Ding Dong.

The door to Shoutos apartment rang through out the house, the owner looking up from his current project. Hes 4.45 minutes late. He was with someone, hes cheating on you shouto, someone is ste- Ding dong. Shouto snapped out of his thoughts. Hes mine anyway.

He hurried over to the apartments door, unlocking the many locks and sliding the door open. "Hi Shouto!" A thrill of adrenaline ran through the duel haired mans at the ringing of his name, his name coming out of Izukus mouth whom, was also his "Sorry for being a little late i couldnt figure out if this was actually your place its really, quiet."The green haired boy softly laughed a little. "Quieter the place means less people, the less people the better." Izuku looked slightly, confused for a lack of a better word. "Right. Can i come in" He said returning to his happy toned voice. "Yes." Said the other man moving out of the way to allow the deep forest coloured hair man in.

-Shoutos POV-

Tap tap. Two steps until he was in my apartment, my apartment. I felt a thrill go through my bones. "Would you like some tea?" I asked using my best soothing voice, which, is a downgrade from Izukus voice that not even the best of musicians could beat. He nodded. "This way." I hummed as i walked down the halls to the living room where two pillows and a small table sat. "Take a seat ill be back." He nodded a smiled, walking over to sit on the pillow. I made my way to the kitchen, slamming my hands on the edge of the bench, my breathing deepening and coming out rougher. Hes in my house, sitting on my pillow,his feet touching my floor, his skin in the air of my house. His scent is everywhere. My breath became hot and stuffy. i can smell him. His smell is mine, he is mine, his skin, his bones, his eyes; all mine. I coughed. I have to get on with the plan. I poured tea into two glasses, one green; izukus, and one red; my own. Though, the difference with the glasses didnt stop at colours you see, one of them wasnt empty even before i poured the tea as, at the bottom of the green glass sat a crushed pill. A sleeping pill. After pouring the tea i walked back into the living room to see my beautiful izuku waiting patiently, for me. He looked seductive yet adorable sitting on his legs, his face with eagerness yet patience. I set the tea down infront of him

-Izuku POV-

As soon as Shouto set the tea down infront of me i took a large gulp of it. I had to run slightly getting here so i was quite thirsty but then it hit my taste buds, it was, bitter? I didnt want to be rude so i said nothing and continued to drink. Small chat filled the room in between sips until what i guess was five minutes later i felt drowsiness hit me. "Izuku can i play with your hair." Shouto asked. My breath was ragged and despite no answer he stood up and sat behind me. He played with my hair and sniffed it before putting his face in between my neck and shoulders. I could feel his hot breath on me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, drawing circles on my stomach, nuzzling into my neck; continuing to sniff my hair. "S-shouto, i -" I gulped. My words were forced and hard to get out as the drowsiness became more and more intense. "I fee-l unc-comfortable. p-please get off." I forced trying to push him off me. "S-shouto please- pleASE GET OFF ME" I yelled slightly tears dripping down my face as i weakly attempted to push him off me still no response until i saw it. In the bottom of the mug was what looked like the remains of a crushed pill; the pill that was in my glass, the glass i had emptied, the glass i drank. I broke into a sweat, the world was spinning and slipping out of view as i felt the echo of sleep calling to me. "P-pleas-" My body went limp, a forced sleep consuming me.

-Shoutos POV-

Izuku was in my house,

and he will never leave.

A/N: its all downhill from here.