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Goosebumps

Keigo Takami x Gn! Reader

Hi, I made this while listening to Goosebumps by Travis Scott & Kendrick very great song I 🫶🏻 Kendrick, unfortunately this is kinda long at least in my opinion. Reader and Keigo are in a barley situationship also the theres some sexual tension towards the end. Enjoy!

Your relationship wasn't anything serious, hell it wasn't even a relationship by most people's standards. Hawks was always painted as a player or a bad boy, with a big ego and the raw skill to prove it, if only they knew. I mean they wouldn't be wrong, he was talented and a good hero at least at the start. He puffed his chest acting like the biggest man in the room. In some ways he was, he was the number two hero after all.

But being popular and wearing a mask doesn't stop him from being vulnerable. Behind it all he wasn't Hawks, he was Keigo, and that's the part of him only you can see. Despite his act, you know he's completely smitten by you. But, you seem to effortlessly glide through life although not completely unfazed by his advances. Every interaction with you sends his heart aflutter, yet you remain unfazed, your demeanor never faltering. You know about guys like him, at least you thought you did. It's like a game of cat and mouse, with Hawks desperately trying to win your affection while you remain just out of reach.

He seems to go to great lengths to impress you, it's honestly embarrassing, in a cute way, whether it's showering you with gifts and compliments or acting cocky to impress. Yet, you always seem to brush it off with a nonchalant smile, leaving him both frustrated and captivated by you.

The Pro-hero gala was in full swing, a display of glamour that seemed to reflect Japan's admiration for its mighty protectors. Keigo, as expected, was the center of attention, effortlessly charming the crowd with his very presence. As you made your way through the bustling venue, you couldn't help but be amazed at the sight. It was rare for someone like you, who worked behind the scenes as a secretary at a pro-hero agency, to be invited to such an exclusive event. But tonight, you were ready to make the most of it. And then, amidst the sea of capes, masks, and hero’s partners, you spotted him—Keigo, looking every bit as striking as he did in the headlines. He was surrounded by admirers, his trademark smirk never faltering as he regaled them with tales of his latest exploits. "Yeah, but I can't take all the credit those little sidekicks put in the work." He says as his admirers look at him like he hung the stars in the sky.

You tried to walk by without catching too much attention especially not his, sadly that wasn't going to be an option for you. One of his fangirls pushed you trying to get closer to him, causing you to be chest-to-chest with Keigo. Damn it.

Hawks looked down at you in shock, his eyes lighting up with recognition. "Well, if it isn't [Your Name]," he said, his voice laced with a hint of surprise. "What's someone like you doing at a fancy shindig like this?"

You chuckled, feeling a surge of cockiness despite your earlier nerves. "Oh, you know, just thought I'd mingle with the heroes for a change," you replied casually, trying to keep your composure in the presence of the number two hero. To your surprise, the Hawks didn't seem to mind you bumping into him. Instead, he flashed you a charming grin. "Well, I'm glad you decided to grace us with your presence," he said, his tone playful. "I was starting to think tonight couldn't get any better, but here you are," he said, his voice low and smooth.

You couldn't help but laugh at his playful charm. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Hawks," you teased, feeling a warmth spreading through you at his words. He leaned in closer, the scent of his cologne enveloping you. "Everywhere, you say? I might have to test that theory," he replied, his breath brushing against your ear in a way that sent shivers down your spine. Your heart raced at the suggestive tone in his voice, but you didn't back down, you couldn't. "Well, you'll have to catch me first," you shot back, a playful challenge in your tone. You couldn't let him win too easily.

Hawks grinned, his confidence never wavering. "Oh, I intend to," he said, his eyes locking with yours in a silent promise.

And with that, he extended his hand, "Care to dance?"

And just like that, you found yourself swept up in the gala, dancing the night away with Hawks by your side. No, not Hawks, Keigo, the night was shaping up to be far more than just another run-in with Keigo. Tonight, you weren't just a bystander in his world—you were a part of it, if only for a fleeting moment.

[loloslaystheday]

Hush-Hush

pairing: keigo takami(hawks) x reader

prompt: a knight and a princess. what can go wrong?

warning/s: lil bit of spiciness like a lil HAH if you squint js a lil bit. oh, there’s age gaps and ages up characters too(shoto and reader are 18 and 19 in that order)

notes: I HATE THE WORD PANTIES THATS WHY I SAID DRAWS OR UNDERWEAR THAT WORD IS SO UGHHHH

anyways idk i was feeling the need to write and didn’t wanna work on my other works and then i snapped my fingers and said ‘yes’ when i thought of this. so enjoy.

never did you think you’d be betraying your father like this.

but his captivating golden eyes and charming smile always caught your attention from across the room. you’re sure you could even spy him from across the kingdom with his peculiar red cape.

maybe he wants to look fancier? better overall?

well, in your opinion, he always looked good. especially right now.

his head cocked to the side like a curious bird and his sharp gaze burning into yours.

“quiet, princess.”

the way he seethes the title has you shuddering and squeezing your plush thighs together as he leans in closer to whisper in your ear.

“i’m not above teaching you a lesson your father never could.” he grumbled, voice low and rumbling. you could feel it pulsing through you and send another sharp shiver up your spine before he pushes off the wall and walks away.

“princess.” a polite voice greets. a contrast to keigo.

you’re forced to tear your eyes away from your noble knight to see who’s called to you.

“the prince is ready to see you.”

you raised an eyebrow. right. the prince.

what an inconvenience.

but you followed anyway. you could defy your father in private, but in front of the entire kingdom? you’d surely be beheaded, forget being his only daughter.

“the princess has arrived.”

you immediately set your eyes on the king. he was towering, icy blue eyes glaring at you as soon as you stepped into the room like he already thought you weren’t good enough.

but you held your head high and walked with grace.

when you reached the table, he eventually looked away instead to look at the door as it opened and shut.

“ah, yes.” your father stood up immediately. you swallowed. “the best knight in our kingdom.”

“father, why must he be here?” you asked through clenched teeth.

“princesses don’t talk like that.” your mother said with a stern glare. “speak clearly.”

“well, what’s so wrong with having a guest? i thought you liked him.” your father said. he raised a brow at your reaction and glanced at your mother.

“is that right?” keigo smiled at you, an innocent little grin from the outside looking in. from your perspective, it looked so much different.

“my son.” sir todoroki gestured across the table to a boy who looked sort of similar. the left side of his hair was red and his eye was the same icy blue. “shoto.”

“oh, yes, this is our daughter.” your father gestured to you proudly. “she’s a catch, isn’t she?”

“sure.”

“shoto.”

he glared at sir. todoroki from across the table before turning right back to your father.

“yes, i would fuck your daughter.”

“excuse us.” sir. todoroki stood up immediately, his chair scratching against the floor at the speed in which he got up.

he waved shoto to follow and he did so without hesitation.

“i.. assume they’ll be a while.” your mother mumbled. she glanced at your father and nodded off to another room. “we have to go chat, too. be good.”

you nodded obediently. they walked away and out of the dining hall within the next minute which left you and keigo alone.

“so, you like me, huh?” he asked.

“i haven’t a clue what you’re on about.” you said pompously.

“now, why would the king lie?” your eyes flickered over to him as he inched ever closer. “unless it’s not him that’s lying.” keigo gripped your jaw and turned your head to face him. “are you lying, princess?”

there were many possibilities depending on the answer you decided to reply with. which would be worse? if you said ‘yes’ or ‘no’?maybe he’d suffice with an ‘i don’t know’.

“well?”

“no.” you tore your gaze away from him and whipped your head around to the right. “princesses do not lie.”

“you must be a shitty princess.” he muttered. you immediately turned to glare at him.

“excuse me?”

“i mean, you do a lot of stuff you’re not supposed to.”

“and i suppose you’re the perfect knight.” you eyed him up and down and scoffed. “ridiculous.”

truthfully, you didn’t have to listen to this. you didn’t have to let him talk to you that way.

but you liked it. you liked how he looked at you while he spoke, and the stupidly attractive grin he always wore.

“everyone’s gone.” he says. you can feel his breath fanning your ear as he places a soft kiss on the right side of your neck. “you can drop the act.”

he doesn’t have to say another word.

you’re already at your feed before you can stop yourself, head jerked to the side as you drag him into a heated kiss.

and it’s your first, but you feel like it’s all worth it.

his hands find your waist in an instant and he’s lifting you up to crash back down on the red oak dining table.

he flips your skirt out of the way and thanks the heavens you’re not wearing a corset or a petticoat. he puts his hands on your hips, tugging you into his own and deepening the kiss.

it’s the moment you’ve craved for the longest, and now it’s finally happening. in the least romantic setting, but the passion is most definitely there.

he pulls away to stare into your eyes and presses his forehead to yours.

“tell me how much you want me.” you say breathlessly. he smirks, hand finding purchase on your thigh and inching upward.

“i’m no good with words. how ‘bout i show you?”

he cocks his head to the side like a curious child. in your eyes, you’re in no position to deny, even though realistically you are.

but as if you would.

with the way he kissed your neck and chest, his free hand reaching back to untie your dress as the other hooked around the hem of your underwear to tug them down to your ankles.

your hands hooked around his neck, not having much to do with him having most if not all of the control over the situation. your moans and quiet whimpers were enough for him to keep focused.

“so pretty.” he mumbled against your shoulder. he pulled back just to look into your eyes. “but you’re so bad.”

“i’m not bad. i’m difficult.” you corrected sarcastically. he shook his head.

“looks like you needa be taught how to behave.”

[fishflop-00]

Hawks as a girl dad

Hawks who will sing her to sleep and make sure shes fully asleep before stopping

Hawks who will try and always fail at her hair. He just cant seem to get it right

“im sorry! I don’t know what im doing!”

Hawks who when she becomes a teen will teach her how to do make up (especially eyeliner)

Hawks who loves having his little baby girl fall asleep on him when shes really little

Hawks who cries when she goes into kindergarten for the first time

Hawks who when its raining he covers his little girl with his wings

Hawks who also warms her with his wings when shes really cold

Hawks who when his little girl gets wings we is the happiest thing in the world

“OMG DO YOU SEE THIS?! WINGS! JUST LIKE MINE!”

Hawks who gets every milestone of his kid on camera in fear of forgetting it

Hawks who covers his daughters face im public when shes little

Hawks who will stop anything to help his little girl

Hawks who hates bringing her into the agency because he knows everyone trying to talk to her is overwhelming

Hawks who doesn’t let her watch his villain fights till shes older

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"It was never meant to go this far."

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Hawks knew that this job would take a heavy toll on him, and he knew that his most recent mission would be one of the hardest jobs he would take on during his career. And yet here he was, sitting in the middle of an elegantly decorated room, laughing with you and the other members of the league.  But something was different about you, when you spoke his voice quietened, attention fully on you and what you were about to say. When Hawks looked at the other villains he saw a cold-blooded killer, a person who would gladly harm another innocent human being for their own selfish gain, but looking at you was a different story. Sure, you had done all those things before, but he couldn’t help but look at you differently, and he didn’t know why. ‘Why were they so different?’ He would think as he looked over at you, smiling and joking around with Bubaigawara. His own feelings were getting in the way of the mission, and he hated himself for it. He knew what was coming, he knew what all of this was for, but how could he stop himself from being near you when you were so perfect? On some nights Hawks would patrol around the villa, hoping to spot you. On some nights he was successful, and you and him would take long walks together. Nothing would happen, of course, but just talking to you made his night a more peaceful one. Behind his mask of a permanent lazed smile was a schoolboy who would carefully think about every little thing you said to him. Hawks tried his best to supress his feelings for you, his wishful thinking that one day you could be redeemed, but it was so hard to do that when you sat with him one night and told him about your past. It wasn’t new to him, most villains did have bad upbringings, but his own home life was no better than theirs, and Hawks was indeed no villain. Yet he still used your background to justify ‘redeeming’ you. He knew it had gone too far when you laid in his arms, your own wrapped around his waist and drifted off to sleep. For a few moments it was peaceful bliss to Kiego, but he knew it couldn’t last. He sat with you for hours, cradling you as if you were a small babe in his arms as the sun rose. Today was the day, the day the heroes would storm the villa and attempt to finally rid the world of the Paranormal liberation front. His eyes glanced at his watch, it now showing the time ‘6:47’ in bright red. Hawks knew that if he wasn’t going to do what he had to do then he wouldn’t do it at all. For one last time he looked down at your sleeping figure nestled closely to his now trembling body as he swiftly plucked one of his feathers, it had sharpened into a sword-like weapon. Your quirk, much like Bubaigawara’s, would be far too much of hassle for the heroes to deal with. It would be better for him to do this, he thought as his grip tightened. His eyes grazed over you one last time before dragging the sharp feather across your throat. ‘It was never meant to go this far.’ Hawks didn’t know how long he had been holding your cold body, but it was long enough for his clothes to be drenched in your blood. His eyes only left your figure when he heard the door violently slam open, Bubaigawara running into the room with a panicked expression. Hawks could see the turmoil Twice was going through as he saw the scene before him, one of his dearest friends now dead and being cradled in their murderers’ arms. Twice’s mask began to stain with tears as he yelled at the man who had betrayed his trust, hurling cruel words and insults at hawks. Hawks gently placed your body on the ground before standing up, his sharpened feather still being clutched in his shaking hand. He glared coldly at Twice, remembering what he was there for. “It was never meant to go this far”

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❀𖧷 Sweet Intoxication 𖧷❀

❀𖧷 Hawks x Reader Pairing 𖧷❀

❀ This is part 2 to Sweet Oblivion! Read P.1 Here

❀ Synopsis:

After the little night shared between Keigo and Y/n, the two seem to find themselves entranced. Keigo a little more than he’d like to admit. To the point where… he wouldn’t mind making a point to his sister in a very sinful manner.

❀ Genre:

College AU, no quirks, drug dealer/Frat boy Hawks kinda, etc.

❀ Content warning:

Scummy Hawks/somewhat fluffy, practically pure smut/Somewhat plot, filth, drug use, oral receiving and giving, tummy bulge, kissing, exhibition, voyeurism, dirty talk, degradation/praise, unprotected sex, masturbation, cream pie, etc.

(Not proofread, sorry!)

❀ Word Count:

24.4k words!

Wind softly pushed your hair back. You leaned your cheek on the dashboard. Looking outside the passenger window. Pushing the button to make the window go up and down. 

Keigo passed you a glance, noticing the way you were shaking slightly. Keigo smiled at you, “Don’t worry, everyone will love you.” He put a hand to the back of your head, caressing your hair. “Just like I do.” You blinked at the road, a small pout on your lips. 

You hated parties. 

“I know, but I’m still-“ 

“Don’t worry, Y/n.” He reassured, annoyed by the amount of times he had said it. “You’ll be fine.” You noticed how he said it through grit teeth. Making you pull up the window all the way. 

You quinted your eyes, biting your bottom lip and slowly nodding your head. Leaning on the car window and sighing, “Okay, fine.” You said in defeat. “I trust you.” You meekly whispered. You looked outside, watching as trees passed by. 

Why did you even agree to come? You didn’t even like parties. 

You thickly swallowed when you knew you arrived at the house. A few young and clothless women sitting down on the lawn. Two people making out on the patio, a few friends conversing, and the everlasting sound of bass booming some random song. You turned away from the window, looking at your phone. Trying to distract yourself. 

You could feel the eruption of butterflies in your stomach. A feeling which you actually hated. However, it was something you had to get used to once you and Keigo officially started dating. 

Keigo parked the car, removing the key and turning to you. Seeing how you were playing with the fabric of your skirt.

This made him deeply inhale, leaning his head back for a second. Then, moving his golden eyes to you, “Y/n.” 

You turned to him, sweet, big, and innocent eyes staring into his eyes. “I promise, you’re going to like it.” He slowly said, “You’re with me.” He gave you an iconic smile, dimples prominent and motivating. 

You just huffed, turning away from him. “And, this won’t be like last time?..” You practically whispered, looking away from him.

Kiego took a moment to respond, his mouth opening then closing. Taking in a deep breath and trying to phrase his words perfectly. “Last time.. Last time was an accident.” He slowly moved his hand to your thigh, giving a reassuring squeeze. “And, after she tried doing that, I shoved her into a pool.” 

You looked back at him, biting the inside of your cheek to suppress a smile and giggle. Nodding your head and pressing your glossy lips together. 

However, that feeling disappeared. “Hawks.” You softly said. 

He hated when you called him that. 

You opened your mouth, pausing before softly speaking. “If anything like that happens…” You bit your lip, slightly bothered to say it, but you forced it out. “..I’m- I’m leaving.” 

“You didn’t bring a car, yo-“ 

“I’ll get an Uber.” You said, big sparkly eyes trained on him. Your voice is sharp despite its soft tone. It caught Kiego off guard. 

It had been close to eight months since the two of you first slept together. And it had been close to six months since the two of you officially started dating. 

Which, you don’t even know how the two of you had lasted that long. It seemed like the only good thing about your relationship was the sex. Sure, the two of you weren’t bickering every day or had absolutely nothing in common. It’s just, it felt like there wasn’t really a romantic connection. 

It kinda hurt your feelings. 

And if anything, it felt like you were holding Keigo back from getting with other women. It felt like the relationship you had with him was a chore for Keigo. Something he had to constantly worry about, when he really didn’t want to. 

Almost as if the only thing holding him back from hooking up with other women was.. he didn’t want to deal with the argument that would ensue between the both of you. And, it hurts. Really bad. 

However, -despite how timid you came off- you always made sure to voice this. 

Despite your kind and slightly reserved nature- you didn’t let him do anything disrespectful to you or your relationship with him. If you felt he was rude or just stupid with emotions, you’d leave. The amount of times you’ve left him on read, threaten to call quits, or even just blocked him on everything was- insane. (Of course, it was always a tear filled experience every time you did so.)

It was only of the things that surprised Keigo once the two of you started dating. 

No matter what, you’ve always noticed Keigo’s questionable behavior towards women. Actually, you’ve gone as far to call him out on it. Called him an attention whore, despite claiming you would never use foul language in your life. (It made you feel dirty.)

Women and Keigo’s action was the reason for many of your disagreements. Of course, you’re still too sweet and kind about it. Despite putting up boundaries and requests you were always extremely sensitive and emotional. Tears brimming your eyes and falling with every word you threw at him. Explaining why his actions hurt or just weren’t… okay. 

 Keigo brought the worst out of you. 

The two of you adored each other, yes.

You two adored the interactions you had together, yes.

Loved the moments you shared together, yes.

Loved the sex, yes.

And it hurt Keigo to see you cry, yes. 

But damn, you were the only person who didn’t put up with Keigo’s bullshit. Which sucked, because you were the only person who he wanted to put up with his bullshit. And, that’s just not you. 

Still…

There were still moments where he wished he just broke it off with you, but he learned to get over those moments. He learned to calm down and express his emotions. Learn to communicate with you and talk about the situation. To help better explain what happened and how next time it could be avoided. 

Geez, look at him! Being a good boyfriend for you!

Of course, it always ended the same way- you lied down on his bed or backseat of his car, looking at him with doe eyes as he fucked your mouth. Legs spread as he split you open with his cock. His tongue licking away the salty tears that fell down your face as you babbled about how good his cock was. 

It was your way of rewarding his good behavior. A way of showing him, talking about emotions and misunderstandings was a good thing. Praising him for speaking to you respectfully and kindly. Your perfect smile and eyes giving him validation. A positive thing. 

So, was he doing it for a good reason?... Debatable. 

But, he was still communicating! And, that’s better than nothing! You surely appreciated both things!

Still… Keigo wasn’t perfect. He still had moments where he’d just shut you up in a different way, rather than communicating. Because, if there was one thing that could make you quiet- it was your lust for Keigo. 

You smiled at Keigo, tilting your head to the side and patting his shoulder. “Okay?” You meekly said, voice slightly embarrassed by bringing it up. 

Unfortunately. This was one of those moments. 

Kiego felt his eye twitch before his hand left your thigh and grabbed your cheeks. Bringing you close to his face and giving you a sadistic smile, his eyes dilated and wide. Trained on you. 

Your eyes were wide, open and darting all over him. Your face is heated up and confused. Then, without second thought he was forcing you into a kiss. You tensed, letting out a small squeak. Fingers flexing as you jumped, trying to pull back only to meet his other hand pressed to the back of your neck. 

Hawks noticed, smiling into the kiss and tilting his head. Keeping his golden eyes open and trained on you, watching the way your shoulders slowly dropped. He just forced you into a deeper kiss. His eyebrows knitting together, eyes sharpening. Watching your every move. 

You gasped, giving Keigo the advantage of inside your mouth. He pushed forward, forcing you back. Swirling his tongue around yours, the small metal bead inside cooling your tongue. Soon enough, your eyebrows knit together, your lashes fluttering closed. Moaning as his hand went into your hair. 

You tilted your head to the side, feeling your body melt into his. Your hands tensed then relaxed reaching for his shirt. Trying to stabilize yourself.  A small moan of satisfaction leaving your occupied lips, “Mhm.” 

Keigo smiled, closing his eyes and enjoying the kiss himself. Feeling as you slowly started to become desperate. Yet, Keigo didn’t give in. He kept the kiss to his pace. Slow and hot. Tongue following yours teasingly.

He pulled away, a small string of saliva snapping as he did so. Keigo gave you a charming smile, taking his hand off you and leaving the other on your neck. Slowly sliding it to your cheek as you tried catching your breath. He tilted his head up, looking down at you with a cocky smile. Then, slapping your cheek gently before speaking. “There you go! Good for you to loosen up.” He reached for the car handle, but felt you grab his wrist. 

“Kei, I’m being serious here.” You leaned over the center conceal, tilting your head and smiling at him innocently. That smile that Keigo loves all too much. “Don’t make me feel like a dummy.” You scrunched your nose cutely, then let go of his hand. Pressing a strand of hair behind your ear. 

Keigo swallowed, blinking at you and fixing his sleeve. Feeling his character slip for a second, because he knew- you were being dead serious. He tried covering up with a nod and charming smile, but you were already looking away from him. Looking outside the window and waiting for him to open the door for you. 

