yagi toshinori x reader
toshinori is officially retired, and he doesn't quite know what to do with all the time on his hands.
tags: married life, mention of depression
Toshinori Yagi still wakes up early. Every morning before dawn, no matter what. Like clockwork. He can never sleep in with his wife.
He wasn’t a hero anymore, not in the normal sense. He would always be a hero, but his pro-hero days were officially over.
Toshinori lay in bed, arms to his side, and just looking at the ceiling. He sighs, he’s bored. Not of his life, not of his new slow life, but it’s different. There is no hero work, there’s no teaching, there’s really nothing but peace. No danger for once in his life, and to be honest, he doesn’t quite know what to do with his hands anymore.
He looks over and sees a shape of somebody still asleep next to him. She was closest to the wall, away from the door.
“No danger can reach her; they’ll have to go through me first, “ he had thought when they first set up the bedroom when the house was bought. He watched her steady breath, up and down and up and down. He can’t do that all day; he could, but that’s no life.
In retirement, he had settled down. It was a quiet ceremony. A few friends and a few close students from his teaching days.
“Never thought the All Might would get married,” a few friends had told him, laughing, of course. But they were serious, too. Who would’ve thought the number one hero for years would be retired and trying to settle into married life?
Toshinori finally reached over to touch his wife. “Hey, sweetheart, you wanna get up?”
You stirred your life, not yet ready to even face the sunlight creeping in through the window. Without lifting your eyemask, you turned to face your husband. “Toshi, darling, I already know it's still so early. Stay asleep with you.”
Toshinori laughed under his breath. “I’ve tried, dear. You know it's not happening.” He raised your eye mask, smiling when he saw your pretty doe eyes. They still made his heart skip a beat when he looked into them. They were tired, and he could tell he might get a little backlash from raising the mask, but you couldn’t stay mad that long for your husband just wanting to see his wife.
“Okay, you win, you win. I’m awake. How can I help you?” He laughed again. If it were only that easy. He didn’t know what he wanted to do. He wanted you, he always wanted you, he knew that. You had powers yourself, too. But you were a journalist for the heroing world, and damn you were good at it.
You were able to work from home. Your specialty was getting to know pro-heroes in a more natural, normal way. You would invite them to your place for dinner, or you would follow each other around all day during their normal life.
That’s how you and Toshinori met. He was invited to your place for dinner and an interview. After he stopped doing hero work, everybody wanted to know more about the past number one hero.
You learned a great deal about him during that time, and one work dinner quickly turned into something more, with more dinners and outings becoming part of his normal life.
You had made it a rule never to get involved with any heroes, but Toshinori Yagi was a different breed. Yeah, he might have been older than you. But man, he stole your heart. He was more gentle with you than any man your age had ever been. You were pretty close to swearing off everybody before both of you had turned things a bit more serious. It had scared Toshinori quite a bit when it finally did turn into an actual romantic relationship. Allmight had quite a few enemies, and the idea of them coming after you was something that made him sick to his stomach.
But you were strong, and nothing much had ever happened. You kept your relationship very lowkey. It was an odd feeling at first; you were like a jewel. You felt like you wanted to be shown off, and you wanted to be on his arm when you did it. The first time you were seen together as a couple was one of your favorite moments as a couple.
It was a hero’s ball, and you were both invited. He is a hero, of course, and you, as the press. Showing up on the Allmight’s arm was something incredible. The way he showed you off that night, you were the only girl in the whole universe for him, and truthfully loved and adored you.
You weren’t a night owl, but you were not an early bird either. Let you go to bed early and sleep in, that was all you ever needed, and you were fine through the day.
Toshinori had finally convinced you to get out of bed with him and enjoy coffee in the gardens. They were small, but they were still new in the season. Since buying the house, that was one thing neither one of you had really touched yet.
Was gardening something he could get into? He didn’t know if he had a green thumb or not, but he liked the idea of growing fruits and veggies for you both, and being able to bring you flowers every day from something he had grown himself.
“Toshi, what are you going to do today?”
“I don’t know, I guess it depends on what you’re doing.” He replied, downing the rest of his coffee.
