the surface.

“God, y/n,” Matt mutters, his voice low and strained. “I’ve wanted that for so long. I can’t believe I’m finally—” He cuts himself off, and when he looks at you again, his gaze is both intense and vulnerable. “I’ve tried to push it away. I’ve tried to pretend like I didn’t feel this way. But every time I see you, it just—God, it kills me.”

You swallow hard, the weight of his words sinking into you. 

He feels the same. He’s thinking the exact same thing that you’ve been dreaming about for God knows how long.

The kiss has left you breathless, but now there’s a different kind of tightness in your chest. You want more. You need more. But you can’t ignore the voice of reason that’s still whispering in your mind, warning you of the consequences.

“Matt,” you begin, your voice trembling despite your best efforts to stay calm. “This…this isn’t right. We can’t just do this. What about Nick? He’s your brother. And my best friend.” You don’t know why you were saying this as you were wanting this for just as long as Matt has. 

The mention of his brother seems to hit Matt like a punch to the gut. His jaw tightens, and for a moment, he looks like he’s struggling with something deep inside himself. He reaches for your hand, his fingers warm against yours, and when he speaks again, his voice is thick with emotion.

“I know,” he breathes, shaking his head slightly, his thumb brushing the back of your hand. “I know this isn’t right, y/n. I know I should be thinking about Nick. I am thinking about him. But every time I’m around you… it’s like I can’t think about anything else. You’re all I’ve ever wanted. I just… I can’t pretend anymore.”

You meet his eyes, your heart pounding as his words sink in. I can’t pretend anymore. There’s something in his tone, something raw and honest, that makes your breath catch in your throat.

“I want you too,” you admit softly, your voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve wanted you for so long, Matt. But how can we do this? How can I do this knowing it might tear everything apart?”

Matt moves closer, his forehead pressing gently against yours, and you can feel the heat radiating off his body. “I don’t have an answer,” he murmurs, his lips brushing yours as he speaks. “I don’t know how this is going to work, but I can’t keep pretending that I don’t feel this way. I don’t want to hide it anymore.”

You close your eyes, trying to steady the storm inside you. You’ve wanted this for so long, but the guilt is suffocating, and the reality of what you’re about to do hits you like a tidal wave.

“We can’t keep doing this behind his back,” you say, your voice shaking. “What happens if he finds out?”

Matt exhales sharply, his lips brushing against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “I don’t know,” he admits quietly. “But I know that I can’t keep pretending that I don’t want you. I can’t ignore what’s between us anymore.”

You pull back slightly, looking at him, your hands trembling as you rest them on his chest. You want to lean in again, feel his lips against yours again, but the weight of the situation is heavy, too heavy to ignore.

Matt’s hand slides down your arm, his fingers brushing against yours as he takes your hand in his, squeezing it gently. “You’re not going to hurt him. I don’t know what’s going to happen, but I know that right now, in this moment, all I can think about is you.”

He leans in again, his lips barely grazing yours. “I don’t care what happens next,” he says softly, his voice a low rasp. “I just know that I need you. And I don’t want to let go of this… of us.”

You can’t deny it any longer. You want him.

“Fuck it.” You smash your lips to his once more, your body needing to taste him again, craving him. At first, it was soft, sweet, gentle. It then turned to a hot and rough kiss, as if you guys were making out to make up for all these years your feelings have been bottled in. He opens his mouth and lets his tongue explore yours, fighting for dominance.

Was it wrong?

Yes.

Did you care?

Fuck no. 

You feel Matt’s hands start to roam your body and you can’t help but feel a sensation starting to tingle down there. Matt groans into your mouth, begging to taste more. You loved the way his lips worked perfectly with yours, soft and pillowy. You make out for what feels like hours before you pull back from the kiss, panting, lips red and swollen. 

“Bedroom. Now” You demand. 

Without saying anything, Matt scoops you up and you straddle your legs around his waist and wrap your hands around his neck, never breaking eye contact. As you guys walk to his bedroom, Matt looks like he could float, lust dancing in his eyes. 

“You don’t understand how long I’ve been waiting to do this.” He’s lost in your eyes, drunk off your taste. He needed more. 

Matt plops you down onto his bed and you feel his hands start to roam your body. “Matt..” You whisper. “I need you.” You reach the bottom of his shirt and he guides your hands to slowly take it off of him. You run your fingers through his toned abs. “Oh my god, y/n.” You glance at the obvious bulge in his sweatpants. His hands continue to explore your body as he starts to kiss your neck, sucking and biting lightly at the sensitive skin, admiring the purple marks he’s claiming you with. 

“Fuck, Matt, your hands feel so good.” 

“Wanna see what else my hands can do?”

Your pussy immediately throbs at his dirty words. You slowly and sensually take your shirt off to reveal your perfectly round tits. Matt might actually pass out from how good you look. His hands find the waistband of your shorts to pull it down, cold air hitting your barely covered core. Matt stares at your lacy blue thong, licking his lips as he admires how your juices glisten in the low light. He pulls your thong to the side, hooking it with his middle finger, muttering about how wet you were for him.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, princess.”

You practically moan just from his words as he licks your aching centre, finally getting the taste he’s been wanting. You gasp from the sudden warmth of his tongue on you. “You taste so good, my love.” He then latches his lips on your clit and begins to suck lightly.

“Fuck, Matt.” You cry out, your hips starting to jolt. Your hands find his hair as you pull on his messy locks. He moans against your pussy, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure all throughout your body. Matt then slides his lanky fingers easily into core, pumping fast as his tongue continues to work magic on your bud. Your eyes roll back in your head when a familiar feeling starts to grow in your stomach as your first orgasm of the night quickly approaches.

“Matt- I’m gonna-”

Just as you speak, the band in your stomach snaps as you cum, profanities mixed with Matt’s name slipping from your mouth. Matt’s cock twitches in his pants, begging to be released as the beautiful sounds you were making was torture, not being able to be inside of you. Matt continues to fuck you with his fingers as he laps up all of your release, wiping his mouth clean. 

He climbs on top of you, attaching his lips to yours, giving you both a break before he fucks your brains out. You taste yourself on his tongue as you moan into his mouth. He begins to mark the other side of your neck with hickies as he whispers into your ear,

“I need to feel your pretty pussy wrapped around me, baby.” 

Yet again, you moan at his words, your pussy still throbbing from the previous orgasm. Matt rushes to take his sweatpants off and his pre-cum stained boxers while you slide your thong down your legs and off of you. You watch as Matt’s cock springs out of his boxers and your jaw drops at his length.

“Holy shit, Matt, if I knew you were packing so much, I would’ve wanted you to fuck me much earlier.”

He scoffs, “When have you ever not wanted me to fuck you, y/n.”

You giggle softly cause you know it’s true. You’ve been dreaming about this since the day you laid eyes on Matt. 

And now it’s finally about to happen.

Your thoughts are interrupted as Matt slams his length into your tight pussy. You scream as Matt bottoms out, thrusting himself in and out of you. 

“Fuck, you feel so good. You like the way I’m stretching your pussy out, don’t you, princess?”

Your brain is too fucked out to think of a response other than letting out a pornographic moan. Matt groans with each thrust into you and your vision starts to turn blurry as you feel your second orgasm of the night approaching. 

“You take my cock so well, sweetheart.”

Matt’s tip hits your spongy g-spot each time he pulls in and out of your sopping core and that’s all it takes before your legs begin to shake, back starts to arch, and you begin to moan louder.

“Fuck, Matt! So good- I’m close...” You cry out.

“Oh yeah? You gonna cum for me, princess? C’mon. Cum all over this cock.”

Matt feels your pussy tighten around him as your second orgasm hits you like a truck. Matt continues to fuck you through your high, feeling his climax quickly creeping up on him. 

“Shit, gonna cum.” He manages to say before asking the question of the night.

“Where do you want me, baby?” 

“Fill me up Matt. I need you. All of you.”

You feel Matt’s cock twitch as hot ropes of cum shoot inside of you, filling you up, as you wanted. Matt’s groans as he milks himself dry. He plops down beside you, both of you fucked out, panting. 

“That was-”

You couldn’t even finish your sentence because the sound of the chime indicating that the front door was opening…

There’s no way

“Matt? I’m home!!” 

Nick. He’s home.

You and Matt whip your head towards the open bedroom door as you hear footsteps coming upstairs. 

Shit.

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a/n: yall want a part 2?? OMG WHY WAS THAT SO FUCKING HARD TO WRITE well thats my first fic for yall hope you guys enjoyed!!

[prentissluvr]

oh that's so facts, lauren cohan is so *big big heart eyes* i love her sm and yes! i will forever rage about her death bring her backkkk !!!