Keigo nodded his head, pushing the door open and walking to your side of the car. Opening the door and standing in front of you. Giving you some privacy once exiting the vehicle. He didn’t want you flashing your panties at random horny boys. 

You slid out of the car, cautious of your skirt. (Which wasn’t even covering anything, to be honest.) Then grabbing onto Keigo, giving him a sweet smile and letting him assist you on getting out of the vehicle. He shut the door, looking at you and smiling. 

A fake smile, but a smile nonetheless. 

It took him a moment, but he finally did muster the courage to speak. “I’ve always wanted to do something like this.” 

You looked at him, tilting your head. Eyes shiny and squinted at him accusingly. “Do what?” You pressed. 

He smiled at you. Pulling you in by your waist. Having you pressed directly to his side. Keigo was bent down slightly, so he could press his cheek to yours. “I’ve always wanted to have a little puppy by my side while I sell candy.” 

You blinked at him innocently, slowly nodding your head. Looking forward and pressing your lips together. You learned to accept Keigo was a drug dealer. However, you couldn’t help but feel out of place when he spoke or sold them. Talking about carts or amounts. You could never wrap your head around it. Nevertheless, Keigo still loved to have you around when he sold them.

Hawks always loved the idea about having his little play thing with him while he sold stuff. Showing off another thing people wanted yet, couldn’t have. Yet, he never did. 

Wait, let me correct myself. 

Hawks had never found anyone to do it with. It was always a matter of no one met up to his standards. Every girl he even considered, has always been at least used somehow. Whether that be because someone’s slept or dated her. He didn’t want that. 

He wanted someone innocent and untouched. Someone no one knew or heard.  Someone no one had. Something just for him and him alone. Something for him to show and tell, like a little trophy. A cute, slutty, trophy of course! 

And then, there you were. 

A pretty little thing made just for him. 

Of course, you fit his expectations perfectly. You had a few imperfections, like constantly bickering at him. But, Hawks still adored you. Far more than he’d like to admit. Even if you were up his ass about his actions and women.

Still, he loved you. 

But, that didn’t matter right now. What did, was selling all the candy on him. And, he really needed to do that. 

❀𖧷❀𖧷❀𖧷❀𖧷❀𖧷❀𖧷❀❀ꕥ❀𖧷❀𖧷𖧷❀𖧷❀𖧷𖧷❀𖧷

Hawks was… irritated, to say the least. 

The loud music, random people, most of all- Victoria. Hawks couldn’t stand her around friends, let alone around you. Victoria did everything in her power to jab at you. Considering how hung up she was about Hawks. 

And, it was proving to be difficult when you didn’t even know what she was doing was supposed to be bad. How she was purposfully trying to get under your skin for fucking the man she wanted. 

For example;

Trying to give you alcohol, making fun of you when you refused, recalling her and Hawks sexy affairs, calling you adorable, (in a degrading manner) speaking to you in a baby tone, and asking if you’ve done drugs. Then, making fun of you when you said you weren’t much of a fan of them. 

All of which happened in close to an hour. 

Yet, none of it was getting to you. You just had an adorable smile while you happily spoke to her. Making her look like an idiot and asshole. While everyone was absolutely adoring you with every breath you took.

Maybe that was adding to Hawks’ irritation. The fact that you were getting way more attention than he was. With every word and movement you made. Somehow everyone’s eyes were trained on you. Hanging onto every word you were saying. 

The way a crowd of people were listening to every word that left your mouth. Small giggled and “Yeah! I’m a student here!”! While you took sips of your pink lemonade. 

Actually, that part didn’t bother Hawks all that much. What did..

Was men openly talking about how they would fuck you. Trying to get your number or socials. Worst of all, they did it directly in front of Hawks. Like, they were trying to bother him. Actually, they were trying to bother him. 

Of course, you’re an Angel. Quite oblivious to the situation and refusing all their advances and repeating like a broken record- ‘I’m currently in a relationship with Keigo!’ With a cute and innocent smile.

Yet, he couldn’t help but notice the way you hesitated to say that everytime it was needed. How you would press a strand of hair out of your face to better view the men in front of you. Face heating up with every word and praise shot at you. 

Now that was bothering Hawks.

Yet, none of that could compare -or justify- to what Victoria was doing now. Because, for once- she was actually getting on your nerves. She was propped on Hawks’ lap, one leg crossed over the other as she had her head turned to Hawks. Trying to smile cutely. 

Which couldn’t compare to your smile. 

Her eyes were fixated on his gold chain. A manicured hand coming close and playing with it. Her other one grabbing onto Hawks’ arm, trying to keep herself stabilized and close. 

Victoria’s eyes would wonder to you every now and then. Only to see you on your phone smiling innocently or talking to another person with admiration written on your face. You were like a cute puppy. 

One that couldn’t be touched or bothered. 

Which was annoying her. Well, that wasn’t the only thing annoying her. 

Hawks was too. 

Hawks just kept his head to the side, his eyes trained on a random cabinet. Which seemed to be stained with some bleach. Or just whoever painted it did a terrible job. Thankfully it wasn’t his house so he didn’t have to look at it forever. Just until this slut got off of him. 

The worst part was… 

“Keigo?” You kindly asked, keeping your eyes trained ahead of you. Despite there being nothing there. “A-are you going to do something?..” Your voice was so sweet compared to the intent of it. You were obviously embarrassed. Taking a small sip of the strawberry lemonade in your red solo cup. Not bothered to pass him a glance as he spoke. 

Keigo felt a jab in his heart. 

You had to sit right next to him while Victoria was on him. Now, Keigo would shove Victoria off him, he really would. Hell, Keigo would do anything you asked- but…

He absolutely loved the attention. He loved the attention women gave him. Of course, the only person Keigo actually wanted was- you. However, he still enjoyed the time women gave him. Even if he didn’t treat them kindly. 

You knew this. You knew Victoria was trying to bother you. (You had a small grasp of it after a long conversation about women's tricks with Rumi. Even if you still didn’t really get it.) And, you were determined to not let it bother you. A determined expression written on your face. You did steal the man she wanted after all. 

Yet, despite this, you couldn’t help but give him the side eye. Piercing right into his whole being. 

He shivered. 

You looked forward again, feeling a small pain in your chest by seeing this girl on top of your boyfriend. The way he was so casual about it, not caring to do anything.

You bit your bottom lip, stopping it from quivering and feeling your eyes water. You put your elbow on your leg, resting your face in the palm of your hand. Trying to discreetly blink rapidly as you looked away from your boyfriend. You ended up closing your eyes and breathing deeply. 

You didn’t even want to be here. 

You forced a smile and stood up, leaving your cup on the ground and dusting your outfit off. You looked at him smiling, clasping your hands together and saying, “I’m getting an Uber.” And with that, you were walking away. Trying to make yourself smaller as you walked through the crowd of people. 

Hawks rolled his eyes, groaning softly. He grabbed his drink and took a final swig, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Then, trying to see where you went off to. Tilting his head to the side, trying to see if that would help his frame of vision. 

“You know.” Victoria started, making Hawks’ golden eyes snap to her. “You could just forget she existed for a night.” She leaned closer, grabbing his face and bringing it to hers. “I know how up-tight girls can be, so- if you were ever with me. I’d let you do whatever you want.” She smiled, “I’d let you fuck whoever you want.”

Hawks smiled, leaning in even closer. “Get off of me.” 

She smiled, biting her bottom lip and feeling her eyes get heavy. “Make me.” 

His eyebrows shot up, a small laugh leaving his lips. Before he grabbed her face, turning it to the side and giving a taunting kiss on her cheek. He smiled, “I promise you Victoria, you will never be good enough to date me.” And with that, he stood up, letting Victoria drop to the floor and waking after you. Waving goodbye and chuckling at the sight. 

Like he’d ever leave you for a slut like that. 

Hawks walked in your direction, trying to see where you went. Maybe, you already left the house. Yet, it was too soon for an Uber to be here yet. So, you either had to be waiting outside or inside. Obviously. 

Hawks grabbed a random girl, smiling at her and asking- “Hey, have you seen my girlfriend?” She blinked at him, a small blush coming over her features before nodding her head. 

“The girl that was sitting on your lap?”

Damn, that was a slap to the face. 

“No.” 

“The girl you were sitting next to?” 

He grimaced, nodding his head. “Mhm.” 

She pulled back, tilting her head to the stairs. Pointing to it, “I think she's in the restroom or bedroom?..” She bit her lip, “I’m not entirely sure though.” 

He nodded, saying a small thank you and moving up the stairs. His eyes peering at every door.

You sighed, leaning back on the soft bed. Waiting for the Uber app to notify you that your ride was here. Which shouldn’t take too long. Luckily the person actually was coming to this party for another person who ended up canceling. Which was convenient. Actually, the person said that even if you canceled he’s sure another person would request his services. 

Nevertheless, you were still somewhat bored. Playing a random game on your phone while you kicked your feet back and forth. 

“Y/n.” 

You looked over your shoulder, then forward again. Continuing the game on your phone, hearing the door click shut. Then clicking again, Kiego locked the door. 

You squinted your eyes, hurt. Forcing out words as you tried not to cry.“Honey, I hope you know I’m not going back out until my rides here.” 

He nodded, walking the bed and laying down on it with you. Watching as you played this stupid game. “I know.” 

You gave him the side eye, wanting to stay quiet but ended up speaking anyway. “So, why are you here?” You softly asked, hating how rude your question was despite your tone. You hated being mad at Keigo. 

He tilted his head, giving you a kind smile. A fake one, but a kind one. “Can’t I be around my beautiful girlfriend?” 

You cutely huffed and looked back at your phone, pausing the game and opening the Uber app. Trying to see how much longer until your ride was here. You sighed when you saw you still had at least twenty more minutes. 

“Can you give me some space..” you quietly started. “I don't wanna’.. do anything- sexual.” You whispered, going through your phone settings. Which seemed to be so interesting for the time being. 

“You want me to leave?” Keigo asked nonchalantly. Yet, you couldn’t help but notice how his eyebrows were scrunched slightly. Like, he was hurt.

You pressed your lips together, chewing on your bottom lip comfortingly. You slowly inhaled, “No but,” you stopped, trying to think of your words before speaking again. “I know what you’re going to do.” You said. 

Keigo put his hand to your hair, rubbing your head. He scooted closer to you, forcing your noses to touch your screen. Softly asking you, “What am I going to do?” 

You didn’t say anything, just put your phone down. Looking at him with glossy eyes. God, and he was the reason. You sighed and stuffed your face into a pillow. Mumbling a small, ‘You always do this.’ Trying to hide the tears and emotions you were feeling.

Despite the small guilt he felt in his stomach, Keigo smiled and put a hand to the lower part of your back, massaging it lightly. Trying to comfort you. Even if he wasn’t the best at doing it. 

“You apologize like you mean it,” you started, tilting your head up slightly. “Say you love me, how it hurts you to hurt me, and how you don’t mean it.” You pressed your lips together slightly, suppressing the whimpers wanting to escape your throat. “Then you go off and do it all over again. Like,” You shakily inhaled, “Like, I just don’t matter.” 

You rapidly blinked your eyes, “Do I not matter enough? Am I not that..” Your lip quivered, “..important?..”

“Y/n, you know it’s not like that.” He started, moving his hand up slightly. “You’re the only person who-“ 

You laughed lightly, making him pause. You sighed dreamily, enjoying the sensation Keigo was giving you and continuing. “I know why you do this.” You softly said, turning your head so you could see Keigo. “All of our talks or arguments, how you always kiss me when you don’t want to talk.” Your eyes were on him, making him feel small. “How each argument ends the same..” You sighed, letting your eyes wander away.

“I know you do it just because you gain something in the end.” You closed your eyes, feeling them water. Biting your bottom lip to try and suppress the tears from falling. Your throat feels tense because of how it’s closing. However, you still forced your next words out. Despite how much they hurt, “I-I know you’re using me.” 

You stayed like that, eyes shut while the tears you were suppressing fell down your face. Making you feel embarrassed. You couldn’t even express how you felt without crying. 

So much for trying to make it seem like it didn’t bother you. 

It worried you that Keigo didn’t say anything. How his hand stilled and completely left your body after a while. The only sound in the room was the muffled sound of trashy music from downstairs. Honestly, it gave you some form of nostalgia. 

Like, the first time you and Keigo were in a room alone. 

After a while you decided to slowly opened your eyes. Slightly worried he might’ve left, due to his choice of silence. 

Yet, you didn’t. Expect what was the actual reason. 

For once, you saw Keigo. The real side of him. The side he hid away from everyone. The side he hid away from you. 

His eyes were wide and glossy, his lips parted slightly, like he wanted to say something. Yet, he couldn’t find the energy to do it. He ended up closing his mouth, giving a soft heart warming smile and putting his hand on your cheek. His thumb rubbing it soothingly. 

“Y/n.” He softly started, wiping your tears away. Something he only really did when the two of you were engaging in indecent acts. So, to say this reaction was surprising was an understatement. “Ask me how many people I’ve dated in college.” He paused, thinking for a moment. “And highschool.” He said, waiting for your words. 

When they didn’t come he just gave you a reassuring smile. “Go on, this isn’t a trick question.” He reassured, biting back a laugh. And despite you not wanting to- it made you smile. 

“How many?..” You whispered, bring your hand to play with his bangs. Seeing the way he melted into your hand. Which made you hyper aware of how he was acting. 

He slowly inhaled, “I haven’t dated anyone before you.” He softly uttered, “You’re the only girl I’ve ever..” He paused, trying to think of the right words. “Wanted to myself.” He grabbed you quickly, bringing you into a hug. “Call me selfish, sure.” He laughed, “And yeah, I’m not always the best boyfriend with the best intentions.” He smiled, “And sometimes I see some beautiful women and can’t help but-“ 

“You’re losing me Keigo, Honey.” You remarked.

He softly laughed, placing his face into your hair. Making you playfully roll your eyes. “I’m just trying to be honest here, Y/n.” He remarked, making you try to push him away but he just kept you into his arms. Your face pressed into his chest. “Y/n, at the end of the day I know, you’re the only one I want.” He kissed your hair, smelling your sweet perfume. Something that made him feel safe and comforted. 

“You’re the only right thing in my life.” 

You felt your eyes widen, surprised by his words. For the jerk Keigo was, you could confidently say- you didn’t expect him to ever say anything like that. He couldn’t even hold your hand in public without expressing how ‘affectionate’ it was. Now, Keigo was expressing his love for you? 

Where did the Hawks you know go?

You pulled back to look at him, feeling your tears stop. “Really?” You asked innocently, your eyes wide and glossy. Desperation and hope littered in your voice. 

He just smiled at you. A real smile where his dimples were prominent and the corner of his eyes wrinkled. Keigo nodded, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Yes, really.” 

You looked down, smiling to yourself. “Alright, I-I trust you.” You placed your hands in his jacket, hugging him. Hearing his heart beat in his chest. Humming once you felt his hands hug you back. Engulfing you into a nice warm hug. 

“Y/n?” 

You took a moment to look at him, enjoying the sweet act between the two of you. Then, finally tilting your head up at him and smiling. You could feel his heart speed up slightly. 

“Mhm.” 

“Nothing,” He brushed a piece of hair out of your face. “Just wanted to see your face.” 

He just brought his head closer to yours, making you instinctively close your eyes. Waiting for him to kiss you. Except, it never happened. You slowly opened your eyes, your face burning with embarrassment. 

“Why would you-“ 

“Can I kiss you?” He said, making you seize your words. Your eyes widened, blinking at him dumbfounded. “You’re really pretty and- I just really want to kiss you.” 

You parted your lips, smiling. “Who are you and what did you do with my Keigo?” You felt your eyes flutter as his hands landed on your cheeks, cupping your face and bringing you close to his face. 

“Y/n, please. Can I kiss you?” You felt the lower half of your stomach turn. His breathy and almost whiny tone hitting a part of your brain you didn’t know existed. Seeing the way his face was dusted in red. The tips of his ears are burning in the same color. 

You felt a shiver move down your back as you but your lip, nodding your head. “Yes, mystery man. Please kiss me.” You thickly swallowed, feeling him press his lips to yours. Feeling his hands continue to caress your face, his lips moving in perfect syinc with yours. 

You don’t know if you were dazed or losing your mind but, you could’ve sworn you heard Keigo moan. A soft and whiny moan. One of desperation and accomplishment. Like, he had never kissed you before. His lips moved quickly against yours, tasting the sweet drink on your lips. Contrasting perfectly against the bitter alcohol he was drinking not too long ago. 

He pulled back, eyes fluttering with a dreamy feel. A soft content sigh leaving his lips. He had a goofy smile, “Have I ever told you how good you taste?” He pressed a quick kiss to yours lips, “You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.” 

You smiled, feeling your skin heat up. “Stop, Kei.” 

His eyebrows shot up, “Kei?” He softly questioned, putting his hands to your waist and pulling you closer to him. “That’s new?” You rolled your eyes playfully, running your hands over his face softly. 

“What? Can’t a guy just tell his girlfriend how much he lov-“ 

His eyes widened. 

So did yours.

Once again, the room fell silent. The only thing to be heard with the muffled music from down stairs. Your cheeks burning as you thickly swallowed, trying to supress the smile on your lips. Unfortunately, you were failing miserably. “You love me?” 

“Y/n, don’t.”

“Is that what you were going to say? That you love me?” 

Now Kiego’s cheeks were burning. 

“I- ignore me.” 

You shook your head quickly. “I could never ignore you.” You pressed your lips to his, slowly moving your lips. “I love you too.” You softly stated. 

He suppressed a smile, mumbling a small and pathetic, ‘I love you’ back. Then continuing to slowly make out with you. Swirling his tongue around yours as he softly groaned. Enjoying the way you ran your hands through his hair. 

“God, you’re-“ He said in between kisses, “you’re incredible.” 

You shook your head, continuing to kiss him. Softly moaning into the kiss. 

For some reason -no reason in particular- Keigo couldn't stop thinking about you. The way you laughed or cried. How you moaned or whimpered. Gripping onto his body with your arms or legs. It made him insane. 

All the could shoot through his head was the word-

Mine,

You were all his. His to do whatever he pleased. If he wanted you to leave, you would. If he wanted you to cry, you would. If he wanted you to cum over his cock, you would. If he wanted to fuck you infront of his friends, he would. 

Because you were his. 

Sure, Keigo knew it wasn’t healthy. He’s never been so attached to a person. He thought he was broken at first. In some weird childish way. 

So, he tried fixing it. Of course, it wasn’t the best thing he could’ve done. It was the reason behind many of your arguments. Keigo trying to figure out if he was broken or not. Which, happen to include speaking to different women, playing with their hair, caressing their face, and or talking to them in an enticing tone. 

Don’t worry, Keigo’s never fucked any of these women. Which actually could have worsened it. He didn’t fuck any of these women… because he didn’t want to. He never found himself wanting to. 

He always found himself thinking back to you. Wondering what you were doing or thinking. Was he obsessed with you? Was that healthy? 

To the point where he couldn’t even imagine himself fucking somone else. It grossed him out. Hell, even porn grossed him out. He could get off to a picture of you smiling with friends. Which was-… weird..

So, all those arguments about him talking to other women or flirting with them? Yeah, just him making sure he wasn’t broken. I mean, he still thinks he is. Only finding you attractive. Yet, he felt everything clear up once he saw you walk away earlier today.

The way you tried to pretend like Victoria didn’t bother you. The way she was so close to him. Playing with his hair and white t-shirt. Getting closer than necessary to tell him something. Giving you the side eye everytime Keigo just let Victoria do whatever. 

Yet, seeing you walk away with your eyes glassy. That cleared everything up for him. 

Keigo wasn’t broken, he was in love. And also obsessed. 

With you and only you. It was unhealthy. Keigo knew this. 

He knew it wasn’t a good combo. 

But, you didn’t need to know that.

You smiled against his lips, giving a final kiss and pulling away. Giving him a knowing look, “What’s up with this whole-“ you gestured your hand over Keigo playfully, “attitude change, what did you do with my beloved Hawks go?” 

Keigo raised his eyebrows, his iconic cocky smile coming over his lips. Sharp canines flashing at you. “Dove, he’s right here.” He said, grabbing the back of your head and gripping onto your hair. “And he’s dying to get a taste of your lips.” 

You raised an eyebrow, feeling his hand snake down from your head. “I mean, aren't you doing that already?” 

His eyes sharpened, golden eyes darkening. His attention trained on you and only you. “Oh no, your other lips.” He had a cocky smile, making your thighs come together instictly. And from his lewd comment. 

You pouted slightly, turning your head to the side playfully. “I think I liked the other guy who was begging me to kiss him.” You softly said, fluttering your lashes at him. Making him melt into you. 

Keigo kissed your nose, “Y/n, I promise you you’ll get to see him again but..” he trailed off, running his hands down your body. Landing them at the small of your waist. 

You tilted your head curiously, “but?…” you questioned. 

You could see the way his eyes dilated. “Please, let me eat you out.” He said, his tone slightly more whiny than normal. He sat up, grabbing the back of your neck and lifting you up with him. “Actually, I am going to eat you out.” He slowly said, “For however long I want, and you’re just going to spread your legs and take it.” 

You felt your pussy grow with desire, desperate to have him closer to you. Your eyes are growing lidded. You bit your lip, meekly nodding. Following him up. 

He slid off the bed, placing one foot to the ground and keeping his knee off the bed. Keigo pushed a piece of hair out of your face, leaning close. Your noses are practically touching. “Because, at the end of the day..” He said, a kind smile on his lips. “You’re mine. Mine to look at, mine to touch, mine to kiss, and most importantly mine to fuck.” He slowly got off the bed, watching as your eyes followed his body. 

Burning with desire and need. 

He laughed, watching as your body naturally followed him. Sitting at the edge of the bed and pressing your legs together. Looking at him with innocent eyes. Eyes he loved to corrupt.

God, he was obsessed with your eyes. The way your pupils were blown wide. Small breathy moans leaving your lips as you were eager to know what he was going to do next. Your back is arching in his direction. 

