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Original idea by: @pocket-is-obsessed
Edit-I just realized you two are the same person-
Word count: 4585/ 12 pages
Warning:angst, cheating, villain reader
Summary: You and Izuku have been dating for seven months but he suddenly becomes distant and he finally breaks you for the villain that’s been targeting you.
You hated it, every bit of it. You hated that you hated Uraraka, you hated how much midoriya hung around her. The two of you were supposed to hang out today but he never showed, you felt the tears in your eyes as you fell to the floor hugging yourself. Everything would go back to normal, of course, it would. He still loved you, midoriya and you have been dating for almost a year now, you were just overthinking things-just like you always were. There was no reason to worry. Even as you said that to yourself you still had the doubt that clouded your mind and you didn’t have the heart to tell uraraka to back off so you didn’t.
With a struggle, you manage to crawl into your bed crying yourself to sleep as your fears consume you. That next morning you had heavy bags under your eyes, forcing yourself to get ready for the day you dragged yourself into class, several people noticed your condition right away but kept quite with worried eyes. There he was, chatting with Uraraka leaning over her shoulder as she showed him something on his phone, as much as you wanted to yell at him for bailing on you last night you weren’t that kind of person so you stayed quite quickly walking past them without a word as they laughed away in their own little world.
You felt your heart hurt painfully, he didn’t even look in your direction. You knew he was probably was too busy to even notice that you were there, they were good friends so that was to be excepted. They were nothing but friends, very close friends at that, you shook your head getting rid of the painful thoughts that filled your mind. All you could do is wait for the class to start. At last, midoriya looked in your direction. Worry, and guilt filled his eyes as he walked over to you.
“Hey, are you alright? You don’t look like you slept well” He mumbled worriedly his voice low and careful.
You quietly shook your head at him “I’m fine, do you think we could hang out today? You forgot last night” you asked softly trying to keep your voice even. He opened his mouth to speak but you never got his answer as the bell rang, you could feel that heavyweight returns to your chest as you held back tears. He probably had more important things to do than hang out with someone like you. Uraraka was so much better than you in every way, so why were you so hurt that Izuku got bored of you? You should have seen this coming yet-
You were thankful that it was lunch, midoriya didn’t wait for you like he usually did. You could tell they were both talking about something important, Urakakra placed her hand on his shoulder with a worried look. He nodded at something she said and they went back to eating without another word. Everyone knew what was happening but you weren’t ready to accept the truth so instead, you would lie to yourself, always come up with an excuse. When someone would try and talk to you about it you would yell at them and avoid what was happening.
You so badly wanted to believe he still loved, you tried so hard trying to make him smile and laugh, you even kissed him but he never returned it as he used too.
This went on for weeks until you couldn’t handle it anymore, your mental health had been slipping a lot, you couldn’t bring yourself to eat or sleep. Your grades slipped horribly, every once in awhile you and Deku would hang out but he didn’t hold your hand and kiss you anymore, he didn’t tell you that everything was okay and he loved you.
No, of course, he didn’t, everyone was in the common room when it happened. When you stormed up to midoriya with tears streaming down your face. When you looked at uraraka, you could only look at her with hate. “What day is today midoriya?” you asked trying to keep your voice calm but it shook unforgivably. The room had gone quite watching the two of them.
“W-what?” He mumbled nervously knowing that he forgot something but he couldn’t remember what it was for the life of him.
A heavy sob ripped through your throat and you pushed anyone away who tried to comfort you. ‘P-please...just please tell me you love me-please tell me I’m still your world” you sobbed hugging yourself as you struggled to stay standing. “Midoriya! It’s our one year! You forgot our one-year a-anniversary! When is the last time you kissed me-told me y-you loved me? Please..why wasn’t I good enough? I-i tried so hard” You broke down to the floor struggling to breathe as sobs racked through your body. No one could even look at midoriya or uraraka as they ran to your aid. You felt so angry, sad confused, your emotions were all over the place.
Izkuku had fallen out of love with f/n he just never knew how to tell her, he had hoped she would break it off with him so he waited. Every time he tried to tell you the truth you had this broken look in your eyes and he could never bring himself to confess. He had never wanted to hurt you. He felt his own tears form seeing you in so much pain like this, knowing that he did this to you, he caused this. How could he ever be a hero if he was putting you through so much pain?
Bakugo stormed up to midoriya, Kirishima and Denki had to hold him back as he cursed at him and Urakara for being so selfish. You didn’t deserve to be broken like this. You didn’t deserve to be hurt like this, he could have given you more than what Deku ever could, he would have never hurt you like this and now for the first time ever he’s truly wanted to kill midoriya, he wanted to punch his face in for making you go through this much pain, seeing you like this destroyed him.