OMG I'D DO ANYTHING FOR ANYTHING WITH MORE JO <333 "wanna talk to her and make her feel seen and heard!!" THIS THIS THIS THIS !!! i'll cry reading her blog i think i'll have to write for her i cannot lieee ughhhh

yes i agree!! it's really nice to see us loving on characters that were barely around who absolutely deserve it. cassie is sooo one of those characters!! and ik jess was a bigger character because of how extra important she was to sam + that she was in a few eps and talked about several other times, but it still makes me happy to see the love for her too, i adore her so much and i think about her often. gonna be thinking about cassie so much now, genuinely. i'd LOVE to see her again, that's such a great idea ahhhh

UGH YES the parallels would've been soo amazing to see ugh i LOVE PARALLELS UGHHH forever thinking about the psychic kids, wanna write a fic with psychic!reader x sam in that era !!!

hiii hiiii !! ^_^ i'm here to ask about spn women >3> rotating them in my mind sooo hard and i wanna hear your thoughts on legit any of them if that's okaayy!!

any thoughts on bela? :> i love her dearrllyyy and i wish she'd been brought back at least once even as a demon!! thinking of writing au fics for her and anna bc my godddd they had sm potential T_T jo and cassie and ava too

and also also do you have any sapphicnatural ships? i get if shipping's not your thing but thought i'd ask ^3^ llyyyy!! ♡♡

- @deadgirlsam ^_^

hello sweetest lauren !! hehe i'd love love love to give my thoughts on themmm they probably won't make a ton of sense since i'm tired rn and have trouble remembering lots of details but that's okay LOL i'll just blab heheh

ALL THE THOUGHTS ON BELA !!! i love her so so sooooo so much !!! she was suchhhh an amazing character and GOD THAT WOULDVE BEEN THE BEST TO SEE HER AGAIN i think it would be SO interesting to see bela as a demon that's such a good idea!!! i loveddd seeing her in every episode, i loved her attitude and her wit and the times she was vulnerable and i loved that she was unapologetic!! i genuinely just enjoyed watching her so much. and of course she's just gorgeous <3

and jo!!!! jo is one of my favorite characters of all time tbh. first of all i just have such a huge crush on her and always think about lesbian-winchester-sibling!reader x jo ughhhh. i mean she's just such a readable and relatable and real character to me. her want to prove herself, her desire to be seen as adult and able to protect herself, but the fact that she's just just young. they all were, and i appreciate the way that she portrayed that. i love her wit too and i want to kiss her so so so so bad!!! she's just sweet and badass and realistic and imperfect and selfless and flawed in such normal(?) or maybe relatable ways that makes her character very appealing to me i guess. and obviously she likes girls hehehe!!

honestly cassie feels like so long ago because of my horrible memory but i really really enjoyed watching her as well!! i would really want to rewatch the episode she's in and give my thoughts then tbh <33 wanna show the love to the fullest!! i loved how realistic she was too; she didn't just go along with what dean said about the supernatural and i liked to see her search for the truth about everything and find it on her own terms. of course that totally fit with her being a reporter!

ava!! suuuuch a good character and i think her actress pulled her off so so well! manipulation on point i loveee manipulative women hehehehe once again, season one is difficult for me to remember LOL but i just love the trope of the "sweet scared innocent" girl using that to manipulate and be ruthless. she was super interesting to watch, again, great acting! and once again, i'd want to watch her character more lol

and gosh!! i'd love love love to see anything you write for anna or bela omgggg <33

i'm honestly not a huge shipper, i don't mind it or anything, but it's not something i focus on or thing about a lot. obviously samruby is literally sapphic to me but i also love the idea of annaruby!! too too good i just love anna so much actually.

ilytoooo hehe <3333

[imaginespazzi]

NIVI MY GIRL AHHHHHHHH OMG OMG OMG I LOWKEY NEED TO LIKE BLACK OUT TO EVER RECOVER FROM THIS CHAPTER😭 FIRST OFF THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR DELIVERING AND GIVING US A NEW CHAPTER💗

ok now oh lord get ready for my notes this chapter😭

•aunty j🥹🥹

JANA STILL BEING ONE OF THEIR MENACE CHILDREN

•jana bringing up the surprise in front of stephie and her even knowing how much stephie loves her miss buecks🥹

•everything changing and stephie calling her every night and paige always picking up and staying until stephie fell asleep UGH I LOVE THEM

•azzi being the first person to lock eyes with paige and realizing their reality WHICH IS INSANE

•azzi and paige’s first time hugging ughhh and it being different cause stephie is in the middle of them GOSH I CANNOT TAKE IT

•JANA MY GIRL SENDING THEM BOTH TO PAIGES ROOM

•OMFG THE EDGE PROTECTORS FOR STEPHIE

•JOYCE ASKING IF SHE HAS A KID AND PAIGE LOOKING AT STEPHIE WTF AHAHAJSNS

•paige not going to pay for the pizza but AS SOON as her lil stephie asked it was an absolute yes order whatever she wants no questions asked

•stephie going to give azzi a hug while unpacking and not wanting to look up at paige because she knows paige is falling in love at the sight of azzi and her daughter and wishing things could be like that forever

•PAIGE IF YOU DONT GET YOUR GAY ASS RAINBOW COLORFUL CLOTHES OFF MY BABY I SWEAR no but paige taking stephie in like her own is so fucking cute😭

•paige wanting to ask azzi to stay the night but saying she doesn’t have the right LIKE GIRL YK DAMN WELL YOU DONT so stop playing and just ask

•STEPHIE ASKING HER MAMA TO CUDDLE PAIGE HAHAHAH STEPHIE IS ONE OF US FR

•stephie being so content once paige cuddles her 🥺

•azzi baby, getting up like that after you had the best sleep of you life and interrupting paige and stephie sleep so early who were probably also having the best sleep of their lives is crazy!

•PAIGE CLOCKED AZZI SAYING SHES PROJECTING

•AZZI JUST PLEASE GIVE IN IM BEGGING

•i actually sobbed at stephie not wanting to leave and azzi still taking her away

ok in conclusion my thoughts on this chapter are you broke my fucking heart and i cried but like I NEED ANOTHER CHAPTER MY ANGEL THE ENDING MY HEART CANT TAKE IT😭😭😭😭

ok some things i’d like to see in the future if possible!💗

•paige calling azzi and telling her she really misses stephie and wants to see them

•MORE AZZI AND PAIGE CUDDLING STEPHIE

•teammates eventually picking up on them!

•im so scared whats going to happen in the next chapter tbh like im already so heartbroken im even more scared now

•can they just fuck and realize they’re in love?

•maybe a scene where paige goes to visit azzi to see stephie but stephie stayed w katie and tim and so they’re just horny and end up fucking

•i am honestly so scared but excited to see all the events that will lead up to their confession of still being in love

•maybe azzi talking to someone and paige gets jealous and tells azzi she better make sure they’re good with stephie or sum like that

ok that’s it for now! (as if i didn’t just yap your ear away) I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MY ANGEL. THANK YOU THANK YOU! i literally cannot wait for the next chapter and i hope the rest of your week is so so good💗

-🩰

Bestie you're so incredibly sweet to me, I don't know what I did to deserve you but I smile so big every time you appear in my inbox <3

Okay question for the class, do y'all feel like I'm writing Jana right? Cause I'm having a good time including her in this fic and she's obviously gonna be in it a fair amount so I just wanted to see how everyone felt I was doing?

I gave y'all so much domesticity this chapter and I'm really glad y'all enjoyed the fluff like I promise I'm not mean all the time.

Paige is whipped beyond measure for Stephie like there isn't a thing that little girl could ask that she wouldn't say yes to.

Lowkey very insane of Paige to ask Azzi something like that but it's Azzi, and when it's Azzi, Paige has no such thing as restrain.

Paige lowkey read Azzi for filth in those two lines and Azzi knows it.

That last scene was a lot like even as I was writing it, I felt kinda bad because it's a pretty shit situation all around and worst of all now EYE I have to dig them out of it.

I'm mapping out next chapter tonight and I have a general idea of what's gonna happen and I'm really excited to write it!

Lots more family scenes and teammate scenes coming up like I'mma have to start cutting shit out of my head-outlines because I have so many ideas but trust a lof of what y'all want will be there!

OOOH I really like that last idea for sure!

I hope you have a week as lovely as you my darling <3

[yn-x-animeboy]

Jungkook x y/n (as a famous artist) Pt.6

pairing: reader x Jungkook

genre: fluff, romance, for entertainment purposes

BTS x Fem Reader

synopsis: You are a popular artist in America, pretty famous, loved and well-known by the general public (actually you were one of the top 10 artists in the world but you are pretty humble and naïve to realize your popularity), one day during one of your fan meets you talk about how much you love BTS, and not only how you wish to meet them and work with them but how Jungkook is one of your celebrity crushes. During the meet you fangirled with other ARMYs in the crowd; video clips of you fangirling and talking about BTS at your meet were posted and reposted all over social media. This obviously broke the internet because you were not only a famous singer but you also were always accepted and loved by ARMY and this made a lot of people happy. Suddenly it felt like everyone wanted you to meet the seven handsome and talented idols and collaborate, but you could only wish, you believed they didn't even know who you were...or so you thought

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PART 6- Is bunny mad?