“Well, I fully intended on cleaning a bit then spending the day writing in bed.” Toshinori frowned.
Cleaning was totally fine to help with. He liked helping you clean the house you shared, but he would have to find something to spend the rest of his day. “ Toshi, honey, you’re dying here.”
“What are you talking about? I’m happy! I’m with you, and all is calm. What is there not to be happy about?” You turned to face him a bit better, placing your mug on the grass. You grabbed his hands into yours.
“My love, that’s not what I mean! I’m happy too, I’m still so in love with you.” Your eyes went to the matching rings on your fingers. “I mean, you’re so bored being retired, you don’t know what to do with yourself. I don’t wanna keep getting up at the crack of dawn.”
Toshinori frowned as he sighed, but he knew you were right. It had only been about two months, and he swore he had read every book you both had brought into the home, he had cooked, and he had gardened. He had caught up with heroes he had lost touch with in the past. It had been nice, but god, he was bored.
Not to mention, he could only have sex so much with his wife. No, not get Toshinori Yagi wrong, he loved being close with you in any way, especially sexually. But there was only so much time that could kill.
“Honey, call the school, train some next generation like you’ve always wanted. Do what you wanna do.”
“Y/N, that’s the problem. I don’t know what to do with myself anymore. I have spent so many years saving people and their homes, I don’t know what to do for fun or anything anymore.” He said, perhaps a softer and sadder tone than he meant to. It had been a couple of years since he had lost his powers, but he was still involved pretty heavily. Sure, his life had changed pretty dramatically during that time, but he still felt like a bit of a hero.
His words broke your heart. You said to him as you cuddled close to him on your shared bench. Your head was now on his chest. “Toshi, you know you’re still my number one hero, right?”
He chuckled, “ Yeah, I don’t know, I just feel useless again. I felt like this when I lost my powers, but I worked through that. But now, I’m just an old man just bidding time till I just die.”
“Toshinori Yagi, you talk like that again, and I will be the one who kills you.” You looked up at him, “You are not just biding time till death. We have our whole life together.” You took his empty mug and placed it in the grass next to yours. You moved yourself from next to him to on his lap. hands now running through his blonde hair, looking into those blue eyes that make you melt like a love-sick teenager.
“I might not have been able to be your sidekick in your hero work, but I am now. We’re a team, and by damn, you’re still All Might and whatever depression you’re in right now. We are going to get through it together.”
His eyes soften at your words to him. How could he have picked such an amazing woman to spend the rest of his life with?
But you were right, he didn’t even think of this as a depression. And that made him sad, too. This wasn’t your fault. He truthfully loved being married to you. He loved this modest little house you both shared together, where you had already begun building memories together.
“You’re not a cause of my depression, love. I hope you know that.”
You nodded in response, arms wrapped around his neck. “Oh, of course I know that. You know how bad my depression gets; we can pick and choose when it happens. Brains suck.” He wrapped his own arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him. His face was in the crook of your neck; he could breathe in your perfume.
“Come on, let's get out of the house together. Let’s go see a movie, do something fun for a while. Besides, I could use some new books; I’m always down for shopping.”
You felt him laugh in your neck, “Oh really? You’re always down for shopping?” You nodded. There was a little bit of that sense of humor you fell for, even if it was small. It was a baby step towards light with Toshi. He looked up at you, “But deal, let’s get out of the house. It’ll be good for us both.” He picked you up, and you wrapped your legs around him, giggling.
He still was one of the strongest men you knew; he would never let you fall. Toshinori would get past this with you. He would get through anything with you, and he knew that. It was his vows to you as his wife. Through sunshine and storms, he would get through it with you.
Being a little bored in his happiness was something he was grateful for. He was at peace for once in his life. He did have you; he had people in his life from the past, the present, and the future that were still going to make his life whole, and he was so happy he got to spend it with you.
Daily affirmation: Your favorite fictional guy would totally like you if he was real and if you're desperately and passionately in love with him, he'd be desperately and passionately in love with you too.
minors do not interact, 18+ only. mentions of weed
“ baby, let me take it off for you. “ steve looked at you while those big hazel eyes, he looked like he was starving, like this was a life or death situation if he didn’t eat you out at that exact moment.