He took off his jacket, placing it on the bed and kneeling to the ground. Parting your legs slightly. Just enough so he could be in between them comfortably, looking up at you with his golden eyes. Then resting his head on your thigh, stealing a look at your panties. 

“You know,” He started, “I love your voice.” He said softly, taking his left hand and trailing if on your thigh. His fingers are light and soothing.

You swallowed, nodding your head. Feeling slightly embarrassed. “I like your voice too.” You meekly said, still not entirely used to Keigo’s compliments. Your eyes are turning away. 

He smiled at you knowingly. “I know, everytime we fuck I can feel you tighten around me when I call you a slut-“ eyes directly looking at yours. “My slut.” You could admit, when Keigo had a cocky smile and dimples decorating his face. You could feel your knees give in. You thickly swallowed, feeling your pussy flutter. 

He kissed your thigh, running his nose softly against your skin with each kiss. Lightly peppered closer and closer to the place you wanted you most. He felt his mind swirl with desire, growing full with the thought of you and only you. How you would grip onto the sheets and beg for his tongue. Breathy moans leaving your glossy mouth every time he sucked on your clit. 

He wished he had a vibrator. He would make you cry if he had one of those. 

His pupils were blown wide. His cock strained against his pants as he slowly inhaled. Smelling your essence. Wanting to stroke his cock by the mere sight of you. He could get off by looking at you alone. He pressed his lips to the cotton of your panties, giving a hard lick with his tongue. 

He smiled against you, seeing as you jolted. “You always smell so good.” He softly said, “You always taste even better.” He moved his hand to palm his cock, stifling a groan. Trying to relive some built up…

Watching as you slowly lowered your body to the bed. Trying to get comfortable. Closing your eyes and keeping your focus on Keigo. The way he felt, smelt, everything to a nine. 

Which made him continue, pulling your panties down a line of slick snap. He smiled and returned to your pussy, blowing on it. Making you jolt up. Not ready for the sudden temperature change. 

You pouted, pressing your knees together. Opening your eyes and saying, “Can you..” 

Keigo slapped your thigh, shushing you. “Wait, Honey.” He kissed where he slapped, suppressing a laugh as you whimpered. “All good things come to those who wait.” 

You softly sighed, leaning back on the bed and trying to get comfortable again. Letting your knees fall open so Keigo could be more comfortable. He kissed your clit, then slowly licked your slit as a thank you. Enjoying the way your legs twitch in each other's direction. Naturally wanting to close shut. 

You thickly swallowed and let out a soft moan. Feeling the way you tried shutting your legs. Of course, you slowly relaxed again. Closing your eyes. Letting your hands wander to his hair. 

Keigo groaned at the sensation, leaning into you. Reaching for his belt and then unbuttoning his pants. Feeling the restriction on his cock loosen. Trying to help the hard on from not being so uncomfortable. 

Could he get off? Would you let him? 

Would you let him fist his cock as he ate you out? Because he really wanted to do that. Cum when you didn’t get to. Pulling his mouth away from your cunt to mess with you. 

He’d much rather fuck you. 

Yet, at the same time- he really just wanted to make you feel good. Only you. He closed his eyes, softly moaning into your cunt. Placing his lips on your clit and softly sucking. Rubbing the palm of his hand on the tip of his dick. Holding his breath. 

His tongue swirled around your clit then entered you. His eyes rolling to the back of his head due to your taste. His free hand rubbing his cock from the outside of his underwear. 

You let out a small ‘hmp!’ Feeling his thick tongue slowly split you apart. His nose nuzzling against your clit perfectly. Kiego put his hands on your thighs, continuing to make out with your cunt. Taking his left hand and placing his middle and index finger in between his face. Making a ‘v’ shape and pulling your lips apart. Allowing his tongue to go deeper inside you. 

You laid on the bed, feeling tears brim your eyes. Biting onto your bottom lip as you tried suppressing the broken moans and whimpers threatening to leave your lips. Clinging onto a white pillow while your eyes rolled back. Feeling a buzz come over your clit every time Keigo sucked in it. 

His tongue leaving and entering. Leaving you a twitching mess. You felt your clit burn with pleasure, it shooting through your body as it became too much. Your toes curling as you arched your back. Legs trying to squish together but Keigo’s big hands pushing them apart. 

Making you take every piece of pleasure he was giving you. Even if it was too much. 

His tongue swirling inside of you while hot tears fell from your face. Your moans are muffled by your hand over your mouth. Keigo wasn’t a big fan, but decided it’d be better considering he didn’t want to think with his cock just yet. 

Still, he took his right hand off your thigh. Pushing his thumb to your clit, rubbing slow circles. taking the other one and pushing his fingers inside you. Running his tongue in the new motion. His golden and darkened eyes watching the way your body violently jolted. Your toes curling as he smiled against you. Like this, you were just open. Couldn’t do anything but take his tongue deep in you. 

Keigo didn’t know why he liked eating you out so much, but he did. 

There was a first time for everything. 

He liked how it sort of took away from him. Caused a build of denial to his own body. Something that made him so much more anxious and eager. Suddenly trying to cut corners or take away from himself. He didn’t know if it was a way to punish himself for everything he’s done while giving to you, but in the end- he always loved the build up. 

Loved the way he got so desperate he humped the bed or the air. Desperate to please himself. Slightly whining into your cunt becuase he wanted to fuck you so bad. And you just felt so fucking good. Even if you weren’t sucking his cock. 

You deeply groaned, tilting your head back and feeling your body tense. Your legs shaking as you felt yourself getting closer to your finish. Keigo’s eyes glancing at the way you jolted, feeling you tighten around him. Making him stifle a groan. 

You whimpered, forcing soft words out of your mouth. “Kei’ I’m gonna, I feel…” You tilted your head back, “I’m..”

“I know,” he said, spreading your open again. Forcing his tongue on your hole before returning his mouth on your clit. Sucking it while letting his fingers do the work. “Just, relax.” 

You twitched, leaning back into the bed and going limp. Feeling your mind blank from the pleasure and then squirting. Your breath stilling as your eyes rolled back, tears falling down your cheeks. Your hands gripping onto his hair, making him groan. 

Keigo felt his eyes flutter shut, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. His body shutting down as he did his best collecting everything you gave him. It felt so good. Moaning as you tugged onto his hair and brought him closer to your cunt. His eyes rolling back and tearing up. It felt so fucking good. 

That’s when Keigo paused. No, he froze. His eyes shooting open and dilating to small pupils. 

You noticed, immediately pulling your body up and looking at him. Your eyebrows knit together showing your concern. Keigo looked… horrified. Did you do something bad? 

You felt your face heat up in embarrassment, tears brimming your eyes as you said a meek and concerned- “w-what’s wrong?..” 

Keigo’s eyes met yours. Only for a second. 

Then, pulling away. Kissing your ankle and grabbing your panties, slowly dragging them over your legs. Covering you up and giving a playful -but slightly hard- slap to your pussy. Making your yelp in surprise and sensitivity.

Suddenly your tears were falling. Why the hell did he give you that look? 

Yet, it all made sense from the words that left his mouth. 

“Honey, I just came into my pants.” 

The tears stopped. They were still falling down your face but they stopped. 

“What?”

He smiled, laughing loudly. “Honey, I just fucking jizzed my pants from eating you out.” 

You let out a small noise. Something you didn’t know how to describe. Amusement, bewilderment, flattery, maybe even shock? Something along those lines before you were giggling. 

It was Kiego’s turn to be embarrassed.

He put his hand on your face, harshly shoving you as you continued to laugh. 

“What?” You could hear how embarrassed he sounded. It was so out of character for him. 

It was cute. 

You moved in, hugging him from behind. Placing your head on his shoulder as he turned the other way. Allowing you access to kissing his neck. You giggled against his skin, feeling the way he shuttered. “Nothing, Honey.” You softly said, your voice was so sweet making him look back at you. 

Nothing in the world would have prepared him for the next thing you were going to say. 

“It’s actually really..” You looked away, skin heating up, “..hot.” 

He could feel his dick getting hard again. 

You didn’t notice, or just decided not to. 

“Hey, Keigo?”

“Yeah?” 

You smiled and kissed him. “Uhm, I’m kinda craving strawberries and cream.” You glanced down, letting your hands wander over his body. Slightly embarrassed by the words leaving your mouth. “Think you can give me both?..” 

Oh, you were going to get so fucked.

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You laughed, running a hand through your messy hair and then clinging onto Keigo. Messily stepping over your feet to your house. Allowing him to laugh with you and press a kiss to your lips. You giggled fondly and handed him your keys. 

He laughed back and opened the door. Hushing you loudly as you walked inside the house. Clearly out of it. You just giggled, shouting a very loud and happy- ‘Rumi!” 

Kiego forced a smile, feeling his body freeze. 

Oh fuck. 

He needed to leave. Like, right now. Either that or Rumi would fucking kill him. And, he didn’t really want to deal with that. Although, a part of him did want to stay and mess with his little sister. It’s what big brothers did after all.

He ended up choosing against it. He was too tired. 

Keigo turned on his heel, heading to the door but- unfortunately, Rumi was already behind him. Arms crossed over her chest as she stared daggers at him. If looks could kill, he’d be six feet under. 

How the fuck did she even get there? 

He just smiled at her, extending his arms like he wanted a hug. 

“Sis!” He cheerfully said, “Long time no see! How've you been?” 

“It’s 3 am.” She slowly started off, walking towards him. Making him take a step back. He kept smiling cockily, looking down at her. “Where the fuck have you been with Y/n?” 

He shrugged, “I don’t know, a party?” He said nonchalantly. Checking his watch, and looking at the time. He totally lost track of that. “Somewhere away from you.” 

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. “I doubt Y/n see’s it like that.” She smiled fondly, almost cockily. “I mean, I am the woman she comes home to everyday. Aren't I?” 

“Yeah, but you’re not the once she begs to fuck everyday.” He quickly spat back, feeling venom and annoyance bubbling inside him. God, he wished he could shut Rumi up.

Rumi glared at him. Before her eyes drifted to the side. 

You popped out of the kitchen, random chip bag in hand as you beamed- “Dude,” You blinked once, and looked at the bag in your hand. “These potato chips are so fucking good.” 

Keigo didn’t even need to glance back at you. “Honey, those are gummy bears.” 

You tossed a gummy bear at him, which completely missed him. 

“No,” You slowly said, slowly bringing the bag of gummy bears in front of your face. “Pretty sure these are potato chips.” 

Keigo chuckled but quickly covered it with a cough once he saw Rumi. He looked to the side, putting his hands in his pockets. “We were just out having fun.” He said. Slightly bothered by his sister’s inability to loosen up.

Your eyes locked on Rumi. Running to her and capturing her in your arms. You giggled, nodding your head and pressing your head into her neck. Rumi always smelled amazing. Something sweet and rich, almost like a sweet vanilla. You always thought her scent perfectly matched her hair. 

You pulled back, smiling at her. 

Rumi shook her head at Hawks. “So you fucking drugged her to do that?!” Rumi practically yelled. Hands moving to your arms as she tugged you into her chest. Engulfing you in another hug. You ended up face planted in her tits. You tensed for a second before immediately relaxing. 

Hawks rolled his eyes at that. Secretly watching the way you melted into Rumi. That annoyed him even more. Maybe even made him a bit jealous of Rumi. He wanted you in his arms. 

Everytime Hawks dropped you off, Rumi always had shit to say. He could never just drop you off. There was always a big fight about it. 

“Look sis.” He said, tilted his head to the side. 

“Don’t fucking call me that.” 

He raised an eyebrow, raising his hands defensively. 

Believe it or not, Hawks hated speaking with Rumi just as much as he loved it. He loved getting under her skin. It slightly eased the tension. It slightly eased his annoyance. Only slightly.

 But right now, he was just really annoyed.

“She asked me!” He grit, “She’s old enough to think for her fucking self, Rumi!” He yelled, hands raising. “She’s not a kid who needs to be told what to do.” His teeth were grit, his eyebrows furrowed together. 

You laughed, looking at Rumi and nodding. Pressing your finger against her nose, letting out a small ‘boop.’ A little oblivious to the conversation happening. You were just happy to be there.

And you just wanted to sleep. 

Rumi huffed, looking at your frame. Completely ignoring what he said, “Where the hell are her clothes?!” 

Hawks sighed, running his hand over his face. Whispering a small, ‘Fuck me.’ Rumi was so controlling. And, the worst part was, she probably didn’t even know it.

“She’s wearing them.” He said slowly. His eyes moving up and down your body. It was something he couldn’t help but doing once the topic was brought up. 

“She’s practically wearing a bra and panties! This skirt isn’t covering anything.” Rumi grabbed your face, smiling at you. “Doll, go upstairs. We can watch Star Wars.” 

Your eyes lit up. A big smile coming over your red stained lips as you straightened out. Pulling down your skirt and fixing the strap on your shoulder. Pushing a strand of hair away from your face and saying a sweet. “Okay!” Before walking up stairs, waving a good-bye to Keigo. 

He couldn’t help but chuckle at your clumsiness. Tripping on one of the steps. Glancing down to see if anyone saw you and giving a weak and embarrassed wave once you did. 

Keigo smiled, before turning his attention back to his sister, glaring at her. “Could you not.” He said, scowling at her. “Be happy I even let her fucking live with you.” He seethed, “I’m not an idiot I know you’re probably fingering yourself to the thought of her.” 

Rumi’s jaw dropped. “Really?” She said, “You wanna go there?” She said, a hand on his chest shoving him back. “I’m the one she comes home to, in the end I’m the one she’s going to choose.” Rumi smiled. 

Hawks smiled back, “Right, that’s why I have her bouncing on my cock while you finger yourself in the next room.” He was rolling his eyes, “Don’t you think I don’t know that.” He took a step in front of her. “Sis.” 

Rumi felt her eye twitch. “Hawks she’s only dating you ‘cause she wants to feel alive.” Rumi tilted her head up, “The moment that feeling disappears, the moment she truly wants a future, she’ll leave.” She pushed him out of her face, walking to the stairs and standing at the first step. “I’m pretty sure you’re not the man she wants to marry.” Rumi started to make her descend up the stairs, when Hawks spoke. 

“I beg to differ.” He said. 

Rumi let out a small amused laugh, glancing over her shoulder. “Don’t fool yourself, Brother.” She turned her body to him. 

“I’m pretty sure she doesn’t want to be married to a worthless drug dealer.” 

Hawks didn’t say anything. Just clenched his jaw, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Staring daggers at Rumi. Watching the way she so contently tried making her way up the stairs. 

He felt something in him snap. 

“Hey, Rumi?” 

“What.” 

“I’m going to fuck Y/n infront of Shigaraki and Dabi.” He said nonchalantly. “In fact, I’m going to send a video of me fucking her in front of Shigaraki and Dabi.” He said, not losing eye contact at any moment. 

And, suddenly he got sick satisfaction from her reaction. 

Rumi looked mortified. 

He laughed, “What? Not into that?” He said, “I have a video of her sucking my dick if you’d rather have that.” He said, a sick proud smile on his face. Dimples prominent and taunting. 

“You’re a sick fuck.” 

He laughed, shrugging his shoulders and walking up the stairs slightly. Seeing as you were sitting in the loft, trying to find the Star Wars movies. He pushed Rumi back, enjoying the way she physically contorted from his touch. 

He looked at you fondly. “Y/n?” He said, singing it out loudly enough for you to hear. 

“What are you doing?..” Rumi slowly questioned, trying to compose herself. Trying not to throw up.

Hawks looked down at her, whispering- “Trying to get that video, that’s what.” 

You turned to Keigo, blinking at him and nodding quickly. Letting out a sweet and innocent “Yes!” You said, way too enthusiastic than Rumi would’ve preferred. That made him almost feel bad for what filthy thoughts were rushing through his mind. 

He said it anyway. 

“You wanna sleep at my house tonight?” 

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Hawks clenched his teeth, hands gripping your hip as he pulled you back into his cock. Pressing your face to the wall and forcing his hips into yours. Bullying his cock into your tiny hole. Teeth biting his bottom lip as you moaned out in bliss. Unaware of the whole ordeal he was setting up. 

Unaware of what he was doing. 

Now, to set up the situation, we have to go back a few hours. When the two of you just arrived at Kiego’s house; 

Dabi was sitting on the couch, typing something on his phone. Most likely texting a random girl he hooked up with. Not bothering to look up while Shigaraki was watching a movie. Taking a moment to glance at the door, you, then back to the screen. 

You tilted your head, looking at them. Trying to observe the two. 

Dabi was wearing gray sweatpants with a white wife-beater tank top. His tattoo decorated body on full display for you to look at. His hair looked wet and messy, the roots being white while his hair being dyed black. 

Shigaraki was wearing a random Queen shirt and black sweats. His hair tied up so it was out of his face. Pink Hello-Kitty lighter in hand while he lit the cigarette in his mouth. The pink flame made you giggle. 

He tossed it to Dabi. Making him lighting up the cigarette in his hand. A similar -amusing- sight. 

It had been awhile since you had seen -let alone spoken- to them. You did a polite wave and took off your shoes. Taking a small peak at what they were watching before Keigo grabbed your hand. Slowly leading you to his room.

You took this time to look at his house. It was neat, decorated nicely, smelled wonderful, (despite the actions Dabi and Shigaraki were doing) and most importantly- clean. How? You didn’t know. 

 Keigo pushed open his door and entered the room. Pulling you inside and flicking on the light.

Surprisingly, the room was really nice. (It also smelled just like Kiego.) It was neat and simple. A bed, TV, drawer, closet, and other simple things. The bed was decorated in dark sheets, pillows matching, and a cute and simple bird plush. It made you smile. 

You plopped yourself on the bed. Reaching for the stuffed animal. Holding it in your hands and smiling. It had a long neck and was decorated in red feathers. A gold chain around his neck and some small boxers. You placed it back down on the comforter and looking at Keigo. 

He smiled and opened up the drawers, pulling up a white shirt. Then throwing it next to you. More specifically at your face. He snorted, saying a small- ‘Change into that.’ He reached for another drawer, pulling out some shorts and tossing them at you. This time in your hands. 

He stood up, shutting the drawer with his foot. “Meet me downstairs, I’ll be having a drink.” You nodded, and with that he left the room. Shutting the door quietly behind him. 

You blinked and stared at the door for a while, before sighing and slipping off your shirt. Trying to glance at the underwear you were wearing.

Keigo sighed and walked into the living room, waving to his roommates and going to the fridge. Grabbing a random beer and popping it open. Taking a sip and looking at the TV screen. 

Shigaraki gave him a look before returning his gaze to the TV. Trying not to stare for too long. He didn’t feel like speaking to anyone right now. 

Unlike Dabi.

“Since when did you start bringing girls back to the house?” Dabi said, tilting his head back and peering at Hawks. Raising an eyebrow. Hawks noticed how his phone was no longer connected to his hand. 

“Dabi, you already know the answer to this question.” He said, keeping his eyes on the screen. Not wanting to give Dabi the reaction he wanted. 

Dabi let out an amused smile, laughing lightly and shrugging. “You're still with her?” He looked forward, taking a drag of his blunt. Letting out a puff of smoke and closing his eyes. “Damn, you’re a better man than me.” He raised the blunt, “Sucks to be stuck with one person but, whatever you want man.” 

Hawks rolled his eyes, taking another sip of his beer. “Once you find the one, you don’t think like that.” 

“Really?” Dabi said condensely. Suppressing the laugh building in his throat.

He nodded, “Yeah.” Hawks responded. He took another sip, feeling his pupils dilate. “She’s..” He shook his head, cutting himself off. Not wanting to spill his heart out to his very self-centered roomate. 

“She’s what?” He asked, malice dusting his tone. He laughed condescendingly, “She’s different?” He mocked. 

Hawks felt his body bubble with annoyance. His eye twitching as he clenched his teeth, feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket. He didn’t bother to check it. He scowled at Dabi, scoffing and forcing another sip of his beer. Trying to ignore the words rising in his throat, trying not to give into Dabi’s antics. 

Before a realization hit him. It made him laugh. 

An important thing to mention was Hawks’ ability to insagate. It was a hidden guilt of his. 

So, that’s what he was going to do now. 

Especially since he wanted to- send Rumi a special video. 

Hawks tilted his head, giving an iconic smile. “Dabi, just say it.” He cooed mockingly. Letting his golden eyes follow him.

“Say what? Hawks?” Dabi said, pushing himself off the couch and walking to Hawks. Wanting to punch the cocky smile on Hawks’ face. “Tell me, what am I supposed to say?” He asserted. 

Hawk took another sip, smiling at him.

“You’re jealous.” 

Dabi rolled his eyes, taking another drag of his cigarette before pressing it down on the marble counter. Giving a half laugh, half scoff. 

Dabi licked his teeth, feeling himself scowl about to let Hawks have it when a hand pressed on his back. Making him flinch from the unexpected touch. It was cold yet.. small?

You poked your head to the side and looked at him smiling. “Dabi!” You said cheerfully, making him turn his attention to you. “It’s good to see you again!” You brightly said, hugging his side and pulling back and looking up at him. Allowing him to get a good look at you. 

You were wearing a large white shirt. Obviously one that belonged to Hawks. His eyes drifted down, only to snap back up to your face. 

That was the only thing you were wearing. 

How the hell did Hawks let you wear something like that around other men? Around men like Dabi and Shigaraki. 

You looked at him with a confused look, extending your hand and rolling it in his direction. Silently asking him to reply to your words. 

Dabi forced a smile, “It’s good to see you too, Y/n.”

You kept your smile and nodded your head. Gripping onto your shirt and looking at the other blue haired male in the room. You waved at him, “Shigaraki.” You greeted in a similar fashion.. 

He raised his hand and acknowledged you silently. You smiled, walking to the couch and leaning on the frame. Watching the film playing. Making polite conversation with the sky haired male. Trying to be as polite as possible as he explained the premise of the movie.

Hawks tilted his head, peering at your cute pink panties. His eyes glanced at Dabi, seeing he was doing the same thing. Not as obviously, but still enough to notice. Hawks bit the inside of his cheek, annoyed that dabi was looking at you. 

