MHA/BNHA Stories.

Shush.

This art isn't mine, all credit where credit is due. 

"All I want to do is love you, kiss you, hold you. Make your favorite food, have you massage my scalp or play with my hair. Take naps in my sleeping bag together…"

You've done it this time, Shouta. You just had to push and push, now look where you are… on the outside looking in…

Aizawa sighed as he watched his lover embrace their newest family member, via live stream. That could have been him comforting their little cub but no. The raven haired man had overstepped a boundary and was now paying for it. 

"Y/n, darling, you know that Sho would never hurt you. We would never hurt you. He was just worried about you, that's why he did it." Hizashi's voice was like velvet against your eardrums. "But he still did it! I-I can't…" You sobbed harder, cutting off your own words. So smooth and soft, his hands moved in small soothing circles on your back. 

Slowly the blond pulled you closer, being as careful as possible. He didn't want to harm you, and was surprised that you allowed him to get close. Usually, Y/n would be hiding from them, only coming out after trying to escape or for using the bathroom. However, given the circumstances you didn't have much of a choice.

When it came to eating Y/n made their own food, mainly because both males had drugged you one too many times. It was scary waking up in different clothes and bed, sandwiched between two men. Especially when they're your y/n-nappers. However, Aizawa didn't care about that. 

He would argue with both you and Mic over it. Stating that you wouldn't eat, shower, change clothes, etc without him doing it for you. That's why he kept drugging you or wrapping you up in his scarf to be dragged away. 

Eraser also liked to point out that you had slept with them before. None of this was new. Which was true, countless times you three shared a bed, the couch, floor, hotel room, you name it. Of course, that was prior to you moving in with them. 

Trust would need to be earned again. The trust the trio shared before was completely gone now. Since the latest incident left you nearly paralyzed from the waist down. 

Dark eyes narrowed as their owner watched his lover lay with their pet. Growing more upset by the second as the two were fully engrossed with each other. Y/n cried into Yamada's chest, while wrapping their arms around him. As Present Mic hummed and rubbed every inch of your body. 

As your tears dried up, your body stopped shaking, you relaxed. "I'm going to get the healing cream, alright? I'll put it on your back, is it okay if I take off your shirt? And touch your bare skin?" Y/n gave a small yes for an answer. This would have been a dream come true if it wasn't for the reasoning. 

Leaving the room, Mic quickly walked down the hall, going to the bathroom, then back to your room. Green-ish yellow (or red) eyes looked up at the hidden camera. Hizashi's mouth moved, apologize later to Y/n. 

"Now, my Melodist, I'm going to take off your shirt. Think you can help me?" 

Subconsciously Eraserhead had activated his quirk. Making his luscious but always messy locks stand up. Eyes glowing red in anger, at himself, and jealousy. Turning away from the screen, running a hand through his hair, pretending it was yours. Shouta let out a huff.

Fair toned ears twitched as their owner heard your small whimpers, groans, and moans of pleasure. Yamada has always been good with his hands, Aizawa knows that personally. "How's that? Does it feel better? Do you want me to kiss it for you?" 

You said yes, enjoying the comforting touches, kisses, and spoiling. All while the raven haired man watched from the sidelines. 

Surely you'd let him pamper you this way. Hopefully before you get the use of your lower half back. So you can't run away again, or next time you might end up fully paralyzed.

690 words. I hope you liked it KoiFish69