Pairing: Corpse Husband x Gener Neutral Reader

Genre: My Hero Academia!AU, Villian!Corpse, Villian!Reader, angst

Warning: none

WC: 2k

Request: hello ! I would like to know if u could write a corpse husband × Gender neutral reader one shot based on the anime my hero academia? reader as a quirk that makes it so they melt everything they touch and you can choose corpses quirk. they are both villains and are trying to leave their villainous past together but ultimately cant do it. it could be fluff turned angst

A/N: so Corpse's quirk I chose was that he lets out a vapor that can effectively "kill" someone. He doesn't actually kill them, but they become paralyzed as a toxin enters their bloodstream and goes right to their brain. The person "drops dead" and their heart rate slows down and their motor functions are damaged so even if they were to move afterwards, they'd be slower and wouldn't be able to use their hands very well. Hope this makes some sense! Also i ended up rewriting this a few times because I've been in an oddly good mood lately and the angst wasn't flowing right 🤥, so I hope this was angsty enough 😓. Thanks for the request! I had lots of fun writing it for you <3.

"God, I wish they'd at least give us soap or something." You complain as you realize there was no soap for you to clean your hands with. "Such a shitty motel." You mumble under your breath before drying your hands and tossing the towel back onto the counter. You walk back into the main room to see Corpse running his hands over his face.

"Hey, you alright?" You ask in a calming voice as you take a seat next to him on the creaky, way-too-soft mattress.

"Yeah. Yeah. Just tired." His response is always the same, but you can't really blame him. Tired seemed to be the running theme between you too. You both have been on the run for almost a year now and the cycle never seems to end. Once you think the coast may be clear and you emerge from hiding under new identities, they find you. Whether it's the cops or the League, they've been up your guys' ass for a long time now.

"I know." You respond before leaning your head on his shoulder and rubbing his back soothingly. You want to do something. Something to make all this shit stop. But you don't know what to do. You've tried everything. Pleading with the League. Bargaining with the police. No one would take your olive branch and no one would believe you both just wanted peace. You wanted to be left alone. Away from villains and heroes, cops and just regular people in general. You both just wanted to go somewhere far away.

"We should get some sleep." Corpse's voice rings as out he gets up and grabs a spare change of clothes. You nod your head and watch as he walks towards the bathroom to freshen up and change. You sigh and change into your pajamas as well before laying down on the dingy bed; the single sheet and thin comforter doing little to keep you warm during these cold nights.

Times like these you wish you had a phone to pass the time. Just something to distract your mind from reality. If not a phone, at least TV, but of course the cable in the room wouldn't work and static was all you would see on the old chunky TV.

As you closed your eyes to begin falling asleep, Corpse's footsteps made their way towards you and the bed dipped as he laid down next to you. His arm came to wrap around your waist and pull you flush to his chest, nuzzling his head in the back of your neck before attempting to sleep as well. You couldn't help but smile as you made yourself comfortable again in the new position. Moments like these made the running worth it. Moments like these that made you long for a different life.

The next morning you both stir in bed around the same time; though you were fully awake first, as usual. You turned to face Corpse in bed and tap on his cheek until he decided to open his eyes.

"Already? This early?" Corpse groans, but his smile betrays the tone in his voice.

"Yes, this early." You mock him and open his eyelids with your fingers, planning on annoying him till he's fully awake. "Are you awake yet?" You ask as you hold his face in your hands, squishing his cheeks together so his lips resemble a fishs'.

"Hmmm." He groans and shuts his eyes comically tight.

"No, opeeeen." You whine as you tap the apples of his cheeks repeatedly.

"Fine! Fine, I'm up." He laughs as his hands move up to grab your wrists, stopping your assault on his cheeks. You loved hearing his laugh, especially first thing in the morning.

"Good." You mutter before moving closer to give his nose a quick peck and then getting yourself out of bed first. "I'll work on some coffee." You announce as you remember seeing a coffee maker on the desk last night.

You open the package of coffee filters and take one out, placing it in the machine along with the coffee grounds and water. You pressed the brew button to power the machine, but nothing happened. You gave it a minute before pressing the button again, but still nothing happened. You were getting frustrated.

"Hungry?" Corpse asks you as he walks up beside you. He watches as you rapidly press the brew button, hoping maybe that 25 was the lucky number before it started to brew, but to no avail.

"Starving. I also need some coffee." You say with a sigh before turning to Corpse and giving him a smile. He smiles back and you both head out of the motel, locking the door behind you, and making your way to the nearest breakfast joint.

"God, I would kill for some french toast right now." Corpse comments as you both turn the corner. You snicker at his comment and pay attention to the buildings you're passing, looking for a menu in the window or something that would tell you a restaurant was there.

"Look there." You say as you point ahead where a chalkboard menu sat outside a building. "Let's hope they have your french toast." You add on as you both start walking.

