I laid on the makeshift cot Toga and Dabi had made from their own blankets and pillows.

I ended up in one of Dabi's oversized t-shirts (which was a graphic t-shirt mind you, depicting the pro hero Hawks... with his eyes scribbled out in black ink) that went to my knees, and a pair of sweatpants (which might have been Toga's considering they were bright pink and the words "BOSS ASS BITCH" were written down the sides).

Izuku had sent me an email asking if I was ok, which I read but couldn't respond to.

I laid on the cot, my face buried in one of Toga's pillows which smelled metallic but yet like vanilla. I thought about home. God I miss home. I miss my friends. I miss Nessie.

I'll get through this.

I can do this.

I'll get through this.

Right?

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Ojiro and Tokoyami arrived at the agency, met with paparazzi. Everywhere. They swarmed the building, shouting and banging on the wall and windows. A small woman emerged on the room with a megaphone.

"Hello, people of Musutafu. I am Ito Chiharu and I am here to update you on the case of Agent (L/N) (Y/N)'s disappearance." The paparazzi backed up so they could see the woman on the roof. Immediately, they started shouting questions, and the woman looked overwhelmed. She started answering questions as she could, and the men took it as their chance to run into the agency.

No one was in the lobby, which worried Tokoyami a bit.

"Hello?" Ojiro said aloud, voicing Tokoyami's worry.

"Back here!" Kirishima's voice shouted back. They ran to where his voice was coming from, and it lead them to (L/N)'s office.

Everyone was gathered around a man they had never seen before who hunched over a laptop.

"Hey, what's the latest?" Ojiro asked, jogging over to the huddle of hero's.

"Before she disappeared, (L/N) told Izuku that she could receive emails in her head due to her quirk. Now we are about to send her an email telling her a plan to help her escape." Iida informs him.

"Todoroki and Katsuki found a ring in the alley where she was taken, it was from a member of the League of Villians." Sero says, worry etched on his features.

"Not him again." Ojiro says.

"I'm afraid so," responds Shoto.

"Right, ok. Is there anything we can do?" Tokoyami asks, placing down his bag.

"Right now, not rea—"

"Where is my daughter?" A voice exclaims from the lobby.

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"My love?" Whispered a raspy voice. I shift in my slumber, trying to convince them to leave me alone. "Hello?"

I hum and open my eyes.

"Holy mother of—" I exclaim, flinching.

Tomura shushes me, holding my hands. "It's ok, I'm here." I freeze as he pulls me closer.

"What time is it?" I ask slowly.

"It's early. I didn't want to wake you, but I wanted to let you know that I'm back and we can go to our room now. Besides, I wanted to see your pretty eyes." He coos at me, petting my hair.

I gulp, "Our room?"

"Our room." He says like it's the most normal thing in the world. He stands me up, getting me out of the cot. I hear creaking behind me.

"Hey, what are you doing up silly?" Toga asks. I hear her yawn. I turn around and she looks at me and who's hand I'm holding.

"Would you like me to carry you?" Tomura asks, gently pulling my chin in his direction.

I look at him. "No thank you, I can walk." He nods and smiles, caressing my face. I hear Dabi's bed creak behind me.

Tomura pulled me over to the door, pulling me out of the room. I turned my head to look at Toga and Dabi.

'Help' I mouthed.

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"(L/N)-San, please, follow me." Chiharu says to the woman, trying to get her and her husband  out of the public's view.

"Not until you tell us where our daughter is!" The tall man asks.

"I will fill you in on all we know once you follow me into her office." Chiharu says sternly. She never had patience for (Y/N)'s parents.

"Psst! Ito-San!" Whispers a voice from around the corner. Izuku stood there, pressed up against the wall. "Who's here?"

"Who are you and how do you know my daughter?" The woman demands. Izuku flinches.

"I'll tell you if you come into (Y/N)'s office. All her other friends are there as well." Izuku pleads, trying to help Chiharu out.

"Who gave you the right to call her by her first name?" (L/N)'s father asked.

"She did. Herself. And I'd like to see her again please, so come into her office. You may be of assistance." Izuku's green eyes bore into (L/N) (F/N)'s brown ones, making the grown man uncomfortable.

"Fine." Says the mother, waddling in her dress over to Izuku. Her (E/C) eyes were stern and cold. So different than Inko's and reminding Izuku of Shoto's father, Enji.

The couple followed Izuku and Chiharu into (Y/N)'s office, making everyone in the room look up.

"Everyone, this is (M/N) and (F/N) (L/N),
(Y/N)'s parents." Chiharu says, introducing them.

"Who are you all and what are you doing to help find my daughter?" (M/N) demanded.

"Ma'am, we are all pro-hero's, and we are all close to your daughter—" Iida starts off.

"Very close. Some of us are very close." Shoto interrupts.

"Not the time man. Not the time." Denki whispers from the corner of his mouth, addressing Shoto.

"As I was saying, we all care about your daughter deeply—" Iida starts again.

"What does he mean?" (Y/N)'s father asked. "What did you do to my daughter, I don't care if your number three on the charts, what did you do?" He exclaims, taking Shoto by the collar.

Shoto laughs, pushing the man's hand away and straightening his collar. "I'm in love with your daughter sir. And I intend to bring her home."

(F/N) stood speechless.

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Tomura and I laid on the bed, facing each other. Each time I would try to turn around, he would plead for me to look at him again.

"What?" I asked him, trying to sound sweet. Maybe if I played along... maybe I would make it out.

"I'm just so glad you're here. And that I can touch you. I love you, (Y/N). More than anything."

Play along.

Maybe that would work.

"I'm beginning to think I love you too Tomura."

His eyes widened in surprise.

Got'em.

"Really?" He asked, excited.

"Maybe." He smiles wide, grabbing the sides of my faces gently. He stared into my eyes for a few minutes, occasionally glancing down to my lips.

I don't like where this is going. At all.

He brought his face closer to mine, our lips connecting.

This felt wrong. This felt disgusting. He is the literal embodiment of everything I try to keep at bay. And he was kissing me. His lips were chapped, so very chapped that they scratched against mine. He was cold, his hands and his lips.

He finally pulled his head away, pulling our bodies closer. He held me close, putting his forehead on mine. Finally, I hear soft snores coming from him and I know he's asleep.

What am I gonna do?

"You've got mail."

Hello!
You have now met the absolute JERKS; (Y/N)'s parents! Yay! They suck. Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter, from Shoto's confession to your dad to Toga's bright pink sweat pants. Hold on to your horses, it only escalates from here.

I want to thank you all for 6K reads, almost 250 votes, and all the comments. What? I can't believe that you guys love this story as much as I enjoy writing it! I love reading comments, so it makes me happy when you guys do that.

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