Mirror Me

Thirty-Seven

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           The bed moved slightly, waking me up. I pulled myself from beneath the covers and let out a yawn. It was early. Seven in the morning early... Birds on the balcony chirped loudly, The sun warmed my brown skin. I pulled my legs into my chest curling onto a ball.

I let out a sigh as I nuzzled my face into the side of my shoulder. His breathing is soft- almost delicate. His head was turned away from me facing the balcony doors on the side of the bed. I watched his back move up and down slowly. It was inflamed with red lines from last night.

"Shinsou?" I called softly. I received no answer. I gently smiled to myself.

He's such a pretty sleeper...

I ran one of my fingers down his back. His skin was warm and soft to the touch. I tightly pressed my lips together.

I should make him lunch before I go...

He said wake him...

he looks so drained... he needs sleep...

I let out a huff before slowly standing. I pulled up the basketball shorts and tipped toed out of his room. Once I reached the kitchen I began taking out a bag of jasmine rice. Pouring the rice into a glass medium sized bowl I brought it over to the sink and cleaned off the starch, I watched as the water turned a milky white before draining it. I placed the glass bowl onto the marble Island before starting a Separate pot of water.

Rice balls for lunch?

I hummed. I opened his cabinet for rice paper.

Damnit...

Of Course he's out of rice paper...

I thought long and hard before making my next move. Once I made up my mind I Walked over to the bowl of rice and put it into the fridge. I decided I was going to walk to the store.

I tipped toed into the room, making sure I didn't wake Toshi. I put on a sweater of his along with some sweats.

I really gotta go home... I'm basically living in his clothing...

I closed his room door behind me and left the house. Once I got a whiff of fresh air... I smelt rain. The air was almost salty and Humid. I pulled the hood of The sweater up over my poofy hair. I began to walk down the street.

My phone let off a buzz in my pocket. I pressed the green button on the screen and lifted it to my ear.

"Yo, Y/N! Where the fuck have you been?" Cliffy's voice rang out. "We meet up for food once and you disappear... You worried me girl!" Jack's voice followed.

A smile spread on my face, "I missed you all so much... I should've called more these past days and I'm sorry..." I softly said.

"Yeah you should've. We should've. I'm glad you're okay." Aiko said.

"On that note.... We neeeeed to catch up before the club tonight! Aiko can do your makeup, Jack can paint our toes and complain and I can do your hair." Cliffy shouted, I could already tell she had the biggest smile on her face. I let out a giggle when I actually heard Jack begin to whine.

"I'll be over around 3 make sure You have a song picked out for tonight." I listened to them all agree and shout bye.

I placed my phone back into the hoodie and opened the store door.

I should have enough for some other shit to...

I quickly picked up a shopping basket and began to walk the aisle. Once I came across the vegetable section I stopped. My brown hand reached out and I picked up a package of kimchi. I Read over the label before putting it in my basket.

I turned my head to look down the aisle. My body shook as a woman stood inches away from my face. Her lips curled into a mincing smile. Blue Hair flowed down her back. Her eyes were sharp and cat-like. Her teeth were almost like fangs.

"Y/N? Right?" The woman slurred. Yet I smelt no liquor on her breath.

"C-can I help you?" I muttered as I inched backwards.

A blush appeared on her swollen uplifted cheeks. She let out a small laugh before standing to her full height, "You're with that Pro hero, Right?" She asked, squishing a finger into her rosy cheek.

"I don't know what you're talking about..." I said garding myself.

"Heh," she laughed, "Hitoshi. Right?" She asked more threateningly. I narrowed my eyes at the woman, She grinned. "I just came to tell you... You should watch out for your little 'Lover.'"

I swallowed hard, "What are you implying?" My voice was harsh.

Her grin was now ear to ear. Her blush now brighter than ever, "He might get snached up. And eaten." She let out a laugh before clasping her palms together, "Like a little birdie."

𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂

My hands were empty as I walked back to the complex. My throat- almost dry. I felt like dead weight as I walked the streets.

She threatened Toshi-

She threatened Toshi and I just fucking STOOD THERE...

I'm fucking ussless..... I should've used my quirk.....

But I can't even use the one thing that makes me... I have it and I've never even tried to master it...

I'm fucking usless...

I walked up the apartment steps. My face- full of worry and disappointment... to see Toshi sitting at the very top. His eyes puffy and red, a cigarette was held in his hand creating a cloud of white smoke between us. I cleared the smoke with my hand.

"Shinsou..."

I watched as his eyes snapped open, brightening immediately, "You're here...." He stood up, throwing his cigarette down.

"Where else would I be?..." I said my voice cracking.

"I thought- I.... tell me you're real." He breathed out. He looked almost frantic at this point like he'd been crying his eyes out.

"What?" I muttered.

He took in a breath quickly, "Tell me you're real... Tell me I didn't make all this shit up in my head... Aizawa won't answer my calls... So I need to hear it from you." His eyes searched mine, "Y/N answer me! Tell me that this shit isn't a backlash from me over using my quirk..." Toshi's voice began to crack, "Tell me I'm not delusional."

My mouth tightened into a line as tears bubbled in my eyes, "You couldn't make me up even if you tried. Me and my pathetic excuse of a quirk." I wrapped my arms around his torso as I looked up at him. His heartbeat was hard - spratic. "I have something to ask you..."

He tangled his fingers in the back of my frizzy hair - chewing the side of his lip as he focused on me.

...... What is the L.O.V...

I smiled, "You In the mood for rice balls?"