Since that night Jungkook has been secretly sneaking away from his shared apartment with the other members to your apartment every night. After long days of working at the  new studio with Sugar and RM, rehearsals and dance practices, meetings, and other business stuff, your favorite thing to do while being here so far has been coming home and anticipating the cute boy’s nightly visit. 

He is a very shy boy even if he doesn’t seem it. His original plan always was to only put you to bed and then slip away and to his apartment to avoid any “morning inconveniences” for you, but he always ended up falling asleep after you on the couch. 

YES on the couch that too he was to shy to suggest cuddling in your bed because he didn't want you to feel uncomfortable, and you were also too shy to suggest the same thing because you didn't want to give him the wrong idea, but after the both of you suffered the consequences of sleeping tightly in a small couch you awkwardly suggested your bed as the new cuddling location after a month of constant back pain, free falls from the couch to the floor and neck discomfort. 

You have officially been working in Korea for two months now and you couldn't be happier. Hybe has taken such good care of you and your team; they have not even slightly neglected you, not once, they constantly worked hard to make you and your label grow. Hybe has new projects in sight for you in the near future; you also have been loving to work on your music and production in your new studio. 

You have also been working with Suga and RM, (mostly Yoongi because both your specialties were producing music, and both of you liked bouncing off eachother’s ideas and styles. But RM’s writing style also inspired you a lot and worked with him often as well). 

When Hybe announced that you would be merging into the company ARMYs and your fans were ecstatic, it overwhelmed you how amazing and supportive they were, it was as if they knew this was your next step and how this would benefit you. 

And well let's be honest that is not the only thing your fans where yapping about; even though you haven't announced the fact that you have been living in Korea for a while now the fans still shipped you and Kookie HARD, and I mean it, they had fan theories, fan fictions, edits and even fake news of you and Jungkook constantly trending on social media; your shippers said things like: 

“OMG finally we can have a BTS x y/n collaboration for sure, but hear me out, how about a LYNx Jungkook collaboration…. I MEAN- a love ballad with their beautiful voices ughhh please”, 

“Does this mean they have become closer by working under the same company?” 

“OMG this means Y/n has to travel to Korea at some point right? OMG can we get the reunion”, etc. 

You also sometimes get negative comments from haters and Jungkook’s sasaeng fans though, but the good comments were always better.

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Working in Korea was amazing but at the same time exhausting; you had to travel back and forth from time to time making you super Jet lagged. Plus you had to say goodbye to the boys every time; saying goodbye to the boys became easy after the second time you had to leave, but saying goodbye to Jungkook was always hard, even if you were leaving for only  two days or even one, it always gave you two flashbacks to when you said goodbye the first time after meeting, and how horrible it felt to want to hug or kiss the other but couldn’t do that through the phone, or how disappointing it was to want to text/call the other at random times but couldn’t because of the time difference before you started working for Hybe.

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You have been working with the guys for a collaboration since you arrived in Korea, literally since your first week here. You wanted this collaboration to be special and meaningful so instead of just working alongside Suga and RM you took it into your own hands to find ways to involve each and every member so that you could feel everyone’s participation on the track; you took time to listen and take notes on the guy’s suggestions, lyric ideas, and modifications they voiced for the track. 

You finished recording  the main thing a week ago, and you were currently sitting in Suga’s studio editing the track song and adding vocals to the song’s background, modifying the instrumental, adding or removing certain things etc. Normally when you produced you only worked with Suga during ‘work hours’ but today you both have been in the studio for hours and it’s getting late, but you two didn't want to leave, you seemed to be in the zone, you were working together as if you had a same brain today, so you decided to stay a little longer. 

“Oi y/n I think if you harmonized with Jimin in this part and added some ad libs for this it would make it better” Suga said as he played Jimin’s part. “Okay let me play a little with the recording in the booth to see what I can come up with” You said as you got up and headed to the booth. You stepped in front of the mic and placed the thick headphones around your head; you signaled Yoongi to press play, when you heard Jimin’s beautiful voice singing part of the song’s hook through your headphone set you immediately started harmonizing with his voice, improvising and letting go. 

Suga was always impressed at your natural talent and often found himself speechless at your work. In the first try, without previous practice you had sung exactly what he had envisioned for the part. “Y/n that was beautiful, good job, I LIKE IT!” You slightly blushed and continued recording background harmonies and ad libs for the track.

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Jungkook normally texted you at around 8:30 after dinner to let you know he was on his way to your apartment so you would be ready to receive him but when he texted today he received no reply. He texted again at 9:00, then at 9:15 and 9:30. After no response he tried calling a couple times but to no avail, his calls kept going to voicemail. 

He started getting nervous and paranoid, replaying the day to figure out what he did wrong to make you ignore him. “Jungkook I have to clean the floor, can you stop pacing back and forth until I am done please?” Hobi asked nicely, he was on clean up duty tonight and trying to mop the floor. 

“Is everything okay Gukki? You have been calling and texting anxiously on your phone, walking in circles for almost 2 hours now” Jimin said from the couch. 

“uuuuu is it your secret girlfriend JK?” Taehyung teased and looked at Jungkook with a playful look. Jungkook was surprised that three of his hyungs were even awake, they were normally in bed by now. 

He tried to cover this blush by flipping Tae off and walking towards the door. “Yeah everything is fine Jimishi, I will go for a walk, I need to let my energy out.” His hyungs nodded and waved him off, they didn’t further question him because it was normal for him to be very energetic and need to get his hyperactivity out, they don't even question the time.

Technically he didn’t lie, he did go out for a walk, but he walked to your apartment; he had no plan in mind, but he was determined to make sure you were okay and fix whatever happened in case you were ignoring him. When he arrived at your apartment he rang the doorbell and waited for you, but you didn't answer, he rang again a couple of times without success. 

He called your phone and pressed his ear to the door in hopes to hear your phone ring in the background but again to no avail.

He started panicking, where could you be, you didn't really know Korea too well to be walking by yourself or knowing where to go. And you also didn't really know anyone else that would invite you for a night-out in the city. “She would've told me if she was going out tho, she tells me every single detail in her life, even shares her weekly schedule with me..wtf, where are you y/n?” He tried to recall if you had told him something about leaving as he reread your texts from today; the last thing you had texted him was that you were there in the studio. “Her texts are normal, meaning she was not mad, she said she was in the studio but she would definitely be back by now, it’s almost 10...” 

Jungkook slid down your apartment's door and sat on the floor. He called your phone again and finally it was answered. 

“Hello? Y/n’s phone…” Jungook heard a male voice through the speaker, his heart dropped, but before he could react, the person on the other side spoke again “Jungkook y/n is busy right now, can you stop calling? she will call you back” Jungkkook recognized the voice to be his hyung’s, Suga.

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Back in the studio you had been in the booth for a while now going back and forth though the track still adding layers of vocals and harmonies. You were unaware of the time or the fact that you had over 50 missed calls and messages from Jungkook because you left your phone on the desk next to Yoongi to avoid any disruptions or interferences while recording. So after your phone kept vibrating for the 50th time and Suga being the patient being he is he decided to pick up without telling you because: 

a. he didn't want to distract your from your recording session and 

b. he saw it was Jungkook through the caller ID, so he freely picked up and told his younger bro to stop and wait for you to call him back.

“Suga oppa, I think I am done for today, how about we continue tomorrow” You said getting out of the recording booth after yawning for the third time in a row now. 

You also remembered you had to go back to your apartment for Jungkook���s nightly visits. “Yes, it’s actually getting really late, oh by the way you got a few missed calls while you were recording” Suga said as he stood up and picked up his bag. 

You checked your phone and saw that it was almost 10:15 pm, and also noticed the 50 missed calls from jungkook. You wanted to call him back, but Suga was next to you and you didn't want him to hear you so you texted JK instead that you would be back in a bit.

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You rode back to the private apartment complex with Suga in the same car, talking about nonsense. Once you arrived he only walked you to the front of your building and then took his separate way. 

You watched him walk to his building and once he was out of hearing range you called Jungkook. 

You tapped your foot as the phone rang, and when the call was picked up you immediately spoke, “Hi kookie, I’m sorry, I-” you were interrupted by the voice on the other line, 

“Where are you?” Jungkook spoke in a cold and annoyed tone. 

“oh, um, I’m in my apartment” you answered.

“Why are you lying y/n? I’m outside your apartment” he said.

Shit you didn’t even know why you had lied, you could've said you were walking into the building, but no…

You ran to the stairs as fast as you could to save some time and get there faster than if you had taken the elevator.

When you arrived at your door there he was. Jungkook was sitting on the floor looking at you. He looked pissed, “Hi, how long have you been waiting for?” Jungkook didn’t respond, he just got up from the floor and walked past you towards the elevators, 

“Hey, kookie? What’s wrong…” you pulled on the back of his shirt, 

“I only waited here to make sure you were okay, and you seem like it, so I’m leaving now”, he said without even turning to look at you. Your heart dropped, he had never been this cold before, TWO YEARS and you had never been in an argument with him, panicking you stepped in front of him “Are you not staying tonight?”

Jungkook didn’t even look at you, he just shook his head from side to side and gently took your shoulders to put you to the side and left.