Dabi glanced at Hawks, seeing he was looking at him. Mouthing- ‘Jealous.’ Dabi threw the cigarette blunt at him. Shaking his head annoyed. 

Hawks smiled, “So, you’re telling me you don’t think Y/n’s attractive?” He took a step in his direction, keeping his voice down. “You totally weren’t staring at her ass right now, right?” He questioned, keeping his smile. “You don’t want to fuck her,” Hawks’ golden eyes were now glaring at Dabi. “Right?” Hawks made sure to keep his voice down, not wanting to catch your attention. 

Dabi didn’t say anything for a second before scoffing. “Hawks.” He started, “Y/n is a random girl who you’re smitten for.” You peered over your shoulder at the mention of your name. “She’s not hot shit. She’s just annoying and clingy.” He glanced at you then Hawks, shrugging his shoulders. “Not everyone wants to fuck her.” 

Hawks smiled and lifted his beer to him, a mocking ‘cheers.’ Watching as Dabi walked off to his room. Passing you a glance and waving. By your hurt expression, he knew Dabi did it condescendingly. 

Hawks looked at Shigaraki, “Would you?..” He trailed off, letting Shigiraki come to the conclusion of the rest of the sentence. 

Shigaraki smiled, chuckling lightly. “Is that an offer?” 

Hawks looked at you, seeing as you were still pouting at what Dabi said, you body faced in his tattooed roommate's direction before answering. “Somewhat.” He slowly remarked. 

Shigaraki shrugged his shoulders, “Then, yeah.” He got up, walking to the backyard. Turning his head to Hawks, “But, I don’t think you’d let me.” He opened the sliding door and screen. “I’m going outside to finish this.” He held up his cigarette. “I need air.” 

Hawks didn’t object, just shrugged his shoulders and turned his attention to his almost finished drink. It wasn’t even good, Dabi just bought it and he wanted to bother him. Which he did somewhat succeed at, in a different way no less. Yet, it didn’t feel as rewarding as he thought it would.

You pouted and nodded your head. Saying a soft, ‘Okay then.’ Looking back at the screen and hearing him close the sliding door. You took this opportunity to speak to your boyfriend. 

“I..” You sighed softly, “I don’t think your friends like me.” You meekly muttered, slightly hurt by both of the interactions with Dabi and Shigaraki. More Dabi than Shigaraki. You looked at Keigo, keeping that hurt and bothered expression. “I’m sorry.” 

He smiled at you, pushing you playfully and grabbing your hip. Then, pulling you to his side, pressing a kiss to your head. “Naw, don’t be.” He reassured, “Dabi’s a hard person to like.” 

You looked to the side, feeling your eyes gloss over. “B-but, he said-“ 

Keigo laughed, “I know what he said.” He leaned down on the couch, silently offering a sip of his beer. To which you soundlessly declined, shaking your head and pushing the drink away softly. Scrunching your nose in disgust. Keigo laughed, “Believe it or not, Dabi’s not a good liar.” He placed the side of his head on yours. “He likes you way more than he lets on.” 

You wiped the back of your hand on your face. Looking at him with wide and somewhat hopeful eyes. Smiling brightly, “Really?” 

He nodded, letting out a small ‘mhm.’ He finished his drink, walking to the kitchen and tossing it in the trash can. “And, I promise.” He began, making you turn to look at him. Leaning your back on the couch and placing your leg over the other. Making your hip and thigh ratio insane. 

Keigo couldn’t help but notice, “By tomorrow night, he’ll be all over you.”

Your eyes lit up, making his heart leap out of his chest. You jumped up quietly, your hands coming together as you tilted your head. “Really?! You think he’ll like me?” You were smiling innocently. Not realizing the extent of Keigo’s statement. 

He wondered how the hell you were giving him the best head and could still smile -let alone look at him- like that. You were so oblivious. 

It was weirdly cute. Scrap that, it was cute.

Keigo nodded his head, walking to you and grabbing your hands. Brining it to his lips and placing a small kiss on your knuckles. “Yeah, I think he’ll like you just like I do.”

Your shoulders came up, your eyes crinkling as you smiled thoughtlessly. Nodding your head eagerly and following him into his room. Explaining how you still wished to watch Star Wars. Or that new series Obi-Wan Kenobi. Even going as far to ask Keigo if Dabi liked Star Wars.

Keigo laughed, pushing open his door and shrugging. Allowing you inside in the room, and glancing to the door to the left of him. Seeing it was cracked open, lightly illuminated by a blue light. It was Dabi’s room. 

Which was odd considering he always went out of his way to close and lock his door. It made him scoff. Slightly amused by Dabi’s interest to listen in on his conversation with you. He wasn’t too bothered, in fact- he was going to give exactly what Dabi wanted in a sense. 

If Dabi wanted to eavesdrop, Keigo would let him. 

Dabi grabbed the gatorade on his bedside counter. Taking a sip and hearing Hawks door click closed. He shrugged and continued to scroll through his phone. 

Dabi was never a big fan of Hawks. He always tolerated him, since he was his roommate and dealer. That’s why he was constantly trying to get under his skin. Just overall make his perfect life a little more… exciting. As he liked to call it.

So, when word got around Hawks was dating you. His first girlfriend ever. He couldn’t do that anymore, well he tried. But, he couldn’t really do that considering he was always out with you. 

Honestly, at this point, he couldn’t even annoy Hawks. Hawks seemed to be so far off and happy. He wasn’t bothered. Which made dabi.. bored. 

He sighed, scrolling through his phone. Trying to occupy himself with Tik Tok. 

When he heard a femine giggle. It sounded like you. Which made him slightly annoyed. He forgot how thin the walls were in his shared apartment. Dabi just tried ignoring it, taking a small glance around his room for some headphones just in case your giggling became too loud.

Suddenly, you did become loud. 

Hawks clenched his teeth, hands gripping your hip as he pulled you back into his cock. Pressing your face to the wall and forcing his hips into yours. Bullying his cock into your tiny hole. Teeth biting his bottom lip as you moaned out in bliss. Unaware of the whole ordeal he was setting up. 

Unaware of what he was doing. 

Smiling as he shifted his eyes to the wall that separated his and Dabi’s room. Grabbing your legs and pushing them against your stomach. Hearing the way you squealed in pleasure. Now, this was exactly where he wanted to be. 

And, this was the perfect way to get Dabi and Shigaraki interested in you. 

Hawks did love instigating. 

So, that’s where we continue from before; 

Dabi sighed and searched his room for his noise canceling headphones. A frequent friend of his back when Hawks was single. It had been awhile since he actually needed to use them. Actually, it had been a few months since he needed to use them. So, it was safe to say his attention to where he kept them started to dwindle. 

Which really sucked for the situation that was happening now. 

Dabi wasn’t a pervert. 

He kept reassuring himself. Feeling his cock harden in his pants. His hand twitched as he heard you softly cry. 

Dabi felt his eye twitch, lifting his sheets and opening random drawers looking for these damned headphones. Until he stopped, standing in the middle of the room and sighing in defeat. Letting the back of his legs hit the edge of his bed and sitting down on the cool comforter. Leaning his head on the wall and closing his eyes. He felt his eyebrows come together. Hearing the way you slowly groaned, pressing your face against something as you muffled slightly. Dabi groaned, thickly swallowing at your voice. 

You were so intoxicating. 

He hated to admit it, but it was true. 

His hand moved to his hair, running his fingers through it and spreading his legs. Man spreading on his bed. Opening his eyes and keeping them on the ceiling. Trying to ignore the painful boner in his pants. 

Trying to ignore your echoing moans. 

The way you were sobbing quietly, yet encouraging Hawks to keep going, and saying profanities he didn’t even know you knew. It felt like your face was pressed against the wall, moaning loudly so he could hear. 

Almost like, you wanted him to hear. 

Is that what you wanted? You wanted him to fist his cock to the thought of you? Did you want him to fuck his hand to the thought of you? To the sound of his roommate fucking you? 

Is that what a slut like you wanted? 

Dabi palmed his throbbing cock. Looking at the window in his room. Glancing at the headphones resting on the windowsill. He blinked a few times, letting out a satisfied hum. His hips twitching forward. 

He winced, closing one eye and keeping the other one open. An almost pained expression washing over his face while he kept up with the action. Having a small mental debate in his head whether he should grab the headphones. 

He was leaning to yes-

“S-stop! S’to much! Can’t!..” You groaned loudly, making his face heat up. His hip lurching forward unintentionally as he grit his teeth. Not liking how his body was reacting to his roommate fucking his girlfriend. 

God, maybe he was a pervert. A sick man who liked to get off on girls who sounded like they were losing their mind on cock. Stretching their cunt and crying over the pleasure. Mind blanking with nothing but simple phrases and a mantra of their partner’s name. 

Seeing them squirt and moan uncontrollably just because it felt that good. 

Fuck, now he had to take care of his problem. A very uncomfortable and bothersome problem. One he really didn’t want to deal with. 

Dabi bit the inside of his cheek, reaching down for his sweats. His massive cock pressing an outline against his sweatpants. Hooking his fingers around the waist band for both the pants and his underwear. Allowing his cock to spring free. 

He winced, his shoulders jumping from the weird sensitivity. It had been awhile since he’d felt like that. 

He was already really hard. His mind clouded with arousal. His dick dripping with pre-cum, his tip blushed red. Throbbing from your goddamn voice. Honestly, how pathetic of him. Why was he so… infatuated with you? 

Well, infatuated enough to fuck his hand to the sound of you. 

Maybe it was because of Hawks. Always coming home and boasting about how great you are. Not even sexually, just as a girlfriend. How you were one of the few people to say ‘no’ yet, still made him feel good. Shit like that was rare for Hawks. 

He hated to admit it but Hawks was right. Dabi was envious of him. He wanted someone like you. Maybe that’s why he craved you so much. Maybe that's why he wanted to stroke his dick to the sound of you crying over Hawks’ cock. 

Because deep down, he wanted a girl like you. A girl who made him want to settle. And maybe, just maybe, you were that girl. 

Dabi took in a breath and held it. Trying to prepare for the sensation that was to come. 

He grabbed the base of his dick and instantly tried to stifle a groan. Biting onto his lower lip and feeling his eyes shut instantly. His tip was sensitive and wet with precum. Giving him some lubrication to slowly stroke his cock. For some reason, he didn’t want this to end just yet. 

He moved his hand up and down, tilting his head back and letting out a strained moan. Trying to stay as quiet as possible. He knew he wouldn’t be able to live down Hawks’ taunting if he found out what Dabi was doing. 

Dabi grunted, “F-fuck..” Suddenly feeling a whimper bubbling in his chest. 

Now, Dabi wasn’t completely proud of his next actions but- he did it anyways. He turned his body to the side, leaning the side of his head on the wall. Pressing his ear against the cool surface. 

Desperate to hear your voice. Desperate to hear you absolutely lose yourself. He was so filthy. 

You parted your wet lips, “H-hah! Kei-“ You panted, enjoying the way Keigo pressed the spongy spot inside you. “So- s’good! Right there!” You moaned. Arching your back and jolting forward with every thrust of his hips. 

Dabi’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. High off the sound of your voice. Moving his hand up and down his cock in a slightly faster speed, the lewd noise of him stroking his cock echoing off the room. Adding to the indecent noises from next door. 

He grabbed the bottom of his tank top, lifting it to his mouth and biting onto the soft fabric. Making it easier for him to move his hand up and down his cock. Feeling his mind starting to blank slightly. Tilting his head back bucking his hip up into his hand. Whining softly as he tightened his hand, his expression changing into a grimace. Slightly pained by the feeling. 

Jesus, why was he so sensitive? 

Why was he so depreate to fuck you?

Imagining the expressions you were making. The way tears were falling down from your cheeks because the pleasure was too much. Or how you looked when sucking cock. Were your eyes still shimmery then? When a dick was stuffed deep in your throat.

What about when his cock was stuffed in your small cunt? What expression would you make then? What noises would you make? Would you cry and beg him to stop because it just felt too good?

Dabi imagined that you desperately grab at the sheets, trying to ground yourself from the building sensation within your belly. Running his tattooed arm under your frame and lifting your hips up. Allowing him to fuck you better. 

Your moans making him laugh. 

He’d press his mouth to your ear. Whisper all types of filthy things he’d like to do with you. Whisper praises and horrible degrations about how much you loved his dick 8 inches inside you. He’ll go as far to mock the sweet moans leaving your mouth. Making sure to never allow you a moment of relaxation until he was done with you.

Because you’d take everything he’d fucking give you. Like a good, sweet, and innocent little thing. 

Dabi felt his mind blanking, imagining you in front of him. Forcing your leg up, pressing his big hand on your thigh. Stretching your leg and allowing him to split your pussy around his cock. Grinning down at you while degrading you. Saying a mocking line of, ‘So much better than that small dicked Hawks.’ And he wouldn’t let you come until you admitted it. 

He moaned, dropping his body down in the bed. Arching his back into his hand and groaning. His lower stomach tightening. 

Feeling his sense of reality and pleasure mush together incoherently.

Shigaraki rubbed his eye, pressing the buttons of his ps5 controller in a pattern. Trying to eliminate the person he was playing against in Mortal Kombat. Laughing as he finished the person. 

He decided enough was enough and left the game. Grabbing his phone and clicking onto a message he got not too long ago. Replying to the person.

It was his ex from a month ago. Begging for a second chance. He rolled his eyes and typed a very simple, ‘no,’ before tossing his phone back on the bed. Despite his roommates, he wasn’t a big fan of hook-ups. He never saw the benefit of them. 

He didn’t like sleeping with random girls he found at parties. Despite how attractive they might’ve been. He’d much rather sleep with a girl he’s known for awhile, or had sexual tension with. It just made the act so much more satisfying in his eyes. 

That’s why he didn’t outright refuse to sleep with you. Admittedly, he considered it when the two of you first met each other, but then he got into a relationship. Which killed any motivation to do so. 

Which leads back to how Shigaraki knew you. 

Well, Shigaraki had always noticed you. Whether that was because you were walking to class or sitting in the back. It wasn’t because you were cute or mysterious or anything. Always wearing pajamas to class or drawing random things on your tablet. 

No, that wasn’t the reason he noticed you. 

It was because you always asked for a pencil. And not any pencil, a simple, sparkly, and pink mechanical pencil. You always refused the transformer mechanical pencils, you had to have the simple and boring ones. 

And why did you ask for one? 

Because you used it as a hair stick to put up your hair. 

That’s why Shigaraki knew you. He thought it was the weirdest thing, but soon found himself watching every time you did it. Slightly intrigued by the odd way you did your hair. You always laughed when you saw him watching. Turning your back to him and slowly doing your hair so he could ‘learn’ how you put up your hair.

Soon enough, the two of you would sometimes sit together. You would give a quick debrief on the topic the class was going over if Shigaraki didn’t get it. Which he greatly appreciated, since it wasn’t always so quiet at his house to study. (With his roommates constant ‘guest’ at the time.) 

He was actually quite fond of you. Enough to know your name and what you wore at least. He considered asking you on a date, but that’s when his girlfriend at the time asked him on a date. 

And, that’s how he knew you. 

And, also.. now the obvious. You were Hawks’ girlfriend. Hawks’ only girlfriend throughout college and highschool. Which was shocking to everyone at the school. 

So, you could imagine how surprised he was once he found out. Then, imagine his surprise when you two dated for over a week. Hell, over a month! Imagine how Shigaraki felt when Hawks brought you home. 

It was odd, but he was glad he wouldn’t have to hear the random sex noises in the middle of the night from Hawks’ special ‘guest.’ He still had Dabi to deal with, sure. But- hey, baby steps. 

Key word; Was glad. 

Shigaraki reached for his headphones, peeling them off his ears and instantly freezing. His head turned to the left wall. Again, it wasn’t odd for this sound to occur. 

Like he said before, he never had interest in random hook-ups. He’d always end up feeling a bit gross when hearing those noises. Opping out to putting his headphones back on and watching a movie. Or just playing a random video game he downloaded not too long ago. It’s what he did for every random girl being as obnoxious as she could. 

But, you weren’t a random girl.

You were a girl Shigraki knew. Liked, even. 

So, maybe that’s why he found it so… hot. 

Like, really fucking hot. 

Hearing the way you pleaded for more, desperate to have more. 

He placed his headphones down. Turning off his monitor and walking to his bed. Peeling off his shirt and tossing it somewhere in the room. (He could honestly care less.) Then flopping down on his mattress. Pressing a strand of blue hair out of his face and sighing. 

He felt his dick throb at a certain small word you muttered. 

“Wait-wait.” You said, squealing softly. But, by the sounds of it, Hawks didn’t stop. “C-can your h-hah! roommates hear m-me?” 

You stopped shoving your face into some sheets, muffling yourself. “S-s’good, fuck. Keep g-going, please!” You begged. 

Shigraki felt his sanity shatter. Little pieces scattering over his room as he palmed his cock. Pressing his ear to the wall without a care. Because, deep down, Shigaraki was a pervert for women like you. Or, just you as of now. 

He shoved his hands down his pants, closing his eyes as he stroked himself. Spreading his legs and bending his knees. Shoving his pants down and continuing the motion. Groaning. 

He pressed the back of his hand to his mouth. Trying to muffle his moans as he continued. Pumping his cock as he bit his hand. Breathing heavily through his nose. 

Shigaraki was somewhat of a pervert. 

Keigo groaned into your neck, biting into your shoulder to stifle his moans. He just needed his roommate to hear you, not him. Yet, he found himself constantly thinking back to what Shigaraki said. 

‘Shigaraki smiled, “Is that an offer?” 

Hawks looked at you, seeing as you were still pouting at what Dabi said before answering. “Somewhat.” 

Shigaraki shrugged his shoulders, “Then, yeah.” He got up, walking to the backyard. Turning his head to Hawks, “But, I don’t think you’d let me.”’

It was true. 

He didn’t want his roommate to even touch you. He was having trouble with doing this. Having his roommates hear you.

So, how the hell was he going to allow them to watch you.

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Keigo stirred in his sleep. Groaning as he opened his eyes. Feeling you press against his chest, arms wrapped around his torso awkwardly. He scoffed playfully, grabbing his phone and checking his notifications. When the text from yesterday caught his attention. 

He groaned, realizing it was from his Dad. 

Shit.

He sighed, pulling himself away from the bed and giving you a kiss on the head. Clicking onto his Father’s contact and walking out of the room. Slowly closing his door and pressing the call button. 

He bit the inside of his cheek, hearing his phone ring. Until his Father finally picked up. 

“Keigo!” 

He nodded once, forcing a smile from habit. “Father.” He dully responded, leaning back on his door and waiting for his response. 

“Don’t be like that, son!” 

Keigo licked his teeth, stifling a mocking laugh. “Just tell me what you need, I’ll go do it.” 

“What? I’m just checking up on my son, can I not do that?” He asked condescendly, “Did you finally get a nice girl to bring home.” 

Keigo didn’t respond, it's not that he didn’t want to- it’s just he didn’t know how. He's never had a girlfriend when he lived with his parents. He wouldn’t know how to say it, let alone admit it. 

His Father laughed, “I’m not hearing a no. Bring her around sometime, Son-“

“What do you want, Dad.” Keigo grit, trying to keep his cool. “‘Cause’ I know you don’t call your deadbeat son for no reason.” He laughed, “That seems more like a Rumi thing.” 

His Father laughed, but it was an obvious fake one. “I need you to grab some things for me, think you can do it?” 

Keigo thought for a second, “Depends, last time you had me ‘grab some things’ I ended up in the middle of a big drug deal.” He laughed, “Don’t think I want a gun pointed to my head again. I actually have something to live for now.” His mind flashed to you. 

“So you do have a little lady! How charming.” He forced a happy tone, “but no. It’s not that this time, just some papers I need to be picked up.” 

Keigo sighed, nodding his head. “Sure, I’ll go pick ‘em up for you.” He pushed himself off the door, entering his room again and grabbing a random black shirt. Trying to dress himself decently. 

“Great, it should take you 2, maybe 3 hours max.” 

Keigo mentally noted that, awkwardly placing his shoe on and leaving his room again. Shutting the door behind him and shooting you a text. 

“Alright, just text me everything you need done.” 

Keigo sighed, “Great, see ‘ya soon.” 

And like that, the phone call ended. He sighed, grabbing his keys and walking out of the house. This shouldn’t take him too long. He was just hoping he wouldn’t get shot at this time. 

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You sighed, pressing your forearms on the bed and lifting your head up. Blinking your eyes open and yawning. Reaching for your phone and checking the time. 

1:14

“Geez, how long was I out?” You whispered, wiping your eyes clean. Trying to wake your body up and sitting up on the soft bed. The sheets falling off your frame, making to reach for it again, Wrapping it around your shoulders. 

When your eyes landed on text on your phone. 

Keigo

‘Hey, I’m going out to do some work for my dad. Help yourself to anything in the house, love ya.’

You smiled, looking away and feeling your cheeks heat up. You just sent back a simple text. Then, looking around the room for a random shirt. Trying to make yourself decent before searching for a restroom. 

You pushed yourself off the bed, grabbing a shirt off the floor and placing it on the bed. Also, trying to locate your panties. You gave up and reached for your bag, pulling out a clean pair of underwear. A black lacy bra with matching panties.

You were originally going to change into them when you were going to return home. But, considering you didn’t know where your panties were -and you wanted to wear a clean pair- you decided to change into them. 

You placed them on your body, then grabbed the big white shirt slipping it over your bare frame. Walking to the door and slowly opening it. Peaking your head out and checking if the coast was clear. You nodded to yourself and continued your adventure for the restroom. 

Standing on your tippy toes and making sure not to make too much noise. Reaching for the restroom and slowly pulling the door open. Walking inside and shutting the door slowly. You sighed a breath of relief, placing your forehead against the door. 

“Mission accomplished.” 

“Really?” 

You yelped, putting your hands up and towards the person behind you. Trying to block whatever was in front of you. You blinked a few times, laughing as you lowered your hands. 

“Dabi!” You stated, smiling brightly as you pushed yourself off the door. “What are you doing here?” 