“ i don’t know harrington, you drive a hard bargain what am i gonna get in return ? “ you replied back with a cheeky tone. you felt his smile in his kiss has he was placing his lips on your inner thighs, and his hands were already under your ass holding moving closer to lacy panty line.
“ princess, you know i’ll always take care of you.” you chuckled, raising your hips to help him remove your panties.
this was your first time smoking together and while it made you sleepy and the chillest person alive. it made steve the opposite. he was even more chatty but it made him horny as hell. it wasn’t even in a hour into the movie you had picked out before he was kissing your neck and hand was already in your pants.
‘ okay no smoke seshes with a group of friends.’ you thought to yourself as he lead you back to the bedroom.
“ god i live to worship your pussy, oh my fucking god.” he prayed to you as he wiggled your panties down and toss them off the bed.
he starts slow to savor every taste, and every noise both lips are making. he’s already hard himself but god when he gets like this, obsessed with eating you out, he’s not concerned about his own needs in that moment. only making you cum in his mouth.
he circles his finger around your clit, while his tongue is already in you. he doesn’t take his time for long.
your eyes are closed tight, searching for something to grab. you finally find your favorite place. your boyfriend long, and fluffy dark hair. you pull hard with each thrust of his tongue into you.
“steve, baby oh-oh my god don’t stop please.” you beg him as he smirks only in response not moving himself from you.
he can feel you getting closer. from your body movements, to your thighs getting tighter around his skull, from feeling your gummy walls growing even tighter around him.
normally he would drag you out, he would play with his favorite thing and make you cum and make a mess under a towel below you but god he needed to taste you. the sooner he had you cumming, the sooner his hard and already dripping cock inside you.
“ cum in my mouth baby, let it all go. you know steve’s got you. “ he licked your whole pussy from top to bottom, before placing it in you again. fingers still circling your clit with a new found speed. he’s anxious to get what he wants and he knows exactly how to get it from you.
you moan his name like he’s a king and he keeps up his pace. and he finally gets exactly what he wants. your sweet as rock candy cum all over his tongue and face.
he looks up with you, he’s completely swooned with you. face is glowing with your own juices and he’s obsessed. he’ll never get used to having you all over him and completely at his mercy.
you’re already fucked out. being this high and fucked out? you’re in a state of heavenly bliss. you’re pulled at his hair motioning him to meet your lips,
“oh you’re always so eager to taste your own cum on my lips.” he replies, moving up to meet you. lips meeting in messily and he’s still desperate for you.
“ now, let me take these off.” you say, pulling at his boxers. ready to return the favor of tasting cum.
steve couldn't let people go, so you broke up. When things get worse in Hawkins, he comes to what's safe and stable for him.
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This was the third night in a row she had heard him sneak into the house and pull her into himself. Did he honestly think she was that much of a heavy sleeper that she wouldn’t feel it?
Steve Harrington and you weren’t even an item anymore; he had fucked that up a long time ago. His personality was a bit more cocky back then; along with being so hung up on certain people, there was no room for another woman in that life.
But now, it felt like he was always coming back into her life like a hurricane. It was always one thing or another. Yeah, yeah, it was a small town, but coming out, it felt like they were stalking each other at this point. Couldn’t get ice cream for a while, couldn’t rent a damn movie, it was like she was going to hear him on the damn radio next.
You also did not believe in fate or fairytales. That boat had set sail a long time ago, but for some reason, you kept believing in Steve. You let him keep the key to your place after whatever you two had ended, you kept his hair product and clothes around the house. You had no room to talk about shit, you wore his jacket to work most days, it was cold enough,
Oh, that was going to change tonight! You were going to do anything in your power to stay up long enough to catch him and confront him. You were gonna kick him out for sure, or wait, better yet, just take away the key.
‘ Stupid, stupid, stupid girl,’ you thought to yourself. You laughed softly to yourself, ‘ Steve never thought I was stupid. ‘You shook your head, you had to stop seeing things through rose colored glasses.
You looked at the clock on your nightstand. It was 20 minutes past midnight when you finally heard the front door creak open.