This was the first time since you arrived in Korea you would spend a night without him. 

You stood outside your door waiting to see if he miraculously came back, but he didn’t, you texted him asking him what happened, you didn’t understand why he was acting like that, did you make him angry? Was it because of the missed calls? he didn’t answer.

 It was now 10:30 at night and walking in your apartment made you uncomfortable, you wanted to be okay with JK so you decided to send one last text:

I want to talk, meet me outside your building.

As you stood outside his building, you feared he would ignore you and leave you alone outside. The private, high security apartment complex was silent, until, “Is everything okay ma’ am?” A sudden voice to your left asked, when you turned you recognized the young man as one of the patrolling security guards.

“Yes, I am just waiting for someone, I am meeting them out here” you replied sweetly, trying to hide the fact that you were anxious and on the verge of tears waiting for JK.

“Oh are you y/n? I am a big fan, I have been really enjoying your latest album” he said. “Really? Thank you so much for the support, what's your name?” you asked, you always try to make time for fans and ask their names. 

“Jun-young is my name ma’ am, I’m sorry for asking but can I have a picture?” he asked shyly.

You nodded and posed for the selfie, the young guard took his phone in his left hand and stretching his arm almost at a 90º angle in front of him and he took his right hand and placed it on your back, you lifted a peace sign and smiled for the pic, listening for the click sound; right as he was about to take a second picture you felt yourself being pulled off him and away. 

You looked over at the person pulling you away. They were wearing a big bucket hat that hid their face and an oversized hoodie, recognizing immediately. 

Feeling safer after realizing it was Jungkook you looked back at the security guard and excused yourself, “I’m sorry Jun-young, it’s my cue to leave, see you around! fighting!”

The guard looked confused at first but quickly smiled and waved you off at your sweetness. Jungkook fist pulled you away frimley yet not aggressively, but once you said those words towards the fan his hold on you shifted to a more aggressive one. 

You tried to pull away, “Ow! ow! Jungkook stop”, he immediately dropped your arm in fear he actually hurt you badly but still looked at you coldy. 

“Why did you do that, what is wrong with you?” Jungkook was relieved he didn’t hurt you, after a few seconds of silence he spoke. “You asked me to come outside, you should do the talking.” His cold tone made you irritated, you missed his soft bunny voice.

“Why are you mad at me, talk to me! Why are you being so cold, what did I do?” You said as you tried to meet his eyes under the bucket hat.

Jungkook didn’t reply, he just stood there.

“If you don’t tell me what's wrong we can't solve anything Jeon Jungkook, I was working, I come back and you are mad at me”

He liked how the sound of his full name sounded when you said it, but at the same time he became irritated because you didn’t know why he was mad… “Y/n I called hundreds of times but you never picked up, and then when the line is finally picked up, instead of being you on the other line it is my hyung answering for you, telling me to stop calling… So you lied about working and then you lied about being in your apartment saying you were there when I had been waiting for you for hours! And then come out here to give you a chance to explain everything, and find you hugging another man? Calling him by his name and acting all friendly? since when do you have many male friends huh y/n? What were you doing with Suga so late anyway? Why dind’t you fucking answer your phone, and lie about where you where? So of course I’m mad y/n”

You were surprised at his sudden burst, you listened to everything he said, he wanted to keep talking but you interrupted him before he kept making false accusations.

“Okay Jungkook listen to me and listen to me well, No I did not lie to you when I said I was working, I was in the studio, WITH SUGA, because if you have forgotten I am still producing the collaboration song with him, and yes I normally don’t work till this ate but we were having a really good strike and we lost track of time WORKING ON THE SONG; the reason why I didn’t answer was because I was unaware my phone was ringing, I was in the recording booth when you rang my phone, so I didn’t see the missed calls until AFTER I finished recording, Suga told me I had a couple missed calls, he didn’t tell me he answered, I guess he answered my phone once he saw it was you in the caller ID because I left it next to him while I went inside the booth and probably after a while he got irritated and picked it up. I couldn’t call you as I left the studio because I WAS WITH SUGA, or did you want me to be all ‘oh yeah kookie see you tonight at my apartment’ in front of him huh?”

Jungkook looked at you with a blank expression on his face, he eventually spoke back “Okay thank you for explaining but still, you didn't answer your phone. How was I supposed to know where you were, how was I supposed to know you were working with sugar and not out with him? how was I supposed to know you lost track of time? huh? and what about the other guy and your lies”

What he said made sense but it still made you a little mad he was making an argument about a fan boy and the supposed lie, “Jungkook, Jesus, I didn't lie, I was waiting outside my building when I called you, I didn't know you where at my apartment that's why when you asked where I was I said AT MY FU*KING APARTMENT. Why would I lie to you about where I was, you are acting all jealous and possessive like a boyfriend and you haven’t even told me how you feel about me. Oh and btw that “other man” was a fanboy, he works here as a security guard, he asked me if I was okay and recognized me, I was not fondling a random man, I was taking a picture with him! Jesus, who do you think I am?

Jungkook’s once hardened expression softened a tiny bit but he continued, “HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT TOO-”

“EXACTLY JUNGKOOK, there was no way you could have known all this, but if you had only listened to me first, if you had TRUSTED ME, we wouldn't be here right now”

Jungkook knew you were right and he had overreacted, but still defended himself, “Well you say I act alll jelous and like a boyfriend, and that I have never told you how I feel, LOOK WHO IS TALKING, you haven’t told me how you feel either, of course I am going to act all jelous and protective y/n,  I see the way people look at you, everytime you walk in the building staff members look at you up and down; my hyungs adore you and think you are the coolest most sweetest girl ever but also constantly coment on your beauty; when you walk around people look at you with desire and admiration and I can’t fucking control that; you constantly go viral on socialmedia because of your beauty, I see the comments of men calling you hot and making inaporoprate comments, I-”

Before he could continue you took your hand and put it on his cheek and spoke, interrupting him, “Jungkook I understand how you feel, I feel that sometimes when other artists talk about you, when other people ship you with another female idol, etc. But you do understand that you cannot blame me for that just like I can't blame you or be mad at you for my own jealousy… I wish you could trust me, like I do” you slipped your hand off as you said the last part.

Jungkook realized you were 100% right, “I trust you, but I just- I- …. How can I be 100% sure if you aren’t mine?” he blurted out with a little rose tint spreading on his cheeks.

You were surprised at first but quickly exhaled and lowered your head to see his eyes again under the bucket hat, “Jungkook, I like you... no, I love you kay? I have been unofficially and unconditionally by your side for two years now, and you don’t see that? hahaha, ohh bunny what am I going to do with you…” you said confidently.

“You love me?” Jungkook spoke surprised, his cute bunny voice made you grin.

“Yes dummy…You were my celebrity crush, I met you and immediately knew you were my person that I wanted you to be in my life and; I answered your calls and texts long distance for two years without missing a single one because i didn’t want to lose you, and yes of course Namjoon, Yoongi, Jin, Taehyung, Hobi and Jimin mean a lot to me too, I love them so much and love spending time with them, but I made you MY priority. I love your cute bunny smile, it never fails to make my stomach flutter; I love the way your eyes light up when you do something you love; I love the way you always make an effort to spend some alone time with me even if it is for a minute; I love the way you take care of me; I love how you wait for me to fall asleep before you fall asleep in case I have a nightmare and need your comforting; I love-” your were going to continue but were stopped by Jungkook taking your face in his hands squishing your cheeks a little.

“I- I love you too” you smiled as he leaned closer and gave you a sweet peck on your lips, he then looked back into your eyes ``Y/n I know it’s taken me some time, but, do you officially want to be my girlfriend?” He asked.

You couldn't have been happier, your knees went weak, your stomach fluttered, your heart felt like it was about to explode and Jungkook’s hand on your face tingled your skin. You smiled widely at him, Finally he had been honest with his feelings, but you understood he took his time because he was shy. 

“Jungkook….” you dropped your smile, yes you were blushing and the happiest you have been in a while but still you never missed an opportunity to tease Jungkook. 

“I…. I um-” Jungkooks face dropped and his once blushing cheeks went pale.

“Jungkook, I thought I was already your girl…. How do you explain our daily cuddles?” you teased smiling again. Jungkook’s once worried expression quickly changed as he let out a sigh of relief. “For f*ck’s sake y/n you scared me, do not do that ever again” he said dropping his hand from your face.

You jumped and wrapped your arms around his neck to avoid him leaving. “Aw is my wittle bunny mad?” you said with pouty lips. Jungkook couldn’t help but smile at you, he looked into your twinkling eyes and only thought about how he was truly in love with you. 

“Just answer my question already stupid” he said as he stood with you wrapped around him and a small smirk on his face.

“Hahahaha of course I do, took you long enough bunny” you said with the widest most honest smile on  your face. He immediately wrapped his hands around your torso and held you as tight as he could.

You both walked back to your apartment for your nightly cuddle session.

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I’m so sorry again, I have been having some shitty couple weeks, I am mentally getting better.

