Lovely - Billie Eilish ft Khalid

"Nom nom," Kazu blabbers blowing bubbles with his saliva, followed by a couple. You cooed dragging a tissue thumb along his chin wiping away the saliva dribbling down from his lips and stuffed it in your pocket. After you adjust his jacket, you leaned down smothering Kazu's cheeks with your butterfly kisses. The babysitter's car parks at the curb of the height alliance as does Aizawa's. Opening the door to the backseat you greet the babysitter, avoiding the boys walking into your dad's car.

Clipping Kazuko in the babysitter's car seat, you set his diaper bag beside him. Tiny hands would reach for your face and hair, giving your h/c strands a harsh tug. It doesn't hurt unless Kazuko continues and used both of his hands. Handing him a couple of toys would release the hold he had on you. Kissing your baby on top of his head a couple of times, you turn to the babysitter. The woman is waiting patiently by the driver's seat. Closing Kazuko's door gently, you bowed. "Thank you for taking care of Kazuko for me today,"

The babysitter bows back after you waved at Kazuko in the middle of drooling on his hand. You gave the sitter a note with instructions, notifying her about Kazuko teething issue and a growing fever.

"I already gave him medicine so he should fall asleep while you're on the road," You informed her, earning a soft-spoken 'got it' in return. You stepped away waving goodbye as the babysitter drove away with your son, wishing him good health and behaviour for the sitter's sake.

Once the car disappeared around a corner, you enter the passenger seat of your dad's car. Accompanied by bakugou, todoroki and lastly Midoriya who were tasked to shop for the dorms, you sort to ignore them. Still upset from the other day, you kept your eyes down on your phone and watched the time tick by. You offered to come along since you had your own shopping list to complete for Kazuko. You stared at your phone the whole ride only looking away when your dad suddenly asked you for a favour.

"Hm," You hummed, giving your dad your undivided attention. The man reaches into his pocket without losing control of the car and holds out a piece of paper. You take the slip and read it, asking. "You're out of eyedrops?"

"I figure I should get more that way we can share when one of us runs out," Aizawa explains, stopping at the lights. He then points at the address written at the bottom. "I already ordered a prescription. They should be ready for pickup,"

"I can get my own eyedrops, Dad. They don't cost that much," You explained.

"It's alright y/n. I don't mind sharing,"

This continued until he left alone at the supermarket with the three boys but again you weren't there for them. Aizawa left you with clear instructions before you walked ahead of the trio, carrying a basket for your groceries. Keeping Kazuko in your mind, you scoured the isles of selves and crossed things off your list—more for him and less for yourself. Background music on speakers playing a random radio station drowned out the footsteps sneaking up beside you.

"Excuse me, Y/n," Did you acknowledge Midoriya's presence? Not so much. Was he bothering you? A little. The young hero stayed close not wanting to fall behind. "I don't want to bother you any longer but I just want to apologize for the other day,"

You stop, turning on your heel. "You...apologising to me?"

The green haired lifts a brow. It's shouldn't be him apologizing—you said internally, looking over his shoulder and seeing Todoroki and Bakugou. Bakugou immediately looks away when you peered over at the two. The blonde knows why you're staring and you'd hate to remind him.

You sighed. "You don't have to apologize, Midoriya because I know my father is forcing you to do it. You guys weren't exactly quiet when my dad decided to lecture you about personal space,"

"No that's not why-"

"Forget it, Midoriya. Forget what happened that day and save me the melodramatics," You cut him off, forever done with the conversation. You hated being cold towards others. Tells people that you're your father's daughter. Not only that, you were merely acquaintances with his students and nothing more. Sure you had a great conversation with a few and they've enjoyed the amusement coming from your son. But like you said to bakugou—you didn't want to offend anyone with your emotions.

Trust issues prevented you from forming any new friendships. It's a terrible mindset that saves you the trouble of being used or manipulated. Never again.

Looking down at your basket full of groceries, you let out another sigh that shudders unlike the last. "I'm gonna go pay for my things and head to the pharmacy to pick up my dad's medication. You guys can go on without me, I can catch a cab back to the dorms,"

"A-are you sure? It's dangerous wandering off by yourself without your father's permission," the green haired boy protested.

"I'll be fine, Midoriya," You spoke, ditching the boy.

Midoriya would watch, worried as you did exactly as you declared earlier. Unknowing you, someone had noticed you passing by after you left the store. You plugged earphones in your ears, not wanting to be bothered by anyone till you reached the pharmacy.

"I'm here to pick up a prescription for Shota Aizawa," You informed the pharmacist working behind the counter.

"And are you a relation to Mr Aizawa?" The lady asked.

"I'm his daughter," You answered, nodding your head. After you paid for the eye drops you carried them in the bag carrying Kazuko's food. Down the street, you stopped in an alleyway when the path suddenly became too crowded. Phone in hand, you received a text from Midoriya as an unknown number.

Unknown number: Y/N it's Midoriya

Unknown number: Sorry about earlier, i didn't mean to upset you and hope you're okay wherever you are. If you like me and Todoroki can meet up with you at the pharmacy. We're still paying for the food and Kaachan left early to meet up with his parents.

"He never gives up does he?" You'd ask yourself.

You quickly reply to the messages, denying Midoriya's offer out of stupidity. Behind you, lilac eyes watched you intensely and the stranger immediately recognized your h/c hair. While you were about to turn back on the footpath, you came to a complete halt.

You almost dropped your phone at the sight of black hair and lilac eyes approaching you. "K-ko-Kouichi,"

"Hey y/n. It's been a while hasn't it?" The man greeted taking a step towards you. You crept back cursing inside your head when you unexpectedly walked into a dead end. "You look great,"

"You-" You jerk a finger at him, shaking. "You stay far away from me,"

"Is that how you talk to a friend," He tilts his head giving you a snarl. You were taken aback by the word friend so much that you felt a few stray tears streaming down your face. You hissed grazing your knuckle on a brick wall.

"You're not my friend and you know why!" You snapped, your voice was trembling and mixed with overwhelming emotions.

"I'm afraid I don't. Care to remind me, baby," that when his hands firmly grab your waist. You quickly pushed your hands against Kouichi's chest, causing him to stumble backwards a few feet.

"You're a fucking rapist Kouichi!" You shout, loud and clear.

"Still going on about that night, huh y/n? I was drunk when it happened so what's the problem?" Kouichi questioned, making you cock a brow.

"That's a lie and you know it, Kouichi. I was beside you right before you decided to show the world how much of a creep you are," You argued but you would live to regret it.

"Hey! What are you-" You squirmed when Kouichi lunged at you pushing you against the wall and holding your jaw in a tightening grip, tight enough that you couldn't speak. Your hands dropped everything you were holding including your phone.

"Know your fucking place you fat pig 'cause I hate to teach you a lesson like last time!" You heard in your ear making you squeal in pain and dig your nails into Kouichi's wrist. Thoughts of the night Kazuko was conceived being to flood in your head. You stared wide-eyed at the smirk growing on his lips as his eyes trail down your body and then back up.

"You're body may be different but you're still my y/n," Kouichi whispered against your skin.

"Lmhpt me go-" You muttered your pleas. Your tears blurred your vision preventing you from seeing the hand travelling down your stomach.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing with y/n!"