His eyes went back to the mirror in front of him. Raising the white fluffy towel from around his neck to his hair. Trying to dry it. You noticed how it was slightly stained back due to his hair dye. “Uhm, it’s my restroom and house.” He looked at you smiling, “If anything, I should be asking you that question.” 

You giggled, pushing yourself past him and pointing to the toilet. “Just have to use the restroom.” He nodded, looking back at the mirror and continued to dry his hair. Grabbing a bottle off the counter and squeezing it in his hands, rubbing it into his hand and then running it through his hair. Ignoring you. 

You blinked, tilting your head. “Are you going to leave? I need to use the restroom..” 

He looked at you, laughing. “What? Are you going to take a shit?” He looked back at the mirror, reaching for another bottle. 

You felt your face heat up as you awkwardly looked to the side, muttering a small- ‘No.’ Trying to ignore his nonchalant persona.

He smiled tauntingly, “I promise I won’t look.” He cooed.

You scoffed, peeling off your underwear and sitting on the toilet. Beginning to do your business. 

Dabi loudly laughed, “I was joking but, okay?” 

You were mortified. 

“I like it. You got balls kid.” 

You finished grabbing some toilet paper and wiping yourself. Saying a soft -and embarrassed- “don’t call me that.” Then pulling up you underwear, walking to the sink and standing at his side. Washing your hands. 

“Good morning, Dabi.” You added.

He gave you a look. “Doll, it’s like an hour past noon.” 

You giggled, shaking your hands. Trying to get them dry. “Good afternoon, Dabi.” 

He laughed, shaking his head and replying- “Good afternoon, Y/n.” 

You tilted your head up, looking at him. Flicking some water in his direction and speaking, “Are you just a jerk to my boyfriend, or is it a ‘don’t talk to me past 12 am’ thypa’ thing?” 

Dabi didn’t like your boyfriend. You, fortunately, weren’t your boyfriend. He could tolerate you. (I mean, he was stroking his dick to the sound of you not too long ago. The least he could do is actually be nice.) And, you were pretty enjoyable to talk to. 

So far. 

Dabi looked to the side, pretending to think. “It could be both.” He opened the door, allowing you to walk outside. You thanked him and turned around, peering at him while the two of you walked. “And, I just don’t really like your..” He cringed at the word. “Boyfriend.”

“Really? I lov-“ you cut yourself off, feeling your face heat up from the look Dabi gave you. “I adore my boyfriend.” 

“Good for you.” 

You giggled and followed him into the living room. Except that’s where the two of you seperated. You went to the pantry trying to locate a bottle of water. While Dabi went to the couch. Sitting down and grabbing the remote. 

Ignoring Shigaraki’s protest about how he was already watching something. He didn’t care, just changed the channel to something he would enjoy. 

You found a bottle and sipped on it. Grabbing your phone and texting Keigo about food. You offered to get an Uber and make something. Since you were slightly in the cooking mood. (Also, it was something you and Rumi did frequently. So, you learned to be quite a good cook.) 

Keigo just offered to bring something to the house. You declined, not wanting to spend any more money this week. He did already take you out somewhere nice a few days ago. 

You leaned on the counter. Continuing to talk about dinner with your boyfriend. Trying to come up with a money safe idea.

Dabi moved his eyes to Shigaraki, biting the inside of his cheek. Taking small glances in your direction.

A white oversized t-shirt, (which belonged to Hawks.) draping to the mid of your thighs. But, due to the thin material he could practically see your black lacy bra underneath. 

He’s pretty sure Shigaraki was staring at the black panties that matched. Two very different perspectives. 

It was interesting. 

You were eye candy, something for him to look at. And you cooked. You were really good at cooking, -something Hawks had always raved about- and Dabi wanted to try one of your dishes. 

He grabbed his phone, replying to a conversation he ghosted last night. Ignoring Shigaraki getting up and walking to you. 

“What’s on the menu for dinner?” Dabi said, not looking away from his phone. He should probably tell Hawks you're making food or something.

Shigaraki nodded, going into the pantry and grabbing a water of his own. Standing behind you while you spoke. 

You looked up from your phone, intrigued. “Well, what are you guys feeling?” You asked, taking a moment to look at Shigaraki then Dabi. Trying to acknowledge them both. Smiling the whole time. 

Dabi thickly swallowed. 

Shit.

Dabi didn’t expect that. His eyes went off his screen then back to it. “Uhm, steak? Maybe?” 

You texted Hawks about making steak. You smiled when he agreed with the dish. “Do you guys even have steak?” You looked to the side, thinking for a moment. “Oh! And texan bread?” You asked, going to the refrigerator and opening it. “Do you guys have Texan bread?” 

You were beaming, practically jumping in your spot at the idea of making food. Having people try your food! You’ve always wanted to share your skills!

He blinked at you, slowly nodding his head. Caught off guard by your enthusiasm.

Shigaraki pointed to the freezer, “Yeah, it’s in the freezer.” He took a sip of his water, watching as you walked to the freezer. Peeling open the door and looking inside. 

You finger going up and down lightly, checking if they had all the main ingredients so far. You pouted seeing that the door wasn’t tenderized. 

Dabi’s  eyebrows squished together. Okay, now, he was confused. “Wait, you’re actually going to make it?” He placed his phone down, turning his head over the couch. 

You looked from behind the freezer door, tilting your head. “Yeah? I mean, you asked, why wouldn’t I?” Your tone was sweet, a smile matching it. He wondered why you were so positive. “I love cooking for my friends and family.” 

You were friends with Dabi?

You were friends with Shigaraki?

You blinked a few times, thinking. “Oh!” You softly said, “Did you guys want to help?” 

Suddenly you were ecstatic. 

“Wait! Want me to teach you how to make the best steak! Me and Rumi perfected a recipe!” You leaned forward, grabbing the stuff and placing them on the counter. “I even taught Keigo how to cook the perfect steak!“

Shigaraki laughed, “I’m down. Beats sitting around and getting high.” 

You clapped your hands together lightly, nodding your head. Excited. “Dabi?” You asked, turning to him and tilting your head. 

He sighed, pushing himself off the couch and talking into the kitchen. “Sure.” 

You smiled and nodded your head. 

“Okay! Time to get dirty.” 

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You reached up on your tippy toes. Reaching for something on the top shelf of the pantry. Trying to reach for some seasoning. 

You huffed, pressing your heels to the floor again. Placing your hand on your hip and pouting.

Who was the idiot who made the shelf’s so high? 

You considered climbing the shelves for a second. But, the idea of falling or even breaking the shelves due to your weight dashed through your head. Both of which would be incredibly embarrassing. 

You reached for it one more time. Jumping up and trying to grab. You knew the earth was messing with you when your fingers grazed the bottle. You landed on the ground, rolling your eyes and groaning. 

You turned over your shoulder, looking back into the kitchen. Nibbling on your bottom lip and peaking your head out. Peering at the two men in the kitchen, grabbing a few things for the meat. 

You felt slightly embarrassed to ask, but softly called- “Shigaraki?” Making the male turn his head to you, nodding softly. 

“Can- could you help me grab something?” 

He stifled a laugh, “I’m pretty sure there’s a step stool in there.” 

You should’ve just took your chances climbing the actual shelves. That was way more embarrassing. 

You looked back in the small room, eyes scanning over the room and looking for the step stool. When you couldn’t find it you peaked your head back out. 

“Actually, I’m pretty sure Keigo broke it.” Dabi added, looking at Shigaraki.

Shigaraki laughed. “Shit, my bad Y/n. Yeah, let me just help you out.” He placed the bag of bread down. Whipping his hands on a towel and walking into the pantry with you. 

“So, what’s troubling ya’?” He casually voiced. Looking around the small room for a second. Trying to guess his own question. 

You smiled sheepishly. Standing in front of the item and pointing at it, turning your head over your shoulder. “That one.” A bottle at the top shelf. 

Shigaraki laughed. Nodding his head and walking forward. 

You were about to move out of the way when his hand landed on your shoulder. You silently gasped, keeping your body forward as Shigaraki pressed his front to your back. Reaching up and grabbing the item you wanted to receive. 

You felt your eyes widen, face burning with embarrassment as you kept your face forward. Trying to ignore the male behind you. 

You could feel his chest right against your head. You could smell the body wash he used and a faint burnt ash smell. Maybe it was from the cigarettes. 

His hand followed the curve of your back. Moving to the small of your back, smiling as he lowered the item. 

Shigaraki brought the seasoning in front of your face. Lowering his head so it was close to your ear and grinning. “Here.” He shook the seasoning in front of you. 

You swallowed quitely, keeping your hand pressed to your side. Embarrassed by the close proximity between the two of you. You blinked once, running your tongue over your lips. 

You turned your head in his direction, noses already touching. Shigaraki’s eyes widened in surprise. Unaware of how close he was to you.

“Thank you.” You whispered, feeling your lips part. Your eyes moving over his face. 

He did the same. “Yeah, no problem.” His eyes went to your lips then back to your eyes. Memories from last night flashing in his head. 

Your sweet voice tainted. The way he wished he was the one making you cry in ecstasy. Pumping his cock and wishing you were underneath him. 

He thickly swallowed, moving his hand to the side of your waist. A silent gasp leaving your lips from the sensation. 

You nodded, taking a step back and feeling your back press against the shelfs. Keeping you aware of how small the space was. Maybe how big Shigaraki was. 

He placed the bottle on a much lower shelf. Moving the other one to cup your cheek. Bringing you closer to his face. You felt frozen, letting out a quiet and embarrassed. “Uhm..” 

You felt his nose touch yours.

“Did you get it or not?” Dabi shouted, “Or do you princesses need help?” You could hear the sarcasm dripping in Dabi’s voice. 

It helped you snap out of it. 

Because a part of you wondered if Dabi knew what was happening. And, that scared you. What would Keigo think?

Suddenly you were extremely aware of what you were wearing. How thin the material was. How bare you were in a house full of men. Should you be worried?

Shigaraki and Dabi weren’t threats like that. They didn’t even really like you. They tolerated you. 

At least I think so. 

That’s also another reason you were making food. To get on their good side. You used your left hand to press the white shirt against your body. 

“Thank you for grabbing the bottle for me.” You softly said, pressing your hand against his lips softly. Tilting your head and smiling awkwardly. It kinda looked like you were embarrassed. 

He blinked a few times. Realizing what he was doing. 

Oh shit.

Two things flashes in his head. 

One being- Damn. 

The other being- I’m so fucked if Y/n tells Hawks this.

He pulled back, not knowing what to say. “Uh, yeah.” He cleared his throat. “Yeah, it’s the least I can do when you’re making us food.” He forced a smile. 

You could tell it was forced. 

You smiled back, nodding your head and pushing yourself away from the shelves. Grabbing the seasoning and walking out of the room. Giving him a final glance. You passed him a friendly wink, trying to get him not to worry. 

You didn’t want him to freak out over a small accident. 

A small accident. 

“C’on, I’ll teach you my secrets.” You cheerfully said, putting a thumbs up and glancing at Dabi. He was busy setting out the meat. 

Thankfully.

Shigaraki took a moment to regain himself. Running a hand through his hand and laughing silently. 

What the hell. 

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Keigo laughed at Shigaraki, watching as he struggled to drink the alcohol he bought. Dabi stifled a laugh, trying not to embarrass him further. 

You weren’t a fan of drinking, so you didn’t want to actually sit at the table. 

So, you sat on the couch, legs crossed as you watched the movie playing. Distinctly listening to the conversation happening in the kitchen. 

Keigo got home a while after you finished eating. Which you kinda’ felt guilty of, considering you didn’t wait for your boyfriend to eat. Dabi and Shigaraki were at the table finishing their meals. While Keigo just started his. Which was kinda amusing to hear.

You heard your phone loudly ‘ding!’ Making you reach for it and check the notification. 

My smart bunny <3

You smiled, letting out a small laugh and unlocked your phone. Pulling the screen down to see your notifications. You silently read the message. 

‘What time you coming home tonight? Should I get food?’

You blinked a few times. Processing her words. 

When were you going home? Actually, you were using the only clean pair of underwear you brought. (And, you have no clue where the other pair went.) Also, you really wanted to take a hot shower. So, you really needed to get home. 

You tilted your head back, glancing at your boyfriend. “Uhm, Kei?-“ You softly said, trying to get his attention politely. 

He looked at you, nodding his head as he cut into his meat. Placing the juicy piece in his mouth while listening to you speak. 

You watched as the other boys looked at you. You felt your face heat up, almost embarrassed to say it in front of Dabi and Shigaraki. Considering it could come off as rude.

“Uhm, I don’t have any more clean clothes- and kinda’ need to shower..” You softly said, “So, I was wondering when you were going to drive me home.” You giggled, scratching your cheek as you awkwardly smiled. 

He smiled, a hidden panic flashing through his eyes. Keigo needed to complete his goal today. Or he wouldn’t be able to send Rumi that special video.  So, he had to think. And he had to think fast. 

“Uh, you can use my shower.” He got up from his chair, pushing it back with his legs. A honey smile on his lips while extending his hand friendly. “Here, let me grab you a shirt-“ 

Shigaraki quickly cut in, looking at the laundry room. “I actually just washed some of my shirt, so she can wear something straight out of the dryer.” Dabi silently gave Shigaraki a look, wondering if he meant to jab at Hawks. 

You smiled and nodded your head, about to accept his offer when Keigo spoke for you. “Yeah, it’s okay.” He said, pushing his chair in and walking to his room. “As her boyfriend I want to take care of her, even if it’s something simple like a shirt.” 

Dabi chuckled, looking at Shigaraki and smiling. “Damn, didn’t think you had it in you.” He pushed his chair out, “Anyways, I kinda’ wanna’ freshen up.” He waved at Shigaraki, getting up and walking to his room. He quickly shouted over his shoulder- “You can shower after me!” Before entering his room and trying to grab something clean for him to wear once he was done showering. 

You ended up in the restroom. (You ended up using Dabi and Shigaraki’s restroom in the morning.) Waiting for Keigo to bring you a clean towel and clothes. You sat on the toilet lid, kidding your feet back and forth. Listening to the shower run and watching the mirror fog. 

The door opened, Keigo walking into the room and closing the door behind him. A dimpled smile brightly shining at you while he raised the items in his hand. Showing you what he was holding. 

Two towels. 

You giggled and stood up, wrapping your hands around his neck. Pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. “Is this an offer?” 

Keigo poked his cheek with his tongue, looking to the side. Letting his hands wander to your ass, grabbing it and slowly running them up his back. Lifting your white shirt. 

“Of course.” 

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The air was fresh, the living room smelled of fresh coconut. Your hair was damp along with everyone else in the room. An old show playing on the TV.

You softly giggled as you nodded your head. “Right? I didn’t even know people actually did drugs until I went to highschool.” 

Dabi laughed loudly, “Really? I think I was doing Molly back in middle school.” 

You didn’t exactly remember what Molly was but, you distinctly remember Keigo telling you something about it. Maybe, it was the drug you took when you two first got together. 

“Dabi, I’ve been meaning to ask.” You said, pointing at his arm. 

He looked in the direction you were pointing. Immediately smiling knowingly. “Shoot, Doll.” 

You smiled, “Do you have any more tattoos, like hidden ones?” You asked. “I’ve been wanting to get one with Keigo so, I’m kinda curious.” 

Dabi’s eyebrows raised, suppressing a smile as he glanced at Hawks. Who was directly behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist. 

“Yeah, I do.” He tilted his head, “I can show you if you want.” 

You nodded quickly, excited to see more of his inked skin when Keigo spoke up. “No, s’it okay Dabi. You can tell us about them later.” He smiled, flashing his white teeth at him. 

Dabi followed, “No, Keigo. I think she really wants to see it.” He said, licking his teeth as he scrunched his nose tauntingly. 

Shigaraki took a sip of his water, raising his eyebrows. Pressing the white fluffy towel to his wet hair. He was starting to feel like this conversation wasn’t about tattoos. 

Keigo felt his eye twitch. “Dabi, she’ll see it later. I promise.” Keigo enjoyed the way Dabi’s face dropped for a second, utterly confused about what he was talking about. “Now, drop it.” He forced a smile, placing his chin on your shoulder. Wrapping the big blanket around you two. Trying to cool down. 

You giggled, shrugging your shoulders as you placed a small kiss on Keigo’s head. Leaning on it while looking at the screen. Laughing silently at the joke played on the screen.

You jolted, feeling Keigo’s hands tracing your thighs. You quietly yelped, feeling him pinch you. He smiled against your neck, shushing you quietly. You sighed and nodded your head, suppressing the noise bubbling in your throat. 

You awkwardly shuffled against Keigo. Feeling the way he nuzzled his nose against your bare neck. Sending nice shivers down your body to your…

You glanced at the other two boys in the room, scared they may be watching you. You noticed that they had their attention on the screen of the TV. You sighed in relief, leaning back into his chest and trying to silently tell him to stop. 

You patted his hand, clasping it in yours. He smiled against your skin, running his tongue up your neck to your ear. Pressing a taunting kiss as he squeezed your hand. Making your body heat up. 

“Kei!” You whisper shouted, smiling at Shigaraki when he passed you a glance. Keigo smiled. 

“What? They don’t care.” He pressed another kiss to the nape of your neck. You straightened up, sticking your hand out the blanket and waving at him. Forcing a smile. 

Shigaraki gave you a look before nodding his head and waving back. Slowly turning his head to the TV. Giving Dabi a soft shove in your direction. Trying to silently tell him what was going on between you two.

Dabi already knew. He just gave a quick glance, keeping his eyes on the screen. He didn’t want to stare too long. 

“Y/n?” He whispered, mkaing you peer over your shoulder. 

You nodded your head, pouting slightly when looking at him. 

Kiego smiled, running his tongue over his teeth. “Can I have kiss?” You could feel your eyebrows mush together in confusion. Slowly turning to face him and nodding your head slightly. Opening your legs and straddling him, wrapping your arms around his neck and awkwardly smiling. 

You tried to remind yourself, ‘they don’t care’ as you leaned into Keigo. Fluttering your lashes shut and kissing him. His hands hitting your waist and bringing you closer to his body. 

You tensed feeling his tongue circle yours perfectly. A small muffled yelp leaving your lips as you jumped in surprise. Your body immediately melting into his body. Enjoying the way he gripped your hips and forced you to move against him. 

His eyes opened, shooting at Dabi and Shigaraki. Who were taking small glances in your direction before looking back at the TV screen. Not wanting to stare for too long, yet wanted to watch the scene unfolding next to them. They wanted to see you unfold. 

Keigo smiled, pinching your waist making you yelp. Pulling away as you cutely glared at him. “Why’s you do that?” You expressed, rubbing the spot with the palm of your hand. 

Keigo smiled and shrugged, biting the corner of his bottom lip to suppress a laugh. 

You giggled and leaned back. Glancing at the other boys before feeling his hands dip under your arms and hold your back. His lips coming to the center of your neck, kissing over the smooth surface while he lowered his hands. Moving them to your hips as he bit your neck softly. Encouraging you to grind against his dick. 

You didn’t mind, just started to crave the suppressed moans he let out when you grind your hips into him. Your hands gave him silent praise as you massaged his arms, encouraging him to continue. Your head tilting to the side to make it easier for him to kiss you. 

A certain roll of your hips made you yelp, Keigo’s neck kissing coming to a stop as he did it again. Smiling knowingly against your skin as his golden eyes moved over your skin. A soft moan leaving you this time. His lips ghosted your neck, making you shiver in response. “Do you like that?” He whispered, running his tongue up your neck. You blinked a few times, Keigo’s hair tickling your face. You nodded your head, not saying anything. 

A chucke left him, as he kissed the center of your collarbone softly. “C’on, use your words.” Your mind went blank for a second as his dick rubbed against your clit, your hips stuttering for a moment as your hands gripped him a little harder. “I’ll promise to reward your good behavior, lovely.”

For a moment you almost pulled away, that sentence seemed a little too real for your liking, but you ignored it and tried to enjoy the situation. 

“God..” you moaned. “Yes.” His hands landed on your waist, his eyes watching the way your hips moved against his, trying to feel his cock within his pants. Your panties making him smile to himself. 

He looked back at the other men in the room. Feeling his eye twitch. Keigo's eyes darkened, slightly annoyed by the attention- or lack of. His hands went to your thighs, pulling them apart. Letting his hand slot in between them. 

You squeaked, slapping your hand over your mouth. Tightening the blanket around yourself around your body, not wanting to show what was happening underneath. Keigo placed he chin on your shoulder, humming. “Honey.” 

Suddenly, you were hyper aware of the other people in the room. Infact, you were super embarrassed. Pressed your lips together, trying to be quite. “Keigo.” You grit. Trying not to make a noise. “Can you not?…. Don’t want them.” 

He kissed your neck, whispering against your ear. “To see?” He questioned, “Are you sure?”

His finger rubbed your clit, your mind went blanking. A white fuzz filling your headspace with thought of him. He smiled, “C’on, I know you want them to watch, touch, feel you.” You felt yourself nod. Eyes darting to the other boys in the room. 

“Yeah.” You whispered, shutting your eyes. “I kinda’ want that.” 

Keigo chuckled, glancing at Dabi. “Dabi.” He said, making the man look at you. “Shigaraki.” He added, trying to get both of their attention. “You wanna watch?” He fended. 

Turning your body around to face them. Keeping you planted in his lap. 

Both of them were silent, unaware of how to respond to Keigo’s offer. Shigaraki spoke for both of them. “Are you?.. You want us to fu-“ 

Keigo glared, “It’s an offer to watch, okay?” He slowly smiled, running his finger over your clit again. You tilted your head back, letting out a rather loud moan. You hand gripping his hand. Silently telling him to continue.

“S’good- don’t- don’t-“ you felt your hips buckle forward, your hands dropping. Your body relaxing against Keigo’s. 

Dabi’s and Shigaraki's eyes immediately went to Keigo’s hand. Watching the way he rubbed your outside your panties. 

Dabi bit his lip, pressing his hand over his growing erection. Feeling his thoughts wander all over. 