The menu was limited, since the building turned out to be a small cafe, but the smell of coffee had convinced you to stay and Corpse saw something on there that had him practically dragging you inside. It was probably the banana bread. Once up to order, you order a coffee and a pastry while Corpse got, you guessed it, a banana bread and water. You grabbed your drinks and food once ready and sat down at one of the tables. The first sip of coffee instantly revitalized your mood and you could tell Corpse's banana bread was doing the same for him.

"How's your bread?" You ask with your mouth full of your own food. Corpse only nods his head without looking up from the piece of bread, "Sometimes, I think you love banana bread more than you love me." You say jokingly as you watch him take another bite.

"I think so too." He agrees with you and you kick his feet under the table. You both laugh.

"Jerk." You mumble as you stuff another bite of the sweet pastry in your mouth.

"Don't be jealous of a piece of bread, babe." He replies and you just roll your eyes at him while smiling. How you wished every morning can be like this one. It felt so perfectly normal and comfortable to be sitting across from him eating breakfast in a cafe that felt so inviting.

Your thoughts are interrupted as you spot something familiar outside across the street. A person walks by the window and you wait for them to move before seeing one of the very men you were trying to stay away from. Tomura Shigaraki.

"Corpse. We gotta go." You hurriedly say as you quickly stand up from your seat. He gives you a confused look, before he follows where your eyes are trained on. He's stunned silent before getting up from his seat and grabbing your hand, leading you towards the counter of the cafe. You're getting looks from the customers and the staff, but you disregard that entirely as you both push past the door to the back and make your way through the back room. Corpse pushes through the staff, telling them to get out of the way before finding the staff door and pushing it open.

It leads to a back alley where dumpsters reside and trash was littered everywhere with little care. If you weren't quite literally running for your life right now, im you may have complained about how lazy and stupid people are to leave there trash right next to a dumpster.

"This way." Corpse says as you both run towards one exit of the alleyways. A figure walks in front of the alley and stops, causing both of you to stop as well. Dabi. Corpse pushes you backwards and tells you to run towards the other exit, but you're stopped again. It's Twice. The exits are blocked and you're sandwiched in between two ruthless men. You chew on your lip as you look around for a ladder, fire escape, a weapon, anything that could throw the odds in your corner. You spot a door on the opposite side of the alley from where you two emerged and have an idea.

"Corpse, follow me." You say as you tug on his jacket. He's staring down Dabi and watching him as he saunters closer and closer to you two; Twice doing the same. You try to open the door. Of course it's locked, so you activate your quirk and melt the handle off and stick your hand through to unlock the door. Pushing the door open and pulling Corpse along with you, you ignore the stares and yells from the chefs of the restaurant you've stormed in to and push your way through. You make it to the front of the restaurant and then out onto the street, where you're quickly met with a little girl. Toga.

"I've missed you guys! Won't you come back and let me play with you?" She asks as she pulls her knife out from behind her back and brings it up towards her face. Corpse pulls his face mask down and activates his quirk and lets the vapors from his open mouth ease into the air. His quirk would paralyze her for a few minutes, which would be long enough for you two to get a head start. But Toga had different plans. She moved quickly and brought her knife to Corpse's hand, the blood gathering on her knife before she jumped back. Corpse held his hand and you both watched as she licked his blood off her knife. "Ahh. My favorite!" Her cheeks flush red and you pull Corpse away despite knowing that something terrible would happen in the next few minutes. You had to try.

"C'mon Corpse, we have to keep running." You say and he nods his head in agreement. You turn around only to see Toga transform into Corpse and begin to use his quirk against you two, the vapors pouring out of her mouth and into the street, right towards you. You wanted to cry. To scream. Hell, you wanted to kill her. Her, Dabi, Shigaraki, all of them. Can't they just leave you two the fuck alone?! You were angry and you could feel your palms blistering with the need to use your quirk against her, but it was too late. Corpse went down first, hitting the ground with a thud and you immediately stopped. You try to pull him up by his sleeve, but your quirk melts through the fabric and suddenly you're breathing in the vapors. The effect is instantaneous and your knees buckle before falling down next to Corpse. You're facing his legs and you hear footsteps coming closer. Multiple people. Boots, big and heavy steps. Flats, skipping in a childish glee. Sneakers, scuffing against the asphalt.

You use all your energy to pick up your head from the ground. Your head felt like it weighed a ton. Like cinder blocks were holding you down. Corpse's quirk is really no joke.

"Y-y/n..." Corpse's voice catches your attention as you watch the three villains approach you two. Dabi leans over you with his hands in his pockets and reaches his foot out to push your limp body over onto your back.

"Well, well. Look what we found." Dabi's tone is teasing and terrifying at the same time. This wasn't how you wanted this to end. This wasn't supposed to happen.

"Please." Your voice barely above a whisper as you felt a hand on your ankle. Corpse. Shigaraki lets out a yawn before waving his hand and turning away from you.

"Bring them back to the hideout. I want them alive. Use whatever means necessary to ensure that." He says before Toge squeals in excitement. You move your head just enough to look down towards Corpse, his hand still holding onto your ankle.

"Y/n... I'm sorry."