The Creator and her Shadow. Momo Yaoyorozu x male reader

His frigid embrace

Y/n PoV
My hand shakes against the rough,jagged edges of the shattered mirror. I can feel the shards of glass splintering into my skin like grains of sand under my skin
While still wearing a snarl like grin I stare back at my reflection, fully embracing the darkness letting it comfort me rather than ruin everything again
"I've seen that look before. On my face long long ago. You've inadvertently taken the next step towards becoming a more perfect you"father whispers deviously in my ear while grabbing my shoulders tightly
His face appears over my right shoulder so I see him in the mirror matching my smile
"It's strange..I thought I'd be ruined but honestly...I feel good"I admit feeling immense shame for it, to my very core shame and self hatred writhes and coils up my soul but my experiences from today make me become unbothered. Hardened by the pain
My eyes drain of colour and emotion replacing my vibrant loving depending on who I'm looking at eyes with a bitter piercing glare
"You finally see how good it feels to separate yourself from the lower beings, you are on a level of gods son so tell me.. do you belong mingling with them or are you better than them?"He quizzes possibly being rhetorical
I gulp but my saliva gets caught in my throat
"I-I...I'm better than this! I'm better than all of this! I don't need to care"I reply finally letting my inhibitions go. Accepting the truth
"Yes! That's right! You don't need to affiliate with filth! You are better than that! Now..join me son. Fulfil your destiny and stand by my side as we make history"he encourages ecstatically with his typical superior tone
Even while being manipulated I have a sliver of my own free will causing me to slam my eyes shut to stop father staring at me
I wait for an uncomfortably long time in silence ,waiting for him to critique my weakness and demand I join him..but it doesn't come. He stays silent so I open my eyes and lock eyes with a face in the spider web cragged mirror but it's not mine. His face has taken over my own, imprinted his look into mine like in my nightmare about Eri
I go to freak out and panic but again nothing, the fear melts away. Now I can't even muster the right emotion.
Calmly I stare back at father's blank eyes on my face, his ear to ear grin ever present. His firm jawline. Hair dangling over my forehead and the sides of my head. My dream,my will..
With a smirk I look at my hand where two large shards of glass sticking out of my skin in between my middle/index and middle/ring knuckles
Nonchalantly I bring my left hand to the shards and pull the first one out slowly,almost enjoying the pain as the jagged edges spilt and rub against my skin
With an oddly satisfying *SLLLK!* the glass slides out of the cut spilling a dribble of blood onto the pale sink
I move onto the next piece which I just rip out without hesitation,again spilling the dark substance onto the glacial countertop
With an intense but also calm stare I examine my hand where the intrusions were, I turn my hand staring at every inch of it before feeling my scars from the usj . A feeling of nostalgia and mystery falls over me as my mind becomes torn.
Soon I lose interest though and turn to the door
"Shall we?"father asks looking to the door still wearing his snarl
Like I'm in a trance my body moves out the doorway into the bedroom where I look around confused
"It feels weird now"I whisper blankly
Father doesn't answer but I look at the bed where one of Momo's dresses lays across the edge
"Hmm should give her the rest of her stuff. Don't want it laying around"I mutter to myself but also father
"Hurry" he growls impatiently
Quickly I begin grabbing all of Momo's clothes from my closet and on the bed then shoving them into one of my gym duffel bags. Still being careful to stack them reasonably well. After I move onto her makeup from my desk, grabbing the different mascara and lipsticks before shoving them into a clear bag then laying them gently beside her clothes
I zip up the bag and hold it over my shoulder as father huffs becoming more and more impatient so I walk out of my room not bothering to close the door behind me
Confidently I make my way down stairs in a slow long stride while leaning back slightly
As I reach the 2nd floor one of the peers come into view. The pink girl..mina ashido my friend
"Ohh hey y/n..how are you today?"She asks shyly, I can sense her discomfort at the situation although I can never understand it..ugh emotions
I stare back at her blankly while raising an eyebrow and resting my free hand in my trench coat pocket
"Does it matter?"I ask coldly, glaring at her with my piercing stare
She gulps and lowers her head
"It does to me."she answers sounding certain as she steps forward a little closer to me
"Well I'm fine"I say with a raspy groaning voice while rolling my eyes
She looks up at me frowning
"W-What? Y/n..."she calls out to me desperately as I walk past, closing my eyes to stop my shame from taking over
I stay silent as I walk to the common room/ lounge area where I saw Momo last. when I hit the last few steps I turn the corner to my left expecting to see Momo but no. She's not there
Everyone who is there however turns to look at me,all wearing faces of either awkwardness or sadness. Until Kaminari stands up
"Hey! How are ya!?"He shouts forcing the aura of the room to happiness
"Know where Momo is?"I ask blankly still standing near the stairs
He falls silent and closes his mouth while avoiding eye contact
"Well?"I ask impatiently letting my anger swell
"She's in her room. Crying like usual."jiro snaps at me from behind me near the stairs
I glance back over my shoulder to her and then turn and begin walking to Momo's room
"So you're just going to waltz back to her? Give her a bag and leave her broken again?"she asks as I reach the first right on the staircase which leads to the second floor
I don't dignify her with a response. Just laugh deeply and brazenly..like my father before me