While Shigaraki embraced it. Suppressing himself from palming his growing cock. Imagining what you’d look like without them. 

You pressed your lips together, a strained whimper escaping. You couldn’t talk or you were struggling to. Everything was just a mumbled plea and beg with some curse words in between.

Keigo laughed, grabbing your cheeks and forcing you to look at them. “What?” he cooed, “Why don’t you put on a show for them, Love.” He slipped his finger in your waistband. Pressing it directly on your clit. You felt your body spasm. Your back arching as you turned your head to the side. 

Tears pearled your eyes, “Shit- don’t stop.” You quickly said, spreading your legs and grabbing at the blanket.  Letting Keigo work his finger around your clit. His nose nuzzling against your neck fondly as he worked spreading you open again with his free hand. Golden eyes glancing up at the other men in the room as he pulled your panties to the side. 

He smiled when Dabi’s hands moved against his cock. It was so subtle, he could’ve missed it. He laughed, “Dabi you wanna fuck your cock with your hand?” Keigo licked his lips, feeling his eyes darken. Golden eyes trained on him, seizing the opportunity to taunt him. “Promise I-“ he glanced at you, smiling. “We won’t judge.” 

You bit your lip, nodding your head. (It was Keigo moving your head.) As you let your head dip down, finding it hard to keep up. Your head becoming heavy and fuzzy. Almost like TV static. 

“S’close, Kei I’m-“ he pulled his hand away. 

Bringing it to cheek and wiping off your slick. Laughing at the way you blinked in confusion. Your legs twitching together. You were about to protest when Keigo hushed you. Pressing a finger to his lips and silently telling you to be quiet. 

“Dabi, Shigaraki, any suggestions.” 

You brought your head up, looking at the two males. Your eyes are glossy and empty. You looked like a doll. Lashes clumped together while you slowly blinked.

Shigaraki shivered, standing up and walking towards you. Keigo felt his eyes twitch but forced himself to remain calm. Observing what he was going to do. 

His hand came to your face, tilting your head to look up at him. Shigaraki’s eyes glancing at Keigo's before leaning closer to you. The memory from earlier in the pantry flashing through his head. He still wanted to kiss you. 

You fluttered your lashes, tilting your head and looking at him. “Shiggy, do you wanna’ kiss me?” You slurred, leaning into him. He blinked a few times, his lips pressing together as he felt himself get nervous. You gave him a cute fucked out smile, quickly glancing at Keigo. Trying to give silent approval before continuing your actions. 

Keigo briefly nodded, making you look back at shigaraki and nodded lightly. Feeling his hand pull you towards him softly. Pressing your lips to his. A part of you was surprised by how slow and soft he was. Slowly moving his lips against yours. You pulled back, running your tongue over your lips and looking to the side. “Were you smoking?” 

He blushed, “I- I was..” He sighed, smiling back. Nodding his head. 

You giggled, eyes moving to Dabi. Seeing was staring at the both of you. You pressed your finger to your lips. “Want one?” You questioned, leaning back in Keigo. 

Dabi laughed at the way Keigo was glaring at shigaraki. Standing up and pushing Shigaraki out of the way. Lifting your chin and pressing kisses to your neck. Letting his free hand roam under your shirt. Reaching for your breast and running his tongue over your neck. Enjoying the way you moaned. 

“Like that?” 

You nodded, pushing yourself off Keigo and leaning into Dabi. He smiled against your skin, laughing taughteningly. “You wanna’ feel even better?” You quickly nodded, watching the way his hand caressed your cheek. His thumb pressing against your bottom lip and parting them. “Open.” He cooed, watching the way you parted your lips. Enjoying the way he pressed his lips to yours. Kissing you perfectly. 

His icy eyes flickered to Keigo’s golden ones. Enjoying the utter jealousy burning within them. Smiling against your lips. 

Keigo Pulled away from you, placing you on the couch. “Y/n?” 

You pulled away from Dabi, a small string of saliva breaking once you did so. Nodding your head and leaning towards him. 

“Wanna’ suck my dick?” You blinked a few times, letting the words register in your head before nodding. Keigo grabbed a strand of your hair, pressing behind your ear. Smiling cockily. “Good.” He cooed. 

Dabi came behind you, arms wrapping around your waist as he smiled against your ear. Shigaraki sitting on the couch and palming his dick. He always wanted to watch something like this while fucking his dick with his hand. 

Dabi laughed, “Or, do you want me to eat you out.” 

You looked at him, turning over your shoulder and biting your lip. Unsure of what to say. Keigo laughed, “C’on Dabi, don’t be like that.” He sang. “Who says we can’t do both?” 

Dabi grinned, nodding his head. Flipping you to your back and raising your shirt, while you just looked at him. Forearms lifting your torso off the ground and watching as he grabbed your panties. Pulling them down your legs. 

While Keigo ran his thumb over your lips. Smiling down at you. “You’re about to feel real good, Dove.” You nodded, swallowing the saliva that pooled in your mouth. Opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. You heard Keigo and Shigaraki audibly groan. 

Keigo nodded his head. “Good girl, knowing just what to do.” He placed the head of his cock against your tongue. Groaning at the wet and hot muscle. You slowly licking it, not able to move too much due to the position you were in 

Dabi groaned, seeing the way you soaked the thin cloth of your panties. The way you clit was swollen and sensitive with desire. Begging to be touched, licked, fucked. He pressed his hips to the floor, trying to grind on his erection. 

He ran a light finger over your clit. Watching you jolt with anticipation and sensitivity. You shuffled your hips close to him, enticing a small chuckle from his lips. He ran his finger down your slit, his fingers coated with slick. “Fuck, you’re really liking this. Huh?” 

You felt your face heat up with embarrassment as you meekly nodded. Admitting that you did like what was happening. You like the attention, the feelings, the emotions. It made your body tingle with pleasure. You just wanted more of it. 

Dabi laughed and softly ran his tongue over your clit, your back arching instinctively. Hips twitching in his direction as you were desperate for more. His finger formed a ‘v’ parted your lips as he stared at you. His mind blanking with pleasure. Memories from the night before, his fantasies flashing through his head. He thickly swallowed. Fuck he needed his taste you. 

Yet, he couldn’t help himself. The words fell out of his mouth perfectly. “Fuck, you feeling’ good?” He grinded his hips into the floor. His cock gaining some needed friction. Dabi was going to fuck you.

You slurtly giggle, a soft moan leaving you as you nodded your head mindlessly. Just desperate to feel good. Keigo glanced at Dabi, “Well, what are you waiting for. Make the pretty girl feel good.” He taunted, pushing the head of his cock in your mouth. Groaning with a pained expression. Fuck your mouth felt so good.

Dabi didn’t object, just immediately ran his tongue over your bud. Sucking on it as one of his fingers worked inside of your tight slit. Curling up with flicking your clit with the tip of his tongue. Your body twitching as you loudly moaned into Keigo’s cock. 

You arched your back, Dabi’s free hand dipped under your shirt to feel your stomach for a moment. Before slowly bringing them to your back and grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to his mouth. His grip tightening once you started to squirm. Gripping onto his hair and instinctively pulling him closer to your cunt.

Keigo groaned, eyes following to the back of his head with every shallow thrust of his hip. The head of his cock dipping into your mouth and coming back out. Before he would bottom out, his abdomen touching your chin with every deep thrust he gave. 

Your hot mouth sucking him back in so eagerly everytime he pulled out. His cock sensitive and red with saliva. Shiny with your sticky spit. He could feel a coil in his stomach watching the way your throat bulged with each thrust. Your tongue working around his cock perfectly. 

The way you gagged. Couldn’t help but moan and roll your eyes back when Dabi ran his experienced tongue over your sensitive clit. Moans muffled and cut off with every sharp thrust. It was filthy, yes. But god, you were so fucking hot. 

God, and it felt so good. You felt amazing, hell you always felt amazing. Keigo always got pussy drunk with you. His mind blanking with pleasure as he grabbed the sheets of his bed. For his thick cum deep inside your needy pussy. He couldn’t help it when he was with you. You just felt too good. 

Sometimes it hurt. In one of the best ways possible. Believe it or not, Keigo liked fucking you until it hurt. ‘Til the tip of his cock burned with sensitively and begged him to stop. But, he couldn’t. It felt too good. He liked getting to a point of no return. Mind blanking with nothing but you and pleasure. 

Tears pearling his eyes as he couldn’t help but moan into you damp skin. Biting your neck as you proclaimed you loved him. He loved getting you to the point because he knows you don’t even know what you’re saying at that point. 

Keigo’s hand went to your neck, grabbing it and jerking himself off inside your throat. His eyes rolling to the back of his head while he felt his toes curl. God, you felt amazing. Your mouth felt amazing. 

“You’re doing so good, Y/n.” Keigo praised, his head tilting back when you moaned from Dabi’s tongue. He pulled his tongue out, watching you pant for air. Chest heaving up and down dramatically as he jerked off. 

“You talk too much.” Dabi scoffed, talking into your cunt. Removing his mouth and running his thumb over the spot he left. Not wanting to completely remove all your pleasure. 

“You just don’t talk enough.” Keigo rebutted, placing the head of his cock back in your mouth. Slowly thrusting it in your mouth. Softly groaning at the sensation and sight. Neck bulging with the size. 

Dabi raised an eyebrow. Grinning slyly. “You want me to talk?” He taunted. 

Keigo laughed, “Why don’t you ask the person who it actually matters.” He said, smiling as he pulled out. Your saliva coating his cock, strings of saliva snapping once he got far enough. 

Dabi laughed, “What about it, Y/n? Like my voice?” You looked to the side, wondering where the hell he got that from, but didn’t disagree. His voice was nice, really nice. You took a moment to answer, but replied with a quick and meek nod of your head. He smiled, making you turn away. 

“Yeah?” He grabbed your face softly, bringing you to look at him. “Of course you do.” His lips met your abdomen. Sending a tickling sensation through your body. His mouth returning to your small bud. Sucking it softly. 

Keigo’s hands massaged your breast, making a nice moan leave you. His tongue ran over his sharp teeth as he moved his hand and pinched at your nipples. Humping your mouth as he groaned.

You felt your back arch. Eyes rolling back as you felt Dabi suck on your clit, curling his fingers and moaning into your cunt. You felt your body spasm, your legs squishing around Dabi’s head. As you felt this string in your belly snap. Suddenly going slack as Keigo laughed. 

“Damn, you really tired her out.” He smiled, pushing his hips deeper and grimacing. Feeling himself strain before cumming into your mouth. Watching the way your neck contracted around him. Swallowing his thick seed. 

He chuckled darkly, running his tongue over his teeth as he pulled out. Watching you saliva coat his dick. Shiny and thick. He ran a hand through his hair, caressing your cheek. “You’re such a whore sometimes, Dove.” He cooed, eyes flicking to Shigaraki. “Isn’t she, Shigaraki?” 

You glanced over to him, eyes glossy with tears. You could feel your pupils dilate when looking at Shigaraki. 

His cock throbbing in his palm as he panted. Face tinted in red as his bottom lip looked swollen . Like he was biting into it. And his cock covered in cum. 

“Damn man, you looked fucked up. Didn’t know you’d be into this kinda’ thing.” Dabi taunted, licking his fingers. His tongue running over his lips. 

“Shut up Dabi.” He retorted. Running his tongue over his lips. Eyes darting to you. 

Keigo sighed, looking at Shigaraki. “Actually, that gives me a good idea.” He said, “Y/n, get on your knees for me.” He glanced at the couch, reaching for his phone. “Wanna’ show Rumi how slutty her crush is.” 

You felt your eyes widen, jumping off the ground and on the couch. “Wait, what?” You said, “Rumi likes me?!”

Dabi let out a breathy laugh, raising his hand to his face. Covering the amused look he had. “Fuck, that’s all you man.” 

Keigo smiled, “Of course she does, we all do.” He cooed, grabbing your hand and pulling you back to the floor. “I just want to-“ He gestured to the other two men in the room. “Add her to the fun.” You hated how inviting and charming his smile was. 

You bit your lip, nodding your head and leaning into him. Placing a small kiss on his lips and pulling back. Going on your knees and leaning down. Keigo chuckled, nodding his head approvingly. 

“Good.” He praised, a hand pressed into the small of your back, keeping you pressed between the floor and himself. “S’good for me.” 

You didn’t even notice how close you were to Dabi. Him kneeling on the floor, you in between his legs. Looking up at him. Literally. 

You flinched when you saw a light flash. Despite knowing what what was happening, you couldn’t stop the words from leaving your mouth. “What are you doing?” Keigo didn’t reply, just pressed his hand between your shoulder blades. Making you shiver and deepen your arch. 

“I want fuck you like this.” He said, holding his cock. You felt your legs close, wanting to rub your thighs together. You flinched, feeling his cock press against your ass. 

D-did he get bigger?...

You could feel your eyes move to the other boys in the room. Seeing them utterly engrossed in the way Keigo was touching you. Your body is like a magnetic pull, unable to look away. You looked back at his sweat, which was unfortunately worse. His dick print catching you completely off guard. You ended up looking at the floor, face burning in embarrassment. 

You blinked a few times, feeling Keigo’s hands rubbing the dip of your waist soothingly before lifting you up slightly. Letting his hand roman over your stomach before squeezing your tits softly. Enjoying the way your shoulders jumped up in shock. 

A small moan escaped you as he did so, making him smile cockily. “You like that?” He taunted, “You like to be recorded and watched like a slut?” You shook your head, not giving him much satisfaction. His hands tore away from his chest to the back of your neck. Lifting you up slightly so he could talk against your ear. Chuckling darkly. 

“I’d suggest you start talk or I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t be able to.” Your eyes fluttered. Your mouth going slack in shock. You pussy burning with desire, your mind clouding with filthy thoughts. 

Holy- this is exactly what I needed.

You pressed your hips closer to his, trying to encourage him to do something. Keigo choked back a groan as he lowered the camera to your thighs. Biting his lip and stifling his laugh. “Impatient little thing.” He cooed, pressing the head of his cock to your drooling cunt before rubbing your clit.  Keeping the camera up and ready to record the lewd sight. His tongue poking out the side of his mouth with a sadistic smile. Honestly, that was the best way to describe Keigo’s expression- sadistic. 

“Ready?” He asked. 

You bit your lip and nodded your head. 

Keigo felt his eye twitch in annoyance, his free hand running up your scalp and yanking your hair back. You could feel tears pearl your eyes. “Words, Honey.” He grit. 

You felt your lip quiver, pussy clenching needily. 

“Yes,” You begged, “Now, stop talking and just fuck me, please.” He chuckled, the vibration of the action translating to you. Before he pushed the head of his dick into you, immediately turning off the recording and tossing his phone aside. Keigo noticed the stretch of his cock made you shut your eyes for a moment. Tears falling down your hot cheeks. 

A suppressed moan left you. God, it always felt amazing to be stretched out by Keigo’s dick. His cock curving into you perfectly. You dug your nails into the carpet, toes curling from the sensation. 

Keigo stopped, lifting down to you for a moment and pressing a kiss between your shoulder blades. Before another thrust made you jump forward. “God, fuck yes.” You panted, arching your back and leaning into him. 

A slow build of tingles and pleasure shooting through your body, when he moved his hips. His nose was pressing against where he kissed, when you felt his tongue lick up to your neck. A loud moan leaving you from the act. His mouth hovering over your shoulder and pressing a kiss into it. You threw your head back, feeling him thrust into you. 

“Fuck- god..” you let your head fall, his cock slipping in and out of you in a rhythm. His voice was bouncing within the room. “So good.” He briefly laughed before grabbing your hips and continuing. Eyes glancing at Shigaraki, seeing as he was fisting his cock. Hips thrusting up into his hand. Dabi palming his cock in his sweats, not giving it his desire just yet. 

Fuck. You felt so good and Keigo just wanted to do this all day everyday. Watching the way his cock entered and left your fluttering walls, seeing you desperately clamp on him. Thank god you were his girlfriend, he could just fuck you whenever he felt like it. 

And you didn’t seem to mind. Keigo was sure you were thankful for his godly stamina. He mentaly laughed at that thought.  

Your body would jump forward with every thrust, your voice loudly telling him, he was doing an amazing job. You shoulder jumping up with every thrust. When he remembered a certain spot you really liked. He then moved to that said spot, making you lowly groan. 

He laughed, flexing his fingers. Not wanting to hurt you with his harsh grasp. “This place?” He teased, pressing into that spot again. Your back arched and eyes shut in return. 

Keigo smiled a bit, not letting you answer. “Yeah, this spot.” He remarked to himself, continuing to abuse that spot. You gasped and felt him hammer into you. You felt everything, your mind blanking out to just the thought of him fucking you. 

Keigo bit back a groan, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he continued to thrust into you. A pleasure he didn’t know he could feel taking over his being. Maybe it was the fact that he was being watched. Maybe it was becuase of how untouchable you were, yet here he was fucking you. Maybe, it was the fact that this was the closest Dabi and Shigaraki were ever going to get to you. 

Watching the way he fucked you was also going to be a late night thought. You jolted forward, tears falling down your face with every harsh thrust of Hawks’ hips. His hand pressed to the back of your head, forcing your cheek into the floor. Looking up at Dabi and Shigaraki. 

“She’s cute, right?” He said, moving his hand to your back. Applying pressure to deepen your arch. Feeling his cock slow down and stretch your open. “Moaning over my cock.” He teased. 

Dabi rolled his eyes, looking at Shigaraki. Seeing him utterly engrossed with the blank fucked out look on your face. Hand quickly moving over his cock. The way your eyes were glossed over, tears falling down your cheeks. 

Hawks smiled, “Go on Dove, tell them how much you love my cock.” He teased, “Tell them how you beg me to fuck you everyday. Stretch your pussy around it.” He smiled, leaned back and observing the way you melted into his floor. Pussy clenching around his cock. He laughed mockingly, “Make you my little fuck doll. Something for me to fuck whenever I want.” 

He thickly swallowed, taking a hand and running it through his hair. “You want that? To be my cock sleeve? A cumdump, huh?” 

You couldn’t talk, twitching around his cock as you melting into the floor. God, you loved this man so much. You loved the way he made you feel. So in love and fucked out. How you couldn’t think straight once you got a whiff of his cologne or shampoo. 

The craving you got from wanting to suck his cock. Hearing the loud profanities that left his mouth as he praised you.

Degraded you. 

Maybe you had a thing for men that were obsessed with themselves. Fucking whatever opened their legs to them. But, you didn’t care. You didn’t fucking care when serveral men’s eyes were on you. Filled with nothing but desire and need. 

I mean, at least Keigo wasn’t completely like that.

You jolted forward, feeling his cock hit the perfect spot inside you made you forget. Made you not care. The deep and full feeling you got every time he entered then pulled out, only to push himself back in. Bully that head of his cock into your tight hole. 

You ended up moaning loudly, whimpering. Your cheek touching Dabi’s knee.

Keigo laughed. Raising his voice and mocking your moans. His fingers wrapping around your body to your clit. Rubbing circles to see how you reacted. Getting you to cum over and over again. Just because he was bored. 

You couldn’t get enough of it. Couldn’t get enough of him. 

And Keigo couldn’t get enough of you. You were so perfect, so docil and frail. It felt like he could snap you if he grabbed too hard. Maybe that’s why he liked you so much. You were something just for him. Something to play with. Whether that be gently or rough. It didn’t matter, you didn’t care. 

You just wanted to cum. 

“Fuck.” Hawks choked on his breath, biting his bottom lip. “Dabi, you wanna see her squirt?” He thickly swallowed, moving his hands to your ass. Pulling it apart to get a better view of him entering your soping pussy. “She lets out the prettiest moans, doesn't she?” 

Dabi shrugged, “Don’t know, maybe.” He cooley said, biting back the groan threatening to leave his throat as your head rested on his thigh. Looking up at him with glossy and swollen cheeks. Your nose running slightly. 

Hawks smiled, grabbing your hair and forcing your head up. Forcing you to look at the people in front of you. “Dabi.” He quickly said, “Do me a favor and actually watch me fuck her.” He said, glaring at him. “Get your knees on the floor if you need to.”

Dabi grit his teeth, before composing himself again. “Really?” He said. “Then, go ahead. I wanna’ see the disappointed face on Y/n when she doesn't get to cum.” 

Hawks laughed, “I think that means you need some pointers.” 

“Fuck off.” 

Keigo poked his cheek with his tongue. “Currently doing that.” 

Dabi shook his head, reaching his hand to your cheek. Caressing it lightly. Leaning down to your face and smiling, “You like being fucked by Hawks? He makin’ you feel good, Pretty.” You looked at him, feeling butterflies erupt in your stomach. Innocent eyes staring at him so kindly. He can see why Hawks was so obsessed with you. 

Even like this you looked pure. 

You nodded, answered his question. He just got closer, “Yeah?” He cooed, smiling at you. “Such a good girl.” 

You just melted into his hand, small breathy moans leaving your mouth as you looked at him. Gripping onto his thighs and twitching. Absolutely loving the attention Dabi was giving you. Keigo grabbing your hips and forcing his cock into your little twitching hole. Gripping onto him and trying to get him to finish. Like you were begging him to breed you. 

He speed up, feeling you twitch and tighten around him. You let out a high pitched moan feeling that particular bubbling feeling develop within your stomach. His hands meeting your breast and squeezing you. His hand pinching and pulling softly, making the both of you moan. 

You pressed your forearms to the ground, leaning your head down and looking down. Your eyes wandering to his dick continuing to press into you. Hitting the spot that made you feel and see stars. 

You tilted your head back, feeling him slowly fuck his hip up into you. Your mind slowly blanked. 

“Fuck, im gonna..” you felt him speed up, ”fuck.. im!-'' You cried loudly, lip quivering as you shut your eyes. Hot and fat ears falling down your cheeks. Keigo grimaced, feeling you squirt around his cock. His hips twitching as he slowly stopped. 

Keigo smiled, grabbing your cheeks and forcing you to look at him. “You wanna’ suck Dabi’s cock?” His golden eyes flicked to Dabi experimentally. Smiling at the way he looked frozen. 