I am okay now and ready to keep writing :), thank you for your patience, I won’t let you down. FIGHTING!!!

Hope you liked it, ilysm Xx

[axther]

where the lord does not look

todoroki shoto/female!traitor!reader 

In which Todoroki Shoto blackmails a classmate and pays the price. 

warnings: blackmail, violence, questionable kiss

It felt wrong. It always did. 

YN L/N watched Aizawa Shouta talk about the importance of pack thinking, of teamwork, of loyalty, and it felt cruel. The sun was shining through the door window, Sero and Denki were passing notes about something, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ochako casually glancing at Midoriya. There was the smell of spring in the air and the taste of hope on the tip of everyone’s tongues. 

And YN wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. 

She didn’t know how she got involved with the League of Villains in the first place. Her quirk, while powerful, wasn’t necessarily villainous. She was never teased, never abused for anything in her life except for insignificant bullies. She had no obstacle or hindrance. She just remembered asking for power to a man with no face. 

And here she was. Helping plot the downfall of the pillar of the hero youth. 

She knew it would crush so many. Midoriya was the first to come to mind, with how hard he worked to enter if the rumours were true. But everyone else who decided to throw their lives on the line for a job that fatal at worst and exhausting at best would be forced to relocate, reconsider. 

YN held her head up a little bit higher when she realised that she was slouching. The last thing she needed was for anyone to ask her if something was wrong. She knew that she would burst like an overfilled dam. 

The bell rang and YN almost shakily rose to her feet. Her bag was in her hand when Mina and Tooru grabbed her arms on either side, tugging her away. 

“Hey, hey, hey!” Mina yapped, poking a finger into YN’s cheek. “What’s got you so upset?” 

YN felt panic rise in her chest but masked it with a concerned look. “What are you talking about?” 

“You were all wimpy during class. What’s up with that?” Tooru chirped. 

“I was thinking.” YN raised an eyebrow. “That’s you’re supposed to do in class. Though, I suppose you wouldn’t know that.” 

“Hey!” Mina let a mock frown grace her cheeks. “That’s mean!” 

“It’s true.” YN smirked, letting the panic start to flow away. 

“Well, what were you thinking about?” Tooru began, a teasing tone on her voice. “Was it...Todoroki?” 

YN jumped, nearly stopping the two in their tracks. “What? That’s-!” 

“Ha! We were right!” Mina howled, puffing up her chest and thumping her fist against it. “Ah, young love~!” 

“Mina, we’re the same age-” 

“Doesn’t matter! So, where are you gonna confess?” Tooru pitched in. 

They had a point, of course. YN had a crush (albeit a small one) on Todoroki Shoto. It was bred out of unspoken respect; he had every right to be a villain if what YN had heard was right. He had a terrifyingly powerful quirk, a terrible childhood, and little social skills. And yet, he did the one thing that YN could not. He prevailed and walked on the path of light. 

YN sighed. “I’m not going to. I don’t stand a chance.” 

“No way! He was staring at you all throughout class today!” Tooru giggled. “He couldn’t look away.” 

“What?” YN stared wide-eyed at the space where she guessed Tooru was at. “Bullshit.” 

“Nope! I even got a pic!” She pulled out her phone (with a cute Mount Lady charm on it) and showed a picture of Todoroki that was clearly taken underneath her desk. He indeed was staring at YN’s back, but it was more the look of glaring daggers than anything.   

“That...doesn’t look positive.” YN murmured. 

“He’s emotionally constipated! He’s probably head over heels!” Mina said, entering the cafeteria. 

“Uh-huh…” YN was about to break off when she felt a tap on her shoulder. All three girls turned only to see the young man they had just been talking about. 

“T-Todoroki!” YN yelped, literally jumping when she saw him standing there. He looked neutral, watching her intently.

“May I have a word with you, LN? There is something I’d like to discuss.” 

Both Mina and Tooru squealed as YN nodded, clasping hands and jumping. Though they didn’t say anything otherwise, the message was obvious. 

YN followed Todoroki through a side hall, keeping a bit of distance between herself and the student. Though she hated to admit it, she felt hope grow. All the talk of him liking her back was getting to her, and she just hoped that Mina and Tooru were right. 

He stopped just outside, where no one was around, and YN nearly ran into his back. She stumbled as he turned. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” 

“I’ve been watching you.” 

YN stopped talking, blinking up at him with wide eyes and a blush rising on her cheeks. “Pardon?” 

“You take a lot of calls, late at night. And you send letters.” 

YN froze. “I’m sorry?” 

“One of the letters fell out, and I planned on putting it back in the mailbox for you. But there was no address on it.” Todoroki looked deathly serious like he would try to kill YN if she tried to move. His bangs made his face shadowed, and it was enough to make YN’s heart stop. 

She felt bile and panic rising. The letters were shipped to the League, through someone they had in the post office. And the calls were given to Toga, who would change into someone else every time so that if anyone heard, there would be no vocal leads. 

“During the USJ attack, you and I were placed in the same division. While, yes, the villains attacked you, they put in noticeably less effort, and you never made any attempt to actually hurt them. With your quirk, you could have easily put them all to sleep. But you made it hard.” 

YN started hyperventilating, eyes flicking left and right in hopes of looking for an escape without having to hurt Todoroki. “What are you trying to say?” 

“You’re the traitor.” Todoroki put it bluntly, and yet, YN felt as though he hadn’t said nearly enough. It felt like the world froze, with YN’s eyes glazing over in terror. Her breathing was laboured and she even felt a little faint. Her world was collapsing, she wasn’t ready to go to jail, she was terrified. There was a white-hot rushing in her veins, and she fell to her knees. 

“I won’t sell you out.” Todoroki looked down at her like one would look at roadkill-intrigued, but disgusted. “For a price.” 

YN looked up, tears ruining her vision. “What is it? I’ll do it.” 

“I have favours. First, I don’t really feel like doing this week’s homework. I already know of all it.” He paused, looking neutrally cruel. “Actually, this entire semester. I don’t feel like doing it. Understand?” 

YN mutely nodded. 

“Good. If any one of the assignments fails, then it’s over.” 

Todoroki left, purposing hitting her shoulder with his knee so she would fall over. She couldn’t get up, nor did she even move, until Mina and Tooru came rushing out. 

“Oh my god!” Mina knelt, grabbing YN’s face with care. “Are you alright?”

“We saw Todoroki leave, and he didn’t look...happy…” Tooru started but trailed off when a fresh wave of tears overcame YN. “Oh, no...sweetie…” 

All three girls stayed huddled together, the two cooing at YN until Mina paused.

“So...did you get...you know…?” 

“Rejected?” Tooru finished. YN sniffled loudly, before nodding. After all, there was no way in hell that Todoroki would love someone like her, now. 

“Oh my god...I am so sorry…” Mina wrapped YN in a hug, while Tooru was fuming. 

“What a jackass! He should’ve accepted you! He has no taste!” She stood up, crossing her sleeves. “I’m gonna have a talk with him!” 

“Tooru!” Mina called out. “Don’t. Not right now.” 

Tooru relaxed, watching YN break down even more. “...You’re right. Sorry.” 

“And we’re sorry...for telling you that…” Mina fell silent. “We’re sorry.” 

“It’s not-” YN managed to get out, trying to talk past her sore throat and sobs. “It’s not your fault.” 

And there they stayed, even with Midnight offering condolences for a rejection that never happened and offering the rest of the day off. 

The sun set low, and Mina and Tooru had to leave as the stars came out. The cold came creeping up YN’s arms, and yet, she stayed. 

And in the distance, a young man watched. 

YN paced the length of her dorm, holding the phone to her ear. 

“Himi...Himi, please, it’s me.” 

“Oh? YN-chan? What’s wrong?” The voice was initially a deep baritone, a man’s voice, but it dripped into a sweet honey tone, that of a schoolgirl’s. “Were you crying?” 

“Himi, they know. Someone knows. They...he isn’t telling right now, but…” 

“What?!” She heard from the other side. “Someone knows?!” 

There was more shouting from past the phone, some from Shigaraki, others from Twice. They were talking before Toga went back on the phone. 

“How long can you shut him up? Who is it?” 

“T-Todoroki Shoto. He...he’s blackmailing me into doing stuff for him in exchange for him keeping quiet.” 

“Stuff?” Toga yelped. “What stuff is making you do? It’s nothing creepy, right?” 

“Creepy?” YN heard Twice yell. “We can’t even let him touch her! If he tries anything then-” 

“Oh, would you shut up?” Shigaraki sounded strained. “She slipped up. She has to pay.” 

“The little bitch just exposed the whole operation! Fucking kill her!” Twice hissed. “She needs to be pulled out and saved!” 

“YN-chan, what stuff is he making you do? It’s not talkin’ about us, right?” Toga said. She sounded worried, but coming from her, it wasn’t comforting. 

“No...homework is what he’s starting off with, but I have a feeling he’ll go further. He won’t be satisfied. I know that I’ve already exposed the breach, so if there’s any way to hurry up the operation…” YN glanced at her door when she saw a shadow pass by, and lowered her voice to a whisper. 