‘ HA.’ Finally, you had caught the jerk red-handed.
You crept into the living room, standing in the passage from the hallway to the living room.
“Harrington, what the fuck are you doing in my apartment?” You said with a stern tone in your voice. Steve turned around with a jump. You had scared the hell out of him. You were a heavy sleeper, and you went to bed before ten. You might have been the fun party girl in high school, but your early twenties had slowed you down hard.
“Oh, hey, uh, I didn't expect to find you up so late.’
You walked closer to him, meeting his eyes. Huh, those big dark brown doe eyes. ‘Oh, stop that, they’re not that good.’
“ Steve, you’ve been breaking into my place for a few nights now, and to what? touch me? I don’t get it, dude, you’re being a fucking creep.”
“No offense, but I did live here for a while, and when did we officially break up? I don’t recall.”
“Steve, it’s too late for you to fuck with me. We’ve been over for months because you can’t let people go. I want my key back.”
You held your hand out, motioning for the key to be returned. He knew you were serious. In high school, you weren’t a mean girl, but he wouldn’t have said you were nice either. But that firm hand kept him in line when you were together; it kept the kids out of trouble. He knew you were being the nicest you could have possibly been right now.
Steve ran his hand through his hair. You looked away. There was no way you were thinking about running your hands through that fluffy mess again. It had been a while, and maybe you missed playing with it, you wouldn’t say that out loud to anybody, not even God.
“y/n look, I’m sorry, I just, you have to know how bad things are in Hawkins right now. “ He moved over to the sofa and sat down like he still owned the place, like he was still just coming home from work. Maybe you missed this, maybe you just wanted to go the fuck to bed and get this man out of your life.
You sighed as you sat next to him, “Yeah, I'm still helping the kids, and Joyce and whoever needs me. You know this; it’s my fault you avoid me. I’m not stupid, of course I see it,”
“Hey, I didn't say you were stupid, I would never say that to you.”
You were gonna pull your hair out! “Steve, stop. You can’t keep coming in and out of my life like a hurricane, why? I wanted you so bad, and you were like holding out for Nancy, that is so stupid.”
“No, stop talking for a second.” You were taken by, who was this man telling you to stop talking? “I started coming back because I missed you, okay? It’s a fucking comfort to hold you, to breathe your perfume in and have you near me again. The world is falling apart around me, and you’re the most stable thing I've got.” He got in front of you and knelt, hands on your knees.
“I will beg like a damn dog on my knees for you. Don’t take the key, just take me back, I need you.”
You felt your body grow warm from his touch, his words, his eye contact. Your heart told you ‘Oh my god, yes! You wanted this, you’ve been so lonely!” Your brain told you to ‘Get your shit together.’
“I’m so serious, nothing will ever be a problem. I am begging you. Whatever you need from me, I will do it.” Steve's voice cracked with his begging.
“Steve, if you come back, this is your final chance. There will never be another one.” You told him your final request, you ran your hand through his hair as he leaned into you like a lost dog starving for human touch.
“Baby, I swear to everything there won’t be any more chances. It’s you, it’s just going to be you.” Steve said, as lost as he was in your touch, he grabbed your hand, kissing each finger, leading up to your arm, to your neck. He was closer to your face now, eyes begging just for a kiss.
“Harrington, kiss me so you can hold me in our bed. It's past my bedtime.” Steve laughed as he kissed you. He kissed you with so much passion you felt your heart skip, hands back through his brown hair, melting into him. It didn’t feel one-sided or as if somebody was wishing they were kissing somebody else. It felt like he was meaning to kiss you, and wanting you. Not imagining somebody else was on the other side of his closed eyes.
You stood up, taking Steve's hand with you. Leading him back into your once again shared bedroom. This man made you soft; he made you feel like it was a stable and safe place with him. It always has been.
Steve quickly took off his jeans and took his side of the bed closer to the door. Just another take of protection for you. They would get to him first; they wouldn’t even get a chance to touch you. He took his job so seriously that he was the only person to hold you close while you slept.
Your eyes were heavy and tired before you even hit the pillow. Steve pulled you closer tonight than he had in years.
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