You slowly moved your eyes to him, your fucked out expression. Clearly not a single thought behind your eyes as you slowly calmed down. Trying to slowly regain yourself from the high emotions you just endorsed. 

Keigo slapped your cheek lighted, “Do ya’?”

You slowly moved your eyes to Keigo, nodding your head weakly, lashes fluttering while giving a weak and sheepish smile. Moaning as you slowly looked up- “Maybe.” You whispered, eyes moving to his dick outlining his sweats. You looked at Kiego, your doe eyes pulling him into you. “Can I suck his dick.” 

Dabi felt his mind melt. “Jesus fu- Hawks where’d you get a girl like this? Fuck, man.” He said, slotting himself between your legs. Leaning over your body and running his tongue over his lips. Whispering a- “She’s such a whore.” To himself, not particularly wanting you to hear. It wasn’t by any means a bad thing. 

Keigo glanced at Shigaraki. “What about you?” he questioned. “Or, are you fine with watching?” 

Shigaraki nodded, “Don’t worry, this is pretty hot alone. Watching a girl about to get split roasted.” 

Keigo shrugged his shoulders, he couldn’t even disagree with that. Especially if it was you he was going to be watching. 

“Alright then,” He sighed. “Anyways, I wanted to make her cum again.” 

Dabi lowered his sweats, allowing his dick to press to your swollen lip. He smiled, “Open for me, Love.” He watched you hesitate for a moment. A big hand coming to caress your cheek soothingly. “Don’t worry, somethings tellin’ you’re really gonna’ like this.” 

He watched as you still looked a bit nervous. Eyes dancing to Keigo before smiling fondly. Tilting your head and sighing softly. “Did I tell you where my other tattoo was?” He started, “Do you still want to see it?” You adored how soft his voice was, it made you comfortable. 

You nodded your head weakly. 

He nodded, pointing your head at his abdomen. “I got it as a dare, definitely not one of my best moments.” On it was what looked like a succubus symbol. “A girl I was talking to suggested it, didn’t know what it meant when I first got it.” 

You giggled, leaning close and getting a better look at it. Eyes moving to his cock, which suddenly made the whole situation way more hot for you.You bit your lip before nodding your head. Parting your lip and sticking out your tongue. He smiled, taking this as a silent invite. 

“Good girl.” He cooed.

He pushed his cock into your mouth. Biting into his bottom lip with a loud groan. While Keigo followed in motion. Dipping his cock into your pussy. 

Dabi and Keigo looked at eachother. 

Keigo laughed, “We’re going to have so much fun ruining her.”

Sorry for such the long wait. I completely lost motivation to write this like 17k words in and kinda’ left it in my drafts. Even at this point, I was so over this fic. Like, you don’t even understand. :)

Anyways! I hope you enjoyed it!

Cant wait to drop the other fics I’ve held off on for this one! You don’t even understand how excited I am for that one!

VIP(S): @glassriverr

[babaukulele]

If you love me won’t you let me know?

Hawks x GN Reader

Itty bitty Angst and also Fluff bb (I love him I could never hurt him stg)

Words: 564

Reader works with Hawks (hero or villain is up to you)

Warnings : Mention of planes? 

You had just finished what was supposed to be a 9 month assignment together in 7. You worked together incredibly well and impressed everyone who watched. What they hadn't witnessed was how close you two had grown having had so much time together. Kiego was in awe of you really, watching you work gave him goosebumps not that he would admit it (often at least). Despite the peril you had both experienced nearly every day of those 7 months, you had grown closer then coworkers were supposed to. It led to a bit of tension and even action here and there but you both knew the assignment couldn't last forever. Plus you both more then understood the dangers of two people with loose ends and enemies around the globe even standing in each others presence. Still, Kei couldn't help but feel the smothering weight of regret when everything ended and you both returned to the “real” world without one another. You weighed on his mind. His concentration often interrupted with regret and deleted texts leading to nowhere. He was on a late patrol one night when he got caught up with a particularly long chase. By the time he was able to wrap it up he saw the missed call and voice message you had left on his phone. His heart sunk into panic immediately, but no the agency would have contacted him if you were in trouble, right? He clicks play on your voice message. He was positive you both had eliminated all threats from your assignment together had someone-- oh “Hi feathers, it’s me.” You sounded alive, that's a great start. Unless you were being held against your will and being forced to-- “I realize your probably busy, I just wanted to let you know I'm being sent back to the states for a new assignment.” Oh. Wait, you were leaving already? He hadn’t even gotten the chance to... “I'm heading out of Tokyo tonight. Hope you are safe.” He nodded to his side kicks and launched into the air headed, hmm somewhere. You were so sweet to him, you made him feel like being safe was worth it for once. You sounded sad. Why did that make him feel better? “I'm sorry we couldn't say goodbye properly...” so was he. “I enjoyed working together, and um. I just thought I should tell you that uh...” he flew faster then he knew was possible on such a dark night. The time stamp on your message still within the hour. “I think in all that time together...” please. He knew it was selfish, and put you both at risk in more ways then one. Just a hint that you felt the same sparks he had. Just... “i think I've fallen in love with you”. His soul fell from his chest, a new runners high or perhaps your crushing words satisfying his wounded heart. “I don’t expect anything back. I just thought you should know.” His wings falter and he stumbles as he hits tarmac. His hardly graceful landing deafened by the sound of roaring engines and machinery as your jet prepares for lift off.  “I look forward to seeing you continue to chase your dreams. Know I'll be supporting you, no matter where you land.” Please, he thought to himself, see me just one more time if that's all we will allow ourselves. 

[thedivineden]

Together Forever?

pairing: Keigo Takami x Black!reader

genre: angst, smut

words: 3k+

notes: cheating, violence, drugs/roofies, obsessive behavior, manipulation, abduction, implied/reference non-con

After all this chasing, driving you around, being your temporary plaything when you’re boyfriend was too busy cheating on you. You still didn’t give Keigo the time of day, he even took the liberty to slip photos of your boyfriend cheating in your mailbox. Naturally, you called Keigo to be your shoulder to cry on, he is used to this cycle with you. He’s only known you for a couple of months but Keigo has intercepted or ruined every relationship you tried to have. Obviously, you knew none of this. You didn’t know anything about him but he knew everything about you.

Using his standing in society Keigo was able to keep tabs on you and even persuade or pay people to watch you for him. Sobbing into his shirt he can hear you repeat “I just don’t understand why it always ends up like this”, he hated seeing you like this but he hated the thought of anyone else with you more. Caressing your head he places light kisses on your forehead as you curl into him more.

It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep in his arms, scooping you up in his arms — he takes you to your bedroom puts your bonnet and pajamas on, pulling the blanket over you and kissing you on the forehead. The moment he closed the door he took the liberty of cleaning up your home while you rested, only moments go by when he realizes you left your phone and laptop out. Making sure to take a picture of himself and sending it to your ex, he blocks the number before he can even respond.

Keigo isn’t looking for anything specific but looks through everything from you emails to you photos from years ago. Any information he needed for his master plan he sent to himself making sure to delete the threads of information. He closes your laptop and locks you phone continuing to clean up the rest of your home. Hours later you wake up to a pleasant smell —your eyes are puffy and your head is throbbing.

You get out of bed and walk towards the kitchen calling out for your friend. Rounding the corner you see him in a chicken apron setting plates for the both of you. “Hey! You’re finally up! How are you feeling?” he could see the tears forming again. “Aye it’s alright! Let’s eat!” you nod in response taking a seat at the table. Kiego brings over the plates and glasses pouring you and him a glass of wine.

If the circumstances were any different you would think this a romantic dinner between you two. You could never think of him that way, keigo has always been a good friend and nothing more. “Thanks Kei, I really appreciate you being here for me. I’m sorry that I’m always a mess.” Per usually he’s sweet reassuring you that you’re not a mess and anyone would be lucky to have you. “You deserve someone who can keep you safe, happy, and whole like me” he is shocked when he hears your soft laugh.

His warm smile fades and his eyebrows furrow “what’s so funny?”. You notice his serious demeanor and eye him quizzically. “Us? Together? I see you as a brother Kei. A relationship would ruin us, I don’t want you leaving me like everyone else.” He attempts comfort your worries and tell you that he would never treat you like those other guys.

“Kei I don’t want to ruin you, I don’t want to ruin the friendship.” Keigo is tight lipped for the rest of the night, you try to talk to him and even try to get him to stay the night but he refuses. After that night you didn’t see him for a month — phone calls and text between you two became lackluster and short, you weren’t sure what happened between you two but just like everyone else he is in the process of abandoning you.

You adjusted and even started seeing a new guy, he is so nice and sweet to you. Little do you know Keigo sent this guy to push you right into his arms. Tonight is date night for the two of you and he decides to take you to a fancy restaurant. The whole night you two share laughs, flirtation, and footsie under the table — taking a break to the ladies room you come back and see a fresh bottle of wine on your table with two full glasses.

“I ordered us some wine while you were in the bathroom but it is quite strong.” He knew that you loved a challenge and tried to handle everything despite warnings people give you. “It can’t be that strong, I’ve had worse.” Throughout the dinner you two eat, drink and share conversation about your day and what you two expect from each other. You could feel yourself slipping and slurring on your words, your eyes felt heavy and the air seems thicker.

“I- I don’t feel well” you could see the smile spread across his face quickly switch to concern. “Let’s get you home love.” Resting your head on the table you wait for him to pay, once he does he helps you up and walks you to the parking lot. The last thing you hear is two people talking and laughing before you black out. Waking up you realize it still dark outside and your head is pounding.

“Nicholas? I think you might’ve been right about the wine..” looking around you realize that you aren’t in your apartment. Maybe he took you to his? The room is immaculate and luxuriously spare — the walls were red and the windows were covered with sheer black curtains, you lay upon a bright red king bed with black silk sheets.

Swinging the blanket off of you see that you only have a large shirt on, no underwear and no bra. Another issue is the amount of bite marks and dark purple peppering your skin and the giant chain wrapped around your ankle. It feels like time is frozen, your head is spinning. You don’t know how you got here but you need to leave now. You scan your surroundings trying to find anything around you to break the lock. You rummage through the nightstand drawer, nothing. Of course it wouldn’t be that easy.

Deciding to use the lamp on the nightstand, you smash the object into the chain. You feel tears brim at your eyes the longer you smash the lamp. Your mind is racing, who could’ve taken you? Why did they take you? What were they going to do to you? Did they do something to you while you were sleep? Where is you boyfriend? Was he the one that put this on you? You were so focused on breaking the chain open you didn’t hear your captor come into the room. “What are you doing love?” You see your boyfriend come in with a plate of food in his hands and a quizzical look on his face.

“Baby..why is this chain on me?” You hope that your soft tone would appeal to him in some way or push him into taking it off so you can escape. He laughs at your tone, setting the plate down and sliding across the pristine tile floor. “Eat your food. He’ll be home soon.” You rush to get out of the bed, lamp in hand, prepared to break the object across his head.

Before you could even get halfway the chain yanks you back causing you to hit the floor. You could feel a sharp pain shoot through your ankle. He didn’t even bat an eye before walking out of the room again, shutting and locking the door. You scream at seemingly nothing, frustrated that you’re even stuck in this position.

You eye the food he slid towards you disgusted by the assortment of finger foods and juice box sitting on the platter. Crawling over to the tray you toss everything across the room, screaming at the top of your lungs. If anyone could hear you they would for sure call the police so that’s what you did. Screamed. For hours. Your throat is coarse and dry but you were determined to do something. Anything.

The tears were rushing down your face, all the yelling and crying you were doing made your head hurt. The moment you stopped you could hear two voices? You walk close to the door hearing your “boyfriend” and a sultry voice talking with him. Attempting to get close without the chain alerting the new comer. What if he is trying to sell you into sex trafficking? This is why you don’t use tinder.

You could hear the lock clicking and in walks your friend? You cry tears of joy “KEI! I’m so glad you’re here!! I need you to help me to get this off” pointing to the large lock around your ankle. He eyes the food under him, the lock around your ankle then at you. When he locks eyes with you its as if his entire demeanor changes. “Kei…” he walks past you to the door in the far corner of the room.

Opening the door and disappearing through the door you could hear him shifting through hangers. Sitting on the bed your mind and heart is racing. If he isn’t here to help you then he’s in on it too. What if they were planning this the whole time? After a few minutes he comes out with a red close-fitting formal dress. He throws it on the bed next to you “Put it on and freshen up in the bathroom, if you run or try anything, I will kill you.”

Keigo says all of this with his award winning smile on his face. He bends down to unlock your ankle what he didn’t expect is a swift kick from you. Knocking hind over you take this chance to run out room and down the stairs. You didn’t know where you were going but you’re determined to find a way out. “NICHOLAS! THEY’RE DOWNSTAIRS” you can hear fast footsteps come from upstairs and down the hall in front of you.

Racing past the kitchen rounding the corner you reach the front door. The amount of locks on the door is evident that they were placed to keep something or someone in. Adrenaline is making your heart thump in your ears — you unlock the first several locks just to get to the last one that needs a key. Your head slams into the door before you could think of your next move.

“Where are you going baby~” your ears are now ringing paired with the black spots blurring your vision you couldn’t even process who had hit you. The only thing you heard before blacking out is your so called friend telling his accomplice to take you back to the bedroom. You woke up with a headache entangled with your captor.

You couldn’t fathom how he could sleep so peacefully next to you. When you tried to reach over and strangle him you felt your right hand retract backwards. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Looking up to see a sterling silver cuff around your wrist. You couldn’t do anything but kick the young man instead of waking up he rolls over to entrap you in his arms.

You knew he is doing this on purpose. Your kicking and shuffling became more erratic which irritated your captor. “You already ruined our date night, don’t ruin my sleep as well.” You scoffed at his statement “I don’t give a fuck about your sleep. I want to know why I’m here and why the fuck you’re touching me?” his movements were swift and he is leaning over you with his hand over your mouth. “Why must you make this difficult, I just want us to have a happy life together.”

The softness in his eyes scares you. He could feel you shaking under him, Keigo removes his hand from your mouth. You spit right in his face it took everything in him to not smack you. He rolled over to the other side of the bed got up and went to the bathroom. You could hear the shower turning on and see him come out in a robe. “I know you want to shower, let’s not make this difficult.”

The disdain written on your face confirmed the process you two would have. The whole time he is trying to strip and shower you tried fighting him off. You kick, scream, bite, and scratch him as much as you can. Once he got you in, he takes off his robe and steps into the shower with you. Using your arms to cover your body you scream “I don’t need someone to wash me, get out!”

For once he didn’t protest and steps out as you wish. The shower is the one place you can move and think freely without him breathing down your neck. Every moment you were spent washing your body you were comprising a plan to escape from here. Keigo knew that no one would come and look for you, you told him all about how you had been abandoned at birth and only made a few friends including him since you moved to Tokyo. The idea of someone coming to find you is slim to none unless it is a wellness check done, which is unlikely due to the connections he has with the police.

You could try to overpower him but every time you tried it ended up with you being hurt and you don’t want to leave out of here in a body bag. The heat from the shower paired with the injury you sustained yesterday paired and the lack of food in your stomach makes you lightheaded. Before you knew it, you were on the shower floor drowning in the continuous stream of water. Once Keigo hears a thud in the bathroom he doesn’t hesitate to come in and scoop you up from the shower floor wrapping a towel around you. “NICHOLAS! CALL DOCTOR AMARI” your vision is spotty and your body is weak but you manage to get yourself together. “Let me go. I’m fine.”

A thought flashes through your mind and you immediately start wincing at his touch. “We’re going to get a doctor to come here and look at you, you can barely stand up on your own.” You may never be able to take showers by yourself again but maybe this Doctor Amari can help you escape from here. “My leg is hurting..can you carry me to bed.” softening your voice with this request. Keigo doesn’t hesitate to scoop you in his arms and take you to the bed. He grabs a pair of sweatpants and one his shirts, giving them to you to dress yourself. “Can you help me Kei?” your sweetness is getting to him and calling him his nickname is the icing on top of this shitty situation.

Frozen in front of you Keigo tries to assess whether this is another trick of yours but he couldn’t pass touching your silky brown skin. “Yeah..sure” he made sure to be as gentle as possible while putting the clothes on you. His fingers lightly brush your exposed skin making the hair on the back of your neck stand up. You smile at his action and reach your hand out to touch the side of his face — he melts into your hand putting his over yours looking up at you with admiration, deciding to close the gap between you two your arms wrap around his neck.

You could feel his body jerk in response he didn’t know if you were trying to strangle him again but when he hears the soft whimpers coming from you. “Kei..I’m scared” after that statement he wraps his arms around you pulling you into him. “I’m sorry dove, I didn’t mean to scare you. I promise to protect, love, and provide for you as long as were together, peacefully.” his emphasis on peacefully made you wary.The sound of the door opening causes you to jump out of his embrace.

Irritation consumes Keigo as his accomplice comes into the room. Eyeing both of you suspiciously he says “Doctor Amari won’t be available until next Thursday.” You silently curse to yourself but remember ‘good things comes to those who wait.’ “Can I go to a hospital? My leg is killing me” the men both exchange glances letting the silence filling the room. “No dove, I’m sorry. I can’t have you telling doctors or anyone you can get your hands on that I’m keeping you here. I still don’t believe you fully understand why you’re here” he’s waiting for you to play into his game, to beg for him to let you go so he can finally see through the façade but you didn’t. “Okay Kei, If that’s what you think is best.”

Both of the men give you puzzling looks before exiting the room leaving you with your thoughts and an empty stomach. Hours go by before the someone comes back into the room. You were still in the same position when your ex Nicholas coming into the room with a tray of food, “Keigo made some of your favorite foods, He’s going to be gone for a couple of hours. Eat or starve. It doesn’t matter to me.”. He stops in his tracks when he hears you enthusiastically reply thank you. He stands there for a while, mumbles a you’re welcome and hurries out the room. You eye the tray sitting on the night stand. If you were going to get out of here, you need to play the role.

Sliding closer up the the tray you grab it off the nightstand and eye the traditional Jamaican cuisine displayed on the plate. You could see the steam rising and eat what he made. At least you don’t have to starve. Once you’re done you place the tray back on the nightstand you brush your teeth in the bathroom, wrap a scarf around the front of your head and put your braids in your bonnet. Opening up the curtains you unveil the beautiful night sky and head to bed. No matter what, you were going to get out of here.

[dr-ground-zero]

Crash landing

(just a lil Hawks x reader fictlet not much snz really short though. Reader has the kink) Thunder crashed and lightning flashed, you sat on your bed doom scrolling tiktok as you waited for sleep to take you. Inside was silent as a mouse while outside was coming down harshly. Your mind else where off into whatever you were listening to on tiktok when.  You hear the radio go off

“Mayday! Mayday! crashing in 10!” You jumped from your spot on the bed and you had to listen again before scrambling towards your balcony window. At first you couldn’t see it pasted the darkness of the sky and downpour of the rain but you moved just in time when you saw Keigo.

The man was coming in hot for a crash landing! You hopped aside fast as he came barreling in, landing on the bed, bouncing off, and falling onto the floor. You grimaced and winced when you heard the soft ‘thud’. You shut the balcony window and went over to your boyfriend.

“Kiego! Kiego!” You called out frantically hoping he wasn’t hurt. Thankfully he sat up rather quickly and stretched out his wings. “I’m fine babe, i’m fine!” You sighed in relief and helped him up onto his feet. You still couldn’t shake the concern though as earlier Keigo wasn’t presenting well. You could tell he wasn’t feeling well but, you couldn’t get the stubborn bird man to admit it.

“How are you feeling?” You asked, but once again Keigo said he was alright, just cold from the rain. Though you could see it in his face, he looked exhausted, his face pale, and his nose a slight red color. Looked irritated, then again Hawks was known for just abusing his nose if he didn’t care enough. “If you want i can help you dry off so it doesn’t take so long…don’t want you catching a cold.” At first, you thought he’d reject it, but he decided to surprise you. He pulls you into him and whispers in a rather stuffy voice.

“Though i’m sure you wouldn’t bmind be catching ode” You have to bite your lip to keep the flustered scream from escaping. You sputtered for a second before asking. “Do you have a cold?” He then takes your hand and places it on his cheek, leaning into your touch a little while his other arm is around your waist. Now you were really lost, what’s gotten into him?! You weren’t even mad, you’re too flustered to be mad by now. Sure enough though you do pay attention to his body temperature. “Its hard to tell which you being soaked from the rain. You feel cold to me though”

“Mmm’baby why dod’t we get id the shower?” He suggested, you could hear the smirk in his voice, and you could also hear his soft wet sniffling in your ear. Sounding like he hadn’t given his nose a decent blow in a while! “U-um s-sure” You stuttered out, then he did something you didn’t think he would do. You knew the red-winged hero’s sneezes never gave any warning, they were pretty sudden. So you didn’t expect to feel his nose buried into your chest when he sneezed.  You had no time to prepare, it just happened and boy was it a fit! His sneezes were short, but desperate sounding, and you could feel how they soaked the neck lining of your t-shirt. How his body jerked and hunched over and was practically flushed into your warm frame. While he sneezed you felt compelled to hold him. One arm draped on his shoulders rubbing small circles while the other had its hand in his hair. Your grip wasn’t tight as you didn’t want to hurt Keigo, but you needed to hold onto something! When he finished you could feel his hot breathing against your chest. He sat up and sniffled before going to rub his nose into your shoulder. “Bl-bl-bless you” You could barely say with how dazed you were from the stunt Keigo had pulled. He then chuckled softly and said. “Thank you, baby, dnow why don’t you help me feel better~?