“Ughhh. This is trying to do a speedrun! This is unacceptable!” 

“Shigaraki, it is only a matter of time…” Kurogiri said. “It is almost complete.” 

“What, we rush the whole thing and fuck it up? No, no, no, no, no…” 

“YN! We’ll come and get you and we can play a game together!” Twice yelled. “I hope you fucking rot, you slimy-!” 

“How did they find out?” Kurogiri’s voice came clearly over the phone. YN took a deep breath. 

“He said that one of the letters...the postman dropped it and saw there was no address. He…” YN stopped. She was already lying to save her own skin on both ends, so what was another lie in the wall that of half-truths and deceit that would save her?  “He opened it and read some before accidentally burning it in anger.” 

Kurogiri sighed. “Then I suppose it couldn’t be helped on your end.” 

“Fucking useless piece of shit!” Shirgiraki bit. “I knew he’d fuck up!” 

“Shigaraki, please.” Kurogiri’s voice had turned away from the phone before turning back. “We will try to speed up the operation. Can you give us two weeks?” 

“I’ll try.” YN whispered. “Thank you.” 

“Stay safe. Do not disappoint us.” 

“Love ya’, YN-chan! Make sure to come back to us!” Toga yelled, probably from over Kurogiri’s shoulder before the line went dead. YN let out a shaky sigh before deleting the call log and moving to her desk. Both her homework and Todoroki’s was out, and that meant that she had to forge his writing in order to make it work. 

She was writing away, late into the night, taking no pause out of fear that Todoroki would find some flaw and alert the whole school. She worked and she worked until the clock hit two A.M. She looked up, feeling almost woozy when there was a knock at the door. YN jumped in her seat before walking over and answering it. 

On the other side was a wide-awake Todoroki, who glared at her through the crack in the door. 

“The homework. Hand it over, while everyone else is asleep.” 

YN nodded, sulking over and grabbing the sheets of work. He snatched them out of her hands, reading it over and checking that it was all done. 

“Alright. Today, I want you to be the one to tell my father that I will not be seeing him this week, but instead doing such things as hanging out with friends and attending parties.” 

“But...but how do I contact your father?” YN felt her head pound. Todoroki met her eyes with a raised eyebrow. 

“Figure it out.” 

He turned and left, and YN gave a heaping sigh. She turned to her bed, her own homework only half-finished. She was exhausted, rightfully so, and collapsed into the pillows. Regret pooled in her gut. Some part of her still loved Todoroki, but it was quickly dying. 

It was dying, along with the rest of her. 

The next five days were hellish. 

She supposed the second day, where she had to approach Endeavour, was kind. While he was upset about his son not even bothering to talk to him, he didn’t lash out onto YN, nor send a message back. It could’ve gone much worse, she was well aware. The next day she was forced to make his meals, though it wasn’t that hard. And after, she was to do his laundry. All were relatively easy deeds. 

But the day after that Todoroki ordered her to clean his room. And when she entered, it was so torn apart that she was sure he ripped everything out of the drawers on purpose. And the day after, she was told to take up all of his chores for the dorm, confusing both Sato and Midoriya. 

Mina and Tooru took notice of YN’s behaviour but didn’t ask. Mina was still beating herself up for hyping up YN, and Tooru was still furious at Todoroki’s supposed rejection.  

And for YN’s feelings for Todoroki, they were absolutely and completely quashed. 

She had no idea he could be as heartless as he was acting. Anything positive that she had for him was gone, replaced with deep scorn. 

And the only lifeline she had was calling the League every night. Toga, while crazy, did provide some comfort, with the promise of doing each other’s nails and hair when the attack arrived and YN was taken to the home base. The regret and fear she had of being a villain before was slowly disappearing with every night that she fell asleep to the sound of Toga and Twice babbling about video games. 

On the sixth night, YN called to Toga specifically, venting left and right about the things that Todoroki was making her do. 

“And then, he told me that I had missed a spot, and when I went to look, he went and picked up a tissue that definitely wasn’t there before!” YN hissed into the phone receiver. 

“No way!” Toga barked. “What an asshole!” 

“I know, right? He just wants to make my life hell. I can’t wait for you guys to get here.” 

“Ugh! Same! Me ‘n’ Twice have been stocking up on the goods so that way when you get here, we can have loads of fun!” Toga laughed loudly, and YN heard Twice laughing, too. “We’re getting excited! It’s only a week away!” 

“Yeah,” YN murmured, a soft smile on her face. “Thanks. I’m gonna go and get some sleep. You guys make sure to rest up, too.” 

“Maybe~! Love ya’!” Toga hung up and YN felt the silence of the night draw in. She felt oddly content, and she let out a soft sigh. 

There was a feeling of content that she hadn’t felt in days. With all the work that Todoroki had piled on and the stress of keeping it all under wraps, she could feel her eyebags during the day and wish for the sweet release of sleep during the night. 

YN rested her arm on her forehead, letting the darkness consume her eyes and try to soothe the headache that was coming on from even thinking about Todoroki. 

“Yikes,” She sighed, rubbing her temple with her spare hand. “I’m screwed.” 

Meanwhile, Todoroki was no better off. 

While he had no headache, he was staring at his ceiling with the covers of his bed pulled up to his chest. His arms were folded, but his eyes were narrowed in thought. 

Before he had learned about YN being the traitor, he hadn’t thought much of her. She seemed like a meek girl, with a terrifyingly powerful PSI quirk. She stuck to her friends and stayed in her lane. 

‘The perfect candidate for traitor,’ Todoroki thought. As far as he knew, she had no terrible history or actual motivations to become a villain. So when he found the letter and put and two and two together, he was shocked. He wanted her to vehemently deny it, to say that it was maybe a love letter or a secret note to somebody else. 

But all she did was cry, and Todoroki had his answer. 

He didn’t know why he chose to blackmail her, of all things. He should’ve turned her in, as a hero would have. But he didn’t. And at first, he didn’t know why he wanted to spare her so. Was in how miserable she looked while she was crying? Was it how she didn’t even look angry, but just scared? He didn’t have an answer. 

Until he made her clean his room. 

To be honest, he tore it apart just to see what her reaction was. He wasn’t a messy person but he wanted to make it tough for her. So, periodically throughout her cleaning, he would check up on her. At first, it was to make sure she didn’t throw away anything important, but once he realised that she was doing something so domestic, it made him feel warm on both sides. She had a broom and trash bags, and a bandanna to hold back her hair. She worked ferociously, determined to finish quickly. The hair came loose at times, and sweat grew over her as she lost herself in the cleaning and her thoughts. 

He realised that it was exactly what she would look like if she was a housewife. 

He realised that the entire time, he had her doing things a lover would do-calling the parents, helping with work, cleaning, cooking. None of them were dangerous, and she had them all done in three hours at most. And as Todoroki laid there, he started thinking less on the favours than it was YN herself. 

She was a girl. That was the first thing that came to Todoroki’s mind. Even though no one was around, he nodded with confirmation. It was a safe thought. It was a fact. 

She trained well, sometimes even out of school time. He had come across her in more than one situation where she would be using her quirk to make Bakugou levitate, with him howling the entire time. Her eyes would glow too, like changing lights in a pool. Todoroki always thought it was pretty. 

That, too, was a fact. Her eyes were pretty. 

Todoroki’s eyes snapped open. Yes, it was a fact, but it was not a safe thought. He imagined shoving it into a box and kicking it far away, into the depths of his mind. 

He closed his eyes again, sighing. 

She was strong. That was a safe thought. 

She had nice arms. That was not a safe thought. 

She did her best to take care of her skin, judging from the occasional skincare products he’d find lying around. Was that a safe thought? He wasn’t sure. 

She was smart, but not terribly so. That was a safe thought. 

She looked nice in her tights. That definitely wasn’t a safe thought. 

And as Todoroki thought more and more about YN, he began realising that he thought most things she did were good, technically speaking. She helped Denki with school sometimes, was positively receptive when Midoriya wanted to write about her quirk in his notebooks, and always supported the girls in any of their endeavours. She was kind and pretty, and smart and strong and sweet. 

And then, with wide eyes and a quelled feeling of horror, Todoroki thought, ’Oh my god,’ 

’I’m in love with the traitor.’ 

“What now?” 

Todoroki stood in front of YN’s door, hands in front of him and looking strangely innocent. His hair was combed, which was weird, and if YN took a deep breath, then she would smell some sort of cologne. 

“There is a girl in the General Course. Ai Suzuki. I want you to reject her for me.” He said it was a completely straight face, as though he was telling Aizawa that he couldn’t come into class the next day. YN blinked, processing the order, before jutting her head out in shock and recoiling again. 

“What? That’s terrible! You need to reject her yourself, for her sake!” She looked appalled and was about to slam the door shut when he put his arm and foot in. 

“Remember...YN.” 

From behind the door, YN stopped, before groaning and opening the door again. 

“Fine. And when the poor girl is miserable and goes around slandering you, don’t come after me. And we’re not friends. Don’t call me YN.”  

