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❝︎ MY HEROES . ❞︎

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Everything felt like a nightmare, a dream that was haunting to the heroes. Everything happened so fast in such a little amount of time, it was all just very overwhelming.

First, Honey is dead, then, Y/n disappeared and because of what had happened in the apartment Pepper is suffering from PTSD, it was too much to handle especially since everything happened in one day.

Pepper was staying with Kai and his boyfriend for the time being since they could take care of them. So, the heroes didn't need to be home, they just wanted Y/n back.

The hero trio had been drowning themselves in work, hero and paper work. They've been going on missions, taking more meetings, doing more searching all just to find Y/n and bring him home. They came up with nothing after 2 weeks, but that didn't stop them.

Midoriya, Todoroki, and Bakugou continued to work, staying up till the latest of nights to waking up to when the sun is just rising. It was tiring for all three of them but they all made a promise to find Y/n as soon as possible.

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❝︎ MY DARLING . ❞︎

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Todoroki was writing some sort of paper work. He wrote quickly, making his handwriting messy but readable. He wanted to get this paperwork over with so that he could have time to researched about where Y/n was.

Todoroki slowly came to a stop on his writing. He let out a small sigh before rubbing his nose in stress. He could practically feel his eye bags on his face. He hated feeling like this.

Ever since Y/n had disappeared, Todoroki hasn't been in the greatest of mental states. He became like he was when he was in UA, quiet, conservative, blunt, rude and maybe even worse. He distanced himself from his workers while he cried every night with his other boyfriends.

Todoroki would spend restless night hours just crying and begging to himself for Y/n to come back home or to find any sort of led to find Y/n. He knew his boyfriends wouldn't mind since they too stayed up late at night.

Todoroki was just exhausted, he wanted to sleep, he knew he needed his sleep but he just couldn't. His mind was racing at a million miles per hour out of worry for Y/n's safety. He only wants Y/n to be safe and in his arms once again.

Todoroki laid his head on his desk, he felt tears prick his eyes but he kept them in, knowing that this isn't a place to cry, not here, not now.

"T-Todoroki-San?" A worker for the hero stuttered as they opened the door.

"What is it?" Todoroki snapped a bit but sighed.

The worker gulped down their nervousness, "W-We got a led."

Todoroki shot his head up with a start and wide eyes, "What...?"

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❝︎ MY PUP . ❞︎

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Bakugou was definitely different now then before, of course anyone could see it. He was more aggressive, snappy and over exaggerated with the smallest of inconveniences. He was more loud then before and much more rude to the people around him.

But, that was only when he was out in public, when he's at home with his boyfriends, which was rare, he would alway be silent. He barely talked, barely did anything, barely even had the right motivation to eat anymore. He was just... sad.

Although Bakugou didn't talk to his boyfriends much, he was alway there to comfort them. He would pull or push them towards him so that they could cry on his shoulder or have a comforting hug. He said nothing but his actions were warm and loving.

Bakugou stood in the middle of his office room, one where there were files and files of heroes that were acquaintances and others of villains that were jailed or still on the run. He is currently holding one villain folder in particular.

Bakugou glared heavily at the folder that held Electro Vex's picture in it. He clutched the folder so tightly that the paper began to wrinkle than torn by his fists.

Bakugou soon let out a yell of anger. He began to trash his office, throwing and exploding the folders around him without a care. This wasn't the first time Bakugou did this. If anyone looked closely at the walls and floors they would see burn marks from his past attacks.

"S-s-sir?" A worker asks but then let out a squeak as a folder was thrown at them.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!?!" Bakugou yelled exploding a folder in his hand.

"T-the pa-papers came in," the worker said hesitantly as he held up a different folder.

Bakugou paused his tantrum, his back facing the worker, "Are you serious?"

"Y-yes, it-it's right h-here s-sir."

Bakugou turned to the side slightly showing his eye which was widen in shock. His line of sight was fixated on the folder that the worker was shakingly holding up.

"Y/n..." Bakugou muttered in slight disbelief.

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❝︎ MY LOVE . ❞︎

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Midoriya didn't know how long it has been since he diven into work. He doesn't remember the last time he took a break. Everything was going too fast, time was going too fast and Midoriya hates that.

Midoriya barely been at home, barely have eaten, barely have slept, and had no breaks from work. Work, work, work, that's all Midoriya was focusing on and almost nothing else. The more he worked, he created an illusion for himself that he was one step closer to finding Y/n.

Midoriya doesn't like how time goes by so fast, time was a useless thing why was it created? Midoriya could care less however, he just needed to work to find Y/n, it's the only thing he could do right now.

When Midoriya is home, which was very rare now a days, he would comfort Todoroki and Bakugou in his own way. Yet, he pushes his problems else where when the other two tries to comfort him, his focus is everywhere but on himself. It was worrying.

Midoriya had no control on what Electro Vex was doing, he hated the fact that he couldn't control him when he decided to take Y/n away from his loved ones. But MIdoirya does know that he can control his work, and that's why he's doing so much of it.

Midoriya rubbed his temple in slight pain, feeling the 11th headache of the day come up. He let out a small sigh as he looked down at the calculations and papers not eh desk for him. He looked up and see that his computer of websites were opened too.

"Deku? Sir?" A worker questioned as she knocked on the door.

Midoriya shook his head and put on a fake smile that could rival a real one, "Ah, yes, please come in."

"Sir," The worker said again with a worried look on her face, "We found him."

Midoriya's eyes widened as he stood up from his seat, almost pushing off the papers on his table, "Are we for sure it's him?"

The worker nodded with confidence, "We ran multiple tests, it's Y/n, sir. He hasn't moved since, he's there, with Vex."

"Y/n..."

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❝︎ MY TOOL . ❞︎

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Y/n threw up his stomach acid on the floor for the 12th time today. He panted heavily as he tried to move his chains that were on his wrists and ankles. He hung his head low to cover up his tired eyes and beset up face.

"Now now, L/n, I know you still a bit more in you," Electro Vex cooed slightly, "Just get it out and you'll be done for the day!" He kicked Y/n's stomach once again.

Y/n let out a yelp of pain and felt a bubble erupt from his throat. He tried to hold it in but he threw up more stomach acid into the bucket that Electro put in front of him. He coughed and chocked until he couldn't breathe anymore, much to Electro's liking.

Electro smiled down to the beaten up, shirtless, male before him, "That's more like it. Thank you for your corporation. I'll be back tomorrow the same time as always. Rest up now! Buh-Bye!"

Y/n didn't have the energy to talk back to Electro. He only slightly lift his head to see Electro and his three lackeys following behind him. One of the lackeys shut the door closed with a bang, leaving Y/n by himself.

Y/n groaned slightly as he hung his head loosely. Breathing hurts, blinking hurts so he closed his eyes and he didn't dare to most because of the chains. Was this hell? Or was this purity heaven when you sin? Whatever it is, it's pure torture to Y/n.

The cool air conditioning flowed his (h/c) hair, making Y/n unable to use his sweat to escape. Y/n shivered under the cool air. He always hated the cold in the first place.

Y/n hunched over almost like he was trying to curl up into a ball. His stomach hurts from being forcefully throwing up all day long. Y/n could only stay in the position he was in, unable to move and having no energy to talk out loud.

'I miss them...' Y/n thought, 'I want them back...'

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❝ THEIR NIGHTMARE . ❞︎

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