[justagirlwhowritess]

Pairing: Hawks x Fem!Reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: cheating, unrequited love

His heart ached as he watched her eyes glaze over, tears threatening to spill down her rosy cheeks. He took a step forward towards her, his hand reached out to cup her cheek. “D-don’t touch me” she sputtered, taking a step back, away from him, tears that were once threatening to fall are now rolling down her face. “y/n, please” he begged. He just wanted her to hear him out. “N-no. I’m done.” She hiccuped. Her hand was now trying to wipe the tears that were freely falling. His face fell. “It was an accident.” He breathed in an attempt to control the mix of anger and sadness that was building in his chest. “It wasn’t. You confided in her about me, about us. You chose her. Time and time again when you thought I didn’t know. Those late nights after an argument where you would storm off to somewhere unknown. I knew. All the flirty texts you promised me were nothing. I stupidly believed you. All the canceled dates for ‘work’. I knew. When we would go on dates, you would smile for pictures, the smile never being real. I should have known you weren’t capable of returning my feelings for you. The constant ache I felt as I watched you leave our home to be with her. I loved you, I wanted everything with you. At least answer me one thing, Kiego. Do you wish that you loved me?” The words fell from her lips, the tears had stopped, replaced by anger washing over her features. It was his turn to cry. He knew what he was doing while he was with y/n. He knew being with her without loving her was wrong, as well as stepping out of the established relationship they had. He tried to love her. He wanted to love her. He watched her pack her remaining belongings in their once shared apartment. “I would turn into a stranger if I could. This feeling is eating me alive.” She breathed taping the final box, the word ‘memories’ scribbled in Keigo’s messy handwriting on the top. Memories they both would be leaving behind. “I tried so hard to fix it, nothing seemed to help.” He finally spoke to her once more. She took the box in her arms, leaving his key in the palm of his hand as his mind reeled about her question for him. Do you wish that you loved me? “Yes, I do.” He whispered as the door closed and he was alone.

[sanscat0414]

My Icarus

Hawks X Reader

Angst to fluff

SPOILER: for the Nomu fight

Synopsis: Hawks come home the Nomu fight, and you help him with his wounds while you nag him on being more careful.

Note: I have bad English. Don’t judge me.

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You felt nothing but dread as you watched Hawks fight on the Tv. Normally your pretty okay at watching his fights on tv as he normally comes out unscathed. This time however it was bad Hawks was beaten and battered, his wings were reduced to very small. That night you anxiously waited for him to come home. You even had preparing him a nice dinner. You thought maybe by giving him a good healthy meal you be easy some of his burdens even if it was just a little.

He came home past midnight like a lot of nights. He didn’t expect you to be there to great him as it was late. He gently got an unpleasant surprise by seeing you awake. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see you, it’s just stung seeing you have that expression on your face. He made you worried.

“Keigo, welcome home.” You said, but no matter how much you tried it was obvious you were not in a good mood.

You came up to him and got a better look at him, scratching everywhere, a few cuts and of course the state of his wings. You two stayed like that for a few seconds before he interrupted your thoughts.

“Hey love. I was thinking you be asleep by now,” Hawks said.

He sounded so tried and all you wanted to do it make sure he was okay. At least as okay anyone can be in his position. He knew you where worried form the moment he saw you. Hawks tried to hid the pain he was in. Putting up a front is nothing he isn’t use to but with you, he always seems to have a hard time lying to you.

You sighed and help him get into your shared penthouse. You dragged him into the bathroom. Like clockwork Hawks already knew what you where up to and started to take off his hero costume. At time like this you alway help him with his injuries. Hero’s got pretty good medical treatments but Hawks never was the type to go when he did get injured for small stuff. He was stubborn but so were you when it came to his health. You always push him into the bathroom and clean all his scuffs and help him when ever he need to. This wad no different but much worse then any other time. You help him clean up, and then treated his wounds.

“Keigo, you need to be more careful! I hate seeing you so hurt,” you scolded him.

“I’m alive, aren’t I? So I’m fine, baby.” He said in his usual tone with a smile.

“Drop it, we both know your not okay. I mean look at you. I get it it come with the job, but serious you need to know your limits. Your not invincible and… I can’t stand it.”

Hawks never liked see you upset and he always go back to his good old friend, humor when he doesn’t know how to react.

“Did you see how Endeavor sliced through that building? I bet he doesn’t cook often judging from how he cut that building into uneven pieces.”

“Keigo, I know what your doing and you ain’t distracting me. Admittedly it would be pretty funny to see Endeavor in a kitchen. I’m serious you need to stop getting yourself into these situations!”

“Baby I’m fine. Have a little faith in me okay? It’s not like I’m weak, I can handle myself fine. ” He said a little irritated.

Hawks felt a little hurt. He knows you mean well but at the same time he hates to think you think he’s weak. He’s supposed to protect you, he’s supposed be strong and alway be there for you. That’s what he thinks a good boyfriend need to be.

“But what if one day you aren’t strong enough to save the day? What if one day you don’t come home to me… Kiego… you need to stop being so reckless.” You said as tears build up.

You didn’t have the heart to look up at his eyes. He looked at you as you help him with the last few scraps. He hated seeing you cry but this wasn’t something he’s willing to compromise on. This is his job, being a hero. This came with the job, you both know that.

“Baby, you know this comes with the job. If I gave up every-time something like this happen. I wouldn’t be a good hero,” He said.

Selfishly you desperately want him to stop but you know he won’t. He would give up on his dream so easily. You knew he was a great hero and he was as strong. You finished up with his wounds.

“Just promise me, you come home. Don’t push yourself…. Your strong I know that. But…. You have a tendency to be reckless. Just don’t fly to close to the sun, my little Icarus. You came close this time don’t go any closer okay?” You said as you kissed his forehead.

He smiled knowingly you cared so much. Have you by his side, you where perfect. Many times he wondered what he did to deserve just a prefect and beautiful partner.

“Thank you, babybird.” He said.

“There’s that birdie I know. Finally letting up a little. Now I made dinner. It cold by now but I can reheat it. We can cuddle after.”

“That’s sounds great.” He said and followed you out of the bathroom.

Despite how much you worry, you always made things ten times better for him. He made you happy and you wanted to be his safe haven. You want to be the best partner. Hawks want to do the same for you. He thank you for the dinner. Once you two were finished, you two went to bed. Hawks held you in his arms and kissed you. He was content being with you. It was moment like this that makes his heart soar.

“Hey Y/n.”

“Hm?”

“I love you. Thank you for looking out for me and taking care of me. I don’t say it enough.”

“I love you too, but don’t you dare come home like that again. Or else I’ll beat you up myself!” You said jokingly.

“Babybird, you would hurt a poor injured bird, you wound me.” He played along.

“Oh you know what I mean. Now let’s get some shut eye before the sun rise. We both need some sleep after that.” You said.

He smiled and kissed you one more time.

“I love you. Good night Y/n”

“Good night, my Icarus.”

[fatefulstories]

@puppyboy-selfships

A self ship between S/I x Kiego with themes of love and fluff.

If there is anything you want please do tell me!

[univvrse]

we're in all the magazines (chapter 1)

chapter title- have you heard about the bird?

hawks x dabi

There were four members of the band 'Puncture'; each with deeply buried secrets. Dabi, Hawks, Shigaraki and Mr Compress.

Each about to find out things about eachother that will change their relationship as band mates forever.

on my ao3 if you'd prefer

1k words

The lights were practically blinding. Dabi squinted at the backlit audience; they were barely visible to him through the sweat dripping from his brow into his strained eyes. He didn’t care, though. Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he screamed the lyrics to “Surfin’ bird” into the mic.

“BIRD BIRD BIRD”

Dabi loved performing basement shows, the atmosphere was unbeatable, almost electric. Though he dreamed of performing for unfathomably large crowds in stadiums that swamp the entirety of the small town he came from, he vowed never to consider himself “too good” to sing in someone’s dingy basement.

“BIRD IS THE WORD”

The world around him faded away as he sung. He was engulfed by the music. His bandmates sounds boomed around him and Dabi felt as though he had been transported to a world where only him and the music existed. He was no longer aware of his surroundings, but it didn’t matter, he was completely in his element. This is where Dabi belonged, he never felt as at home as he did on stage.

“DON’T YOU KNOW ABOUT THE BIRD”

Dabi removed the mic from the stand and began to stumble about the stage wildly, singing with such intense vigour that spit flew from his lips. He staggered towards Kiego, who was playing his guitar in a similarly intensive way. Kiego turned to Dabi and Dabi leant closer to him, so their faces were mere inches apart.

“EVERYONE’S TALKING ABOUT THE BIRD”

Keigo was so immersed in his playing that he didn’t even flinch at the deafening screaming in such close proximity to his ears. His fingers moved up and down the guitars neck at an unimaginable speed. His demeanour as he played was near hypnotising. He looked careless and obsessive all at once. He bent his knees and leant back, looking up to the exposed pipes littering the ceiling as he fervently performed.

Dabi moved away from Keigo and back to the centre, this time leaning into the audience as he sung. Hands came up, grabbing at Dabi with desperation. Audience members were shoved violently by each other, everyone needing to be as close to him as they could possibly get. Dabi became increasingly unruly. He was dizzy with ecstasy. These people looked at him as though he were a god on Earth. His singing was now more equitable to screaming, but if anything, this only drew more excited shouts from the crowd. He had an untouchable stage presence. All eyes were on Dabi as he began to jump about the stage feverishly.

“A WELL A BIRD BIRD BIRD IS THE WOOOOOOORD”

As the song came to an end, Dabi let out an insurmountable scream, his chest heaving with the effort. He doubled over, panting doggishly while his bandmates finished playing. The instruments died out and Dabi straightened up, waiting for the crowd’s whooping and yelling to quieten before announcing that their set had finished.

“We have been Puncture! Don’t you forget it!”

The lights went out, the band quickly exited the stage. Although Puncture was not the biggest band in the country, they were adored by every crowd they performed for. Their gigs grew with each performance, despite them being a cover band.

Puncture’s van was parked down an alley. The band name was spray painted down the side in black, nothing else stood out about it. The white van was intensely filthy; it looked as though the members were in agreement that rain was the only sort of wash a car needed.

Dabi walked over to the driver’s door to unlock their van and Sako half jogged to the side doors, desperate to unload the weight of the entire drum set off his back, Tomura and Keigo were not far behind, Tomura with his bass guitar and Keigo with his electric. They quickly loaded their instruments into the back of their beat-up old van before climbing in alongside them and sitting on the seats in the back of the van. Dabi sat in the front seat, he owned the van and he’d be damned if one of the idiots totalled it.

The 4 of them took a moment inside to recollect their thoughts before Keigo spoke;

“We really killed it tonight didn’t we guys?” He was still slightly unsure of how to speak to the group; he was the most recent member in the group after they’d had to replace one of the members of the band due to…. unforeseen circumstances. He was good though, a nice guy and played even better than the guy he’d replaced, Dabi definitely thought so.

“Yeah probably our best performance in a whiiile, you were a little off at times though Dabi,” Shigaraki said- always the pessimist. Sako shrunk back in his seat, used to the inevitable disputes that came after gigs.

Dabi hummed, still getting over the adrenaline from the show, “no point thinking about it now Shigs.”

“Might help you next time, front man actually has to hit notes instead of just fucking screaming shit all the time.”

“Actually, and correct me if I’m wrong, isn’t screaming shit the point?” Keigo chimed in.

Tomura had no retort, “are we gonna go home or what?”

Dabi didn’t reply, just kickstarted the car and pulled out of the lot; Tomura scoffed, pulling on his headphones, he was virtually unreachable with them on. Three of the four lived in an apartment that was just as run down as the car, Keigo had a place a lot further away, but he mostly just crashed in the spare room in the others’ apartment. They had a spare room; their other band member had left pretty quickly with no warning in the middle of the night, so they had a pretty decent set up.

“You’re crashing with us right Keigo?” Dabi asked.

“Yup,” he popped the p, “as long as that’s good with you?”

“More than fine with me,” the dark-haired man replied.

“Cool with you Sako?” Hawks asked, having noticed the quiet nature he had adopted in the last few minutes.

Sako nodded, “yeah that’s okay.”

The four sat in silence for a few minute until Dabi pulled up on the street next to their apartment building.

[hollowtakami]

I’VE GOT YOU

Keigo Takami x GN Reader

CONTENT; references/implications of depression, pet names (baby bird, birdie, duckie), light hurt with lots of comfort, established relationship, Keigo being Keigo /pos

WORD COUNT; 1879

AUTHOR NOTE; this is pretty self indulgent, but i hope it brings a smile to your face nonetheless. remember that you are loved, drink some water and take care of yourself <3

With one last flap of his wings, Keigo stepped onto the balcony of his penthouse, one foot after the other. He stopped, stretching out his wings and yawning, wide-mouthed, before sliding the glass door open, letting himself in.

Slipping off his gloves and sliding his visor through his messy bangs, he emptied his coat pocket; his penthouse keys - not that he ever used them, seeing as how he rarely ever entered through his front door - loose change, another crumpled receipt for his favourite chicken takeout.

Finally, his fingertips found the little black box he’d kept safely hidden in the fleece-lined cave of his pocket, holding it in his hand like it was his heart. In a way, it was.

Pocketing the box in his trouser pocket, Keigo kicked off his boots and glided briskly through the dark of his penthouse. Blindly slamming his hands to the wall, some of his feathers flying about to aid him in his search for a light switch, the kitchen luminescents soon flickered on. Keigo hummed to himself, opening the fridge for an after-hero-work snack.

His eyes scanned over the fridge’s contents; fruit, leftovers, milk he’d have to remember to throw out, and finally, what he was looking for. Clicking his tongue in satisfaction and reaching out for the tub of lemon pepper chicken wings he swore was singing his name like a hymn, Keigo picked out a few pieces onto a plate, hurrying into the microwave.

His golden eyes fixed onto the spinning plate of heaven before the microwave beeped, the man practically jumping like a hungry dog at the door. Keigo set his plate down on the counter and poured himself a glass of water, soon sitting down and bringing a chicken wing to his nose, salivating at the scent of the marinade, before allowing himself a bite. Keigo was passionate about two things; his hero duties and, of course, chicken.

Although, there was one thing that came about both of those things.

Kiego finished his meal quickly, downing some water before his phone buzzed in his back pocket. Licking his fingers clean of lemon pepper marinade, he reached down. Keigo clicked his tongue and silently prayed that he wasn’t being summoned for another job just after he’d indulged in his favourite food. His eyes trained on the single notification, smiling to himself when he realised it was from you.

Unlocking his phone, he opened the message: “Can I come over?” you wrote, any kisses or heart emojis notably absent.

Keigo paid it no mind, feeling warmth rekindle within him at the idea of being able to see you after a long day at work. He replied quickly, the sound of his fingers tapping his phone screen filling the empty apartment.

“You don’t need to ask, duckie. Want me to come pick you up?” Keigo’s message was sent with the usual pop sound effect - a pro hero must never have his phone on silent, after all. The message sent was soon seen, Keigo anticipating your reply.

“Please” was the only thing sent in reply.

Keigo felt his stomach recoil with concern, the lack of your usual heart emojis and kisses worrying him even more. Using a feather to flick off the kitchen light, he fought with his shoes and jacket in the dark, patting his trouser pocket to make sure the little black box was still with him.

With one last affirmative text to you and his visor over his eyes, he skipped off the balcony railing, spreading his wings and letting the wind fly through them, Keigo’s body cutting through the air, bolting into the stars and the clouds towards your apartment. He made sure to stay above the clouds; he didn’t need anyone seeing him at this time of night, especially not when you needed him.

His mind twisted with worry, tossing and turning inside the confines of his skull. You were prone to depressive episodes, ideation, things like that. You’d told him very early on in the relationship, almost like a forewarning.

He knew you felt like a burden, like nobody understood you, nobody cared or believed you when you told them you weren’t doing okay - when not doing okay turned to rock bottom, sometimes lower than the earth’s core, it was worse.

Keigo blinked away his thoughts as he flew towards your apartment building, looking for your bedroom window. Counting up the rows of illuminated squares, along to yours, he flapped his wings, red feathers cutting through the wind as he slowed to a halt, bringing a gentle knuckle to your window pane and rapping quietly.

He could hear his breathing, his heartbeat. Keigo’s phone buzzed again with another text from you: “The window’s open”.

Keigo didn’t waste any more time. Eyeing out the ajar sill and sliding it up with a gloved hand, he put one leg through to your room, folding his wings and his body until he wobbled into the light of your room. Keigo squinted, adjusting his eyes and lifting his visor up before he peered over to your bed, seeing gentle eyes looking back at him amongst a cocoon of blankets and duvets.

“Hey, birdie,” slipping off his gloves again, he reached out a slow hand to your hair, brushing it out of your face and cupping your cheek. He kissed your forehead with an audible peck as he knelt down to your bedside. “What’s going on?”

You shuffled under the duvet, your hand peeking out from under the covers and reaching for Keigo’s, intertwining your fingers. You were tired, the kind of tired that stole away your words, the ability to function - it made you feel heavy, unloveable.

Keigo knew this.

Squeezing your hand gently, Keigo brought your knuckles to his lips and kissed them gently, individually. You felt your lips curl into a small, grateful smile. The suns of Keigo’s eyes peered around your room between the soft kisses, noticing the subtle hints of your struggles. Piles of clothes amongst the boxes you kept your spare pillows in, the desk bin that still needed emptying, the bottle of water on your bedside that Keigo knew was at least a day old.

Looking back at you, he stood up for a moment, deciding to sit on the edge of your bed, not letting go of your hand. You weren’t talking, there was probably a reason for this - but he would work around that. He’d do anything to make you feel comfortable, safe.

“You not up for talking, baby bird?” Keigo asked softly, not a hint of judgement in his voice.

A small nod came from under the blankets. It wasn’t uncommon for you to go mute when you were feeling like this, Keigo never blamed you for it. He squeezed your hand again, reminding you that you weren’t alone.

“Alright, duckie. Can I help you sit up?” Another nod.

Helping you to sit up and putting a pillow behind your back, you heaved your body up with Keigo resting a hand to your lower back and guiding you into a comfortable position against your bed’s headboard. Keigo soon discarded his jacket, throwing it over the edge of your bed, shuffling over to you and letting you sink into his side as he planted a kiss on your head.

Keigo sighed happily at the feeling of your body heat against him, holding you close, stroking your hair and giving you the occasional kiss on the crown of your head.

“I love you so much, duckie,” Keigo whispered, “I’m so proud of you for trying your best despite how you’re feeling.”

You didn’t need to speak for Keigo to understand what was happening - you were getting bad again. There was nothing wrong with that, he’d be there for you no matter what.

“Have you eaten today?” He asked, softly as he could.

You shook your head, and Keigo offered to make you something light. You agreed with some reluctance and Keigo helped you to your feet, wrapping a wing around you as you walked in case you needed something to support you, help you keep your balance, as the two of you ventured over to your kitchen. Keigo ignored the pile of dishes in the sink, he’d do those for you when he lulled you to sleep - after you’d eaten.

You sat down by the kitchen counter, hugging your hoodie to your body. Your heavy eyes watched as your boyfriend got what he needed to make you a warm meal; he knew where everything was, no need to guide him like you first did when you got together a year ago. Your heart warmed at the thought of Keigo knowing you so well, loving you so well.

“Is soup okay, birdie?” Keigo held a tin of chicken soup in his hand, smiling and reaching into the drawer for the tin opener when you nodded. You found yourself smiling a little, wanting to thank him with every word you had left, but you’d do that when you managed to get some good rest in Keigo’s arms.

With some warm food in your tummy, and Keigo insisting he pour you a new glass of water for your bedside, you found yourself wrapped in his wings, held close to his chest with his arm slung over your shoulder. He peered down at you, smiling.

You loved it when you found his golden eyes looking at you like that, stars full of nothing but love and affection for you. You were lucky to have him, Japan’s number two, your number one.

“Oh, by the way, duckie,” Keigo perked up, unwrapping his arm around you and diving a hand into his trouser pocket, pulling out that small black box. “I found this on patrol today. I thought of you, so I couldn’t leave it behind,”.

He held out the box to you, letting you take it from him. You looked up at him, seeing that aloof, nervous smile on his face, his cheeks stained with subtle red. Your fingertips lifted the box’s lid open, revealing a silver necklace with a pendant attached to it. Your lips parted, slightly agape with wonder as you lifted the chain up, eyeing the glistening, winged pendant of an angel.

Keigo planted another kiss on your forehead, offering to put the necklace on you as he saw your small, appreciative smile. He lifted your chin with a gentle finger, leaning in for a kiss. Your lips met, a touch you’ve craved all day, all the time you’d felt like you weren’t loved melting away with the warmth of Keigo’s love, like fire to wax.

“Thank you,” You muttered, holding the pendant of your necklace between two fingers.

Keigo smiled. “You deserve it, baby bird.”

With soft wings wrapped around you both, Keigo held you in his arms as you laid down, sinking into the mattress for some rest. As you felt yourself slipping away into a dream, Keigo kept you close, whispering sweet affirmations to you, reminding you how much he loved you, how he’d keep you safe and happy for as long as he lived.

When you woke up, your depression would still be there. But you were a fighter, you were Keigo’s - things were going to be okay, regardless of that darkness.

[ushibug]

Having a Latina girlfriend! - Keigo Tamaki

A/N: for my fellow Latina ladies!

Youre Latina? Hawks is ON THAT.

Man snatched you so fast...

Personally I believe Hawks is a simp for WOC shh

So when he got a Latina gf? ESTATIC!

cocky even that he has a pretty thing like you on his arm

...Espicially when you call him “guapo” or “bonito.”

that gets him to (☆ω☆) and wink wink .

Thinks the culture you hold is beautiful.

He also loves the language so he tries to pick up a few words here and there;

“Hola ermosa” he says horribly pronounced.

“Que ta pasando chica?” add a Keigo wink

loves LOVES when you curse at him in Spanish. He just leans against the table with a smile and takes it ALL in. (Even is your roasting his ass)

“Wow my little bird is so hot!” sighs in content

Best part of the day is coming home after laid back hero work and enjoying that authentic cooking!

Whether you from Mexico, Chile, Argentina, etc. he lives for that cultured shit

BriNG HIM TO THE PARTIES!!!

I know he’s just gonna try his best to bust a move

And on god he does. HE HAS HIPS.

LIKE HES OUT DANCING YOUR DAD AND TIO.

You’re kinda suprised he’s dancing the bachata with you perfectly

“Where’d you learn this?!” “It’s just in my blood baby!!”

Yeah okay pollo boy🐓