She shoved past him and locked her door, storming down the hallway and making tracks for the General Education dorms. 

“What floor, jackass?” 

“She’ll be in the greens,” Todoroki called back, sounding ready to laugh. YN turned and walked through the doors, keeping an eye out for a girl standing alone. 

Sure enough, a student who reminded YN of a doe stood with her hands in front of her, looking side to side. It broke YN’s heart that Ai would have to be rejected in such a cruel way, but it was her or YN’s entire wellbeing. 

“Hey, are you Ai Suzuki?” YN approached the young woman, who jumped. Ai’s brow furrowed. 

“Y-Yes. Where’s Shoto?” 

YN sighed. “There’s no easy way about this, especially since he’s such a coward.” 

Ai’s entire body seemed to slump, her eyes watering and hands shaking. YN felt the guilt bubbling in her stomach, but she continued.  

“But he wanted me to tell you that he’s not interested. I’m really sorry that it had to be this way, but-” 

Abruptly, Ai reached forward and slapped YN across the cheek. Tears were streaming down the young lady’s face.

“You-! You-! I…!” Ai seemed to be grasping for words while YN nursed her stinging cheek with her hand. YN didn’t retaliate but tried to help Ai sort out her emotions. 

“I know it’s terrible, and if you want, I take you to him so that way you can work out what you need. I get that-” 

“Just shut up!” Ai snapped, before flushing. “Please. I…” Fresh tears made their way to Ai’s face before she ran off. YN turned to head back, only to see Ai run headfirst into Todoroki. He seemed surprised, glancing up at YN before looking down at Ai. Ai stared at him, eyes wide before sobbing again and running to the General Education dorms. Todoroki watched her run with curiosity, while YN watched with pity. 

“I see it went well.” Todoroki turned back to YN, about to say more when he realised the red mark on her cheek. “Did she hurt you?” 

“Why would you care?” YN snapped, glaring at him. “You’re fucking terrible, and that’s bad, coming from me.” 

She stormed off, letting Todoroki watch her leave. He seemed stunned, standing and blinking dumbly at her retreating figure. 

“...”

YN held an ice pack to her cheek, staring at her ceiling, watching the blades of the fan spin. She wished that her mind was empty and aimless, but concerns surrounding Todoroki arose. 

He had become more casual than he ever was, something that didn’t happen even before he found out about her ties to the League. It was as though he was trying to seem pleasant, but it all seemed like a trap. 

“Fucking ice-for-brains.” YN pouted. “Bitchboy.” 

YN’s phone abruptly rang and she jumped. It was several hours earlier than the League usually called, so when she picked it up and saw the contact ’L’, her brow furrowed. 

“Hey, everything okay?” She asked, worry lacing her tone. She heard broad laughter, and then Toga giggling. 

“More than okay! We can come sooner!!” 

“Wh...what?” YN blinked, flabbergasted, before rushing to her door and locking it. She held the phone to her shoulder while stuffing towels along the bottom so no one could eavesdrop. “What’s going on?” 

“Shiggy found a way to mass-produce the Nomu so we can get to you in, like, two days!” Someone spoke, but it was too distant to hear who before Toga started talking again. “Tomorrow! We can get to you tomorrow!”  Toga was audibly jumping, and YN felt her shoulders go slack. 

“No way.” She breathed. It was like the world was on her shoulders, and that it had been slowly lifted. “Are you serious?” 

“Yup! I wouldn’t joke with you on this,” Toga said. “Probably.” 

“Probably?” YN laughed for the first time in what felt like forever. “You have no idea how happy this makes me.” 

“Well, we’ve got a bonus for you! For hangin’ on!” 

“Yeah? What is it?” YN fell onto her bed with a grin. 

“Well, according to Shiggy,” (Shigaraki, in the back, howled ‘Don’t call me that!’) “Had everyone accounted for except for one! And, well, he just so happens to have been doing some no-no stuff lately…” 

“I get to kick Todoroki’s ass?” YN sat up from her bed, excitement on her face. A deep part of her felt disgusted at the glee in getting revenge, but it was quickly put down at the thought of Todoroki begging for forgiveness. 

“Yup!” Toga tittered. “And then Kurogiri can take you back with us and we can do whatever! It’s not like we’ve got any parents to regulate us there, anyway.” 

“That was a twenty-five cent word, Himi. I’m glad. What’s the time of the attack? I wanna set an alarm.” 

“Hey!” Toga yelled over the phone, and YN winced. “Shiggy! When are we gonna see YN-chan and Deku and Ochako?” 

“If everything doesn’t get fucked up, then we should get there by six in the afternoon. Don’t fuck it up.” The phone was clearly pointed in Shigaraki’s direction, but he still sounded a bit distant. 

“Yessir,” Though he couldn’t see it, YN saluted. “You got it.” 

“We’ll see you soon, YN! I looove you!” 

“See ya, Himi.” 

YN hung up, laying back down on the bed with a giddy smile. She rolled left and right, hugging the phone to her chest as she laughed. She knew she was being loud, and if Todoroki heard, then he would be suspicious, but she didn’t care anymore. She was so close to freedom, so close that she could taste it. 

So close. 

Classes were unbearable. 

YN felt like a kid on the last day of middle school, right before they go to Disney or some other amusement park. The day trudged on, and no matter what Mina and Tooru did to try and get YN’s attention, her thoughts always returned to the League and the attack. 

Sure, she was nervous. It was entirely possible that everything could go wrong and it all fail. She could be arrested for treason, Todoroki could decide to expose her, and the League could choose to leave her behind. It could end in absolutely disaster for her. 

But YN had hope. 

And that hope remained after classes had finished. YN was near skipping, waltzing past Todoroki on her way to her dorms. 

She knew she needed to pack her things. It was all simple stuff; clothes, her toothbrush and toothpaste. She had to leave her phone behind, which was regrettable, but it had a tracker in it that her parents and select friends could see. 

And speaking of friends, YN needed to get Tooru and Mina out of U.A. before the attack, and have them be gone for long enough that they would remain safe. There were ways, but YN knew she needed to keep discreet. 

So, when she walked to her dorm, she eyed the clock. It was five fourty-three, which mean that she could have them take a relatively short trip and still be kept in the clear. YN caught Mina and Tooru on her way. Mina near jumped, nervously grinning. 

“Hey, are you okay? You’ve been weird all day!” 

“Yeah, yeah. Um, I have a favour to ask you two.” YN pulled them aside, taking out her wallet. 

“What is it? Is something wrong?” Tooru presumably tilted her head. 

“Ehh, sorta?” YN faked a grimace. “I, uh...my period started.” 

Mina blanched, and Tooru placed a hand on YN’s shoulder. 

“What’dya need?” 

“Yeah! We’ll go get it!” 

“God bless, you two. Uh, you know that mart that we came across that had the best f/s? It’s like, fifteen minutes by the train?” YN shelled out the cash, making sure there was extra. “I’m craving that, to be honest. And you guys can get something else, of course.” 

“Sure!” Mina took the money and shoved it into her pocket. “Let’s go, Tooru! We’ll see you later!” 

YN waved as the two dashed out, knocking Todoroki on their way to the doors. Mina shot him a half-hearted apology before they were gone. YN gave a languid wave back, feeling almost sad. She wouldn’t see them again. It pulled against her heartstrings, but she knew that she was too far in to back out. 

“They’re certainly energetic.” Todoroki walked up to YN, eyeing the doors with his hands in his pockets. 

“Yeah. Whatever.” YN’s peacefully happy demeanour changed. She glared at him before walking away. Before she could successfully escape, though, Todoroki put a hand on her shoulder. 

“I want to talk to you.” 

YN glanced at the clock. It was ten before six, and she felt nervous. “Not right now. I’m busy.” 

“Please, it’ll just take a second. I’ll come with you.” He took his hand off of her shoulder, and she rolled her eyes. 

“Fine. But make it quick.” YN began speed walking to her dorms, not caring if she looks suspicious. “I have shit to do.” 

“I wanted to actually ask you in private. It’s something...a bit personal.” 

YN stopped walking, eyes wide. “You’re not going to…?” 

Todoroki recoiled, shaken. “No! No, it’s not. It’s an emotional matter.” 

“Oh, joy.” YN rolled her eyes again before almost jogging to her dorm. She eyed a different clock, and it showed five fifty-two. 

“I’ve been thinking about it. About you,” Todoroki began as they walked into her dorm. YN grabbed a backpack off of her wall and began throwing whatever she could find in there that she would deem necessary. Todoroki shut the door, but stood by it as YN spun around. 

“I know that I’ve been...complicated towards you.” Todoroki said, rolling his hands to help elaborate. 

“Uh, yeah. That’s a nice way of putting it.” YN threw eyeliner and mascara into the front pocket of her bag. Todoroki huffed, upset that it backfired. 

“I think you’re pretty,” He tried again, leaning a bit towards her and sounded hopeful. “And smart.” YN said nothing, but paused and gave him a look that was a mix of confusion, disgust, and ‘duh’. “And I know that I’ve been making you work because of circumstances that were out of your control.” 

“What’s your point, Todoroki?” YN threw the last of her underwear in the bag and zipped it, spinning around with her hands on her hips and the bag over her shoulder. “Get to it.” 

Todoroki faltered, eyeing the bag. “What are you packing for?” 

“None of your goddamn business. Speak, or else I’m ignoring you.” 

This snapped Todoroki out of his staring contest with a video game pin on your bag, and he swallowed. He was stiff, and anxious, and hid his face with a ninety-degree bow. 

“Please be my girlfriend.” 

YN froze, shock on her face. “What?” 

“Please date me.” YN shook her head, snapping out of it, before her jaw dropped and mixed emotions came over her face. “You’re fucking…” She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence. 

“I know that you must hate me. But I’m sure that you’re not the traitor by choice. If you choose to date me, my father and I can help you leave the League. We can protect you, and we can-” 

“Protect me from what? Wait, wait, wait. You’re saying that they guy that fucking blackmailed me wants to protect me from people that have done nothing to me?” 

“Done nothing?” Todoroki rose from the bow, looking both confused and hurt. “They’re villains, YN. They are absolutely going to hurt you!” 

“Bullshit. They...they’re the only ones that gave a damn the whole time!” YN threw her bag on the ground, throwing her hands up in the air. “I fucking-! I can’t believe-!” 

“And what about Mina? And Tooru? And I could have sold you out at any point!” 

“Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna go?” YN felt heat rise to her cheeks and her stomach turn in rage. “Yeah, okay. Mina and Tooru were great. And that’s why they’re not here right now! But you wanna fucking hold it above my head that you could have had me fucking arrested?” 

“That’s not what I was trying to say!” Todoroki’s voice lowered from the shout, desperation in his tone. “No, I..! I was trying to say that I love you! And that I didn’t want you to get hurt. Please. We can get you out of this.” 

Todoroki grabbed her shoulders, not forcefully, but intimately. He could feel her breath on his face, and the tears beginning to show in his eyes. 

“You...unbelievable!” If Todoroki looked close enough, he could see traces of betrayal. “I have no idea what you think asking someone out is. You can’t just walk in an-and expect love!” YN voice rose with every word, until Todoroki leaned forward and placed a kiss firmly on her lips. She let out a muffled yelp, frozen, but Todoroki didn’t move. 

He savoured it, because for just a moment, when he closed his eyes, he could imagine you loving him back. 

But then a blaring alarm from YN’s phone went off. 

YN shoved Todoroki off, coughing and rubbing at her mouth furiously. Todoroki stood still, a blush on his cheeks. YN licked her top teeth as the alarm sounded, hearing the constant, stinging ring, taking a moment before a sick joy rose in her.

“YN, please...We can work this out together. We can get you into the witness protection program, or something-” 

“Too late,” YN hissed. Todoroki faltered, taking a step back. 

“What?” 

“I said, you fucking reject,” She muttered lowly, looking up at him with her head hung. “Too. Late.” 

“W-What? Why?” Todoroki began to puff his chest in some indiscriminate mix of rage and sorrow when he felt something close around his throat. It was as though he was being choked, but no one was touching him. His hands flew to try and relieve the pressure only to be able to claw at his own neck. There was the sound of glass breaking outside, and people screaming. He could hear Present Mic calling for help. 

“You really thought...” YN began as furniture began floating, along with Todoroki himself. He kicked his feet and struggled, but he was thrown back through the dorm door and into the hallway wall. YN was sweating, the alarm still going off on her levitating desk, and she looked thrilled, with her eyes pulsing out of her skull and her hair flying in front of her face. Her bag levitated towards her, and her jacket fit itself onto her shoulders before the backpack followed. Todoroki could only watch in pain as she approached. 

“You thought you could control me forever?” YN wheezed. Todoroki turned to see Midoriya and Bakugou running towards them before a smoky, inky black portal consumed them both. His eyes went wide when he realised what was happening. 

“I thought heroes were supposed to do the right thing, Todoroki.” YN spat, grabbing his chin so he could stare her in the eyes. They had begun sparking all sorts of colours, even ones that he had never seen before. More furniture in the living room and open dorms were floating and Todoroki felt his heart in his throat. 

“You…” He choked, one eye closing from the pain in his spine. “You bid your time…” 

“Abso-fuckin-lutely.” She grinned, eyes crazed, before using her quirk to pick him up again. This time, he wasn’t choking, but he couldn’t move. “And now, you must suffer the consequences.” 

She waltzed from the dorms to outside, dragging Todoroki behind her. When he passed the doors, he had to look away from the heat and the light, but when he opened his eyes, he felt tears swell. 

The main building of U.A. was up in crystal blue flames, with students and staff alike running out screaming and crying. Someone fell out of the windows, on fire and wailing the entire way down, and there was a sickening crack when they landed. The heat scorched his cheeks, and embers flew into his eyes and hair. When he opened his mouth to yell, he could taste the copper of blood on his tongue. He could see Midoriya and Ochako trying to fend off Toga, and Kirishima and Sero trying to restrain a Nomu, only to fail. 

He knew that even if he could make any noise, if he could move, if he could use his quirk, he wouldn’t be able to. The shock set in his bones, and he felt the weight of the world.  

“You know, they were supposed to come about a week from now.” YN waltzed across the burning grass, putting it out before she could burn her shoes. “But when they heard you were blackmailing me, they sped it up. Isn’t that sweet?” 

“How could you?” Todoroki managed to spit out. He saw the gentle smile on YN’s face, and he felt his heart snap. “They were...our friends…” 

“No. I mean, at first I was guilty. Actually, I really was guilty right up to when you found out. Then I realised that they didn’t really notice me.” She hummed, clearly in a good mood, with the terror and chaos around her. “Mina and Tooru kinda noticed. But they bought whatever I told them. They’re still good people, but they didn’t care that I clearly had something on my mind. Least of all you?” YN turned her head to look at Todoroki. “Did you know I used to have a crush on you? You didn’t so much as glance at me for the entire time before you found out.” 

She looked back forward, making her way to the swirling black mass. Kurogiri and Shigaraki stepped out, and when Shigaraki saw YN, he took to scratching his neck. “You didn’t fuck up.” He sounded surprised. 

“Nope!” YN chirped. “I’m ready to roll once this place is dust.” 

Shigaraki let out a dry laugh at her choice of words before looking over at Todoroki, who was trying to struggle. “You already had him?” 

“He was trying to ask me out.” YN crossed her arms. “So I just took advantage of the opportunity.” 

“Cool. Dabi’s already gotten the main school-” 

“Clearly.” YN piped in. 

“So the damage has been dealt. I just need to recall everyone.” Shigaraki gestured at Kurogiri, waving a lackadaisical hand. “Originally, I was just gonna leave you, actually.” 

“Wait, seriously?” YN grimaced, completely ignoring Todoroki’s squirming. 

“Yeah. But then he found you out.” He turned to Todoroki, who froze and glared at Shigaraki. “When are you gonna fight him?” 

“I dunno. I kinda wanted everyone to be here, but if we can’t make that work…” 

“Get it over with.” 

“You’re the boss.” YN shrugged, giving Todoroki only a moment to be afraid before crushing him against the nearest wall. His eyes were overshadowed by his hair for a moment when his entire body curled in pain, both against his will and YN’s quirk. He felt bile crawl up his throat, and spit came out when he coughed. 

“Y...YN...please…” He looked up at her, tears flowing down his cheeks and crushing sorrow on his face. “I know there’s good in you…you’re not a villain…” 

YN winced, and for a moment, she looked conflicted. Todoroki felt hope, his eyes widening, until the conflict was abruptly gone. In its place was rock-hard disgust and he was picked up again, before being smashed into the dirt. YN began throwing him violently, increasing the strength and rate of the hits. She didn’t stop until his head hung and he was panting. Blood was everywhere, and when he looked up at her, it was flowing into his eyes. 

“It’s not about good or evil anymore.” YN whispered. It was potent, even amongst all the chaos and noise. “There is no good or bad anymore. Just power.” 

YN looked almost deranged, eyes blown wide and panting heavily. Her hair had fallen into her face, and Shigaraki looked surprised, again. 

“Wow. Didn’t expect you to go loose.” 

“I hope it’s okay, sir.” YN let Todoroki fall, blowing the hair out of her face and composing herself. 

“Yeah, sure, whatever. I don’t care.” 

YN nodded and Kurogiri placed a hand on her shoulder. 

“You did well. Welcome to the League.” He watched YN give a huge smile, as though she didn’t just help slaughter an entire school, and rather had just been given a star spot in a play. 

“Thank you, sir! You won’t regret it!” 

“I’m sure we won’t.” Kurogiri nodded, looking sagely at the destruction and the approaching forms of Toga, Dabi, Spinner, and Twice. 

“I’m sure we won’t.” 

a/n: hi this took WAY too fucking long i am so sorry 🥴 i sabotage myself but anyway!! this was interesting to do bc i never really did a traitor!mc but i am a sucker for angst 🥴🥴