The room was in a panic full of anger and sorrow, it was too loud. You couldn’t handle this. You got up and rushed out the door no longer wanting to be in the dorm rooms. So you ran as far away as possible, away from him, away from her, away from everything…..
Glowing purple eyes watched your form run through the dimly lit streets. A smirk formed upon the face as it emerged from the shadowed alley. Toxin leaned against the brick wall as her eyes watched your form get smaller and smaller.
“Huh, that was easy. Thanks, Izuku Midoriya.” With that, the tall woman followed behind the young student, keeping a slow pace.
You finally stopped running, your lungs and legs unable to take the strain anymore. Your chest heaved from the heavy breaths and your cheeks felt cold from the tears. You were so good to him, you were so supportive, and understanding. Why… Why would he do that to you? Izuku? Your Izuku Midoriya did that to you? Someone who always wanted people to smile, someone who wanted to save people with a big, bright smile of his own.
You scoffed. What a pathetic dream for him to follow. Why try to be a hero when he couldn’t even be a decent person?
“You look a little upset,” you jumped at the voice behind you, frantically turning around and falling on your butt. “You ok, love?” You rolled your eyes at her sweet tone and wiped your cheeks with the back of your hand.
“What do you want, Toxin?” She held her hand out for you to take, but you ignored it and stood up on your own, dusting off your clothes.
“Just… checking up on you. How’s… life?” You scoffed again, rolling your eyes.
“Terrible. Thanks for asking.” Toxin nodded, pushing her long black hair out of her face. “What do you want?”
“I want you to join us, (f/n).”
“Doesn’t matter how many times you ask me, I’m gonna say no. I’m gonna be a hero.”
“Be a hero, huh? You sure about that?” You glared, backing away from Toxin’s tall form. “You’re angry, (f/n). You’re very angry and it’s ok. Take it out on him. That’s the thing! Heroes act like they wanna do good! They act like they’re the good guys and that people need them. They act like their godsends but you know what they’re like. You know just how cruel a wannabe hero can truly be. So tell me now that you still want to be a hero.”
“I’m a good person. I’d make a good hero.”
“Or a better villain. Sure, you can surpass Izuku Midoriya and his sad dreams to become the number 1 Hero. Or you could become the next All for One. Be a thorn in his side for the rest of his career. Who knows, maybe you’ll have a chance to off him or that pretty little gravity girl of his.”
“I’m not gonna kill anyone! Are you crazy!?” Toxin only stared at you without any expressions on her face. “I-I’m not gonna b-be a villain. I’m gonna be a hero!”
“Those are bold words for someone who can’t even keep their emotions under control for more than an hour. Give up, (f/n). You’re not meant to be a hero. Join us, join the league. We’ll take good care of you. We understand how cruel heroes really are.” You looked down at the grass below which was slightly damp.
Your mind was a mess of emotions. You knew that it was wrong to be a villain, you knew it was wrong to join Toxin. But… why? Because villains hurt people? Does that mean Midoriya was a villain? He hurt you… no. No, he tore you apart. He tore your heart to shreds. If that was what heroes truly were, then you wanted no part of it.
But you were a good person. You would be a truly good hero, why not show up Midoriya? Why not hurt him by stealing his dream of being the number 1 Hero? Why not hurt him by showing him you were happy without him?
Or you could become the next All for One. Be a thorn in his side for the rest of his career.
Or… you could truly torture Midoriya and be something he would never want to see you as. Show him exactly what he did to you. This was your chance to show him what type of hero he really was.
Your (e/c) eyes landed on Toxin’s outstretched hand, which was waiting just for you. Fueled by anger, hatred, loneliness, and sorrow, your hand landed in hers. She tightened her grip, a sick smile spreading across her lips.
“Let’s go.”
~**~
“She doesn’t have her phone with her,” Mina frowned, “It’s right here. She left without it.” Kaminari, Sero, Tokoyami, Kirishima, Todoroki, Bakugou, Tsu, Momo, and Jirou were still out looking for you. Everyone had decided to split up and try to find you two hours after you disappeared. They were so worried, they didn’t want to give you space.
Unfortunately, now, it had been about four hours and you still weren’t here. Iida had just returned a few minutes ago, reporting that he wasn’t able to find you either. Midoriya hadn’t left and Uraraka was trying her best to console him. After seeing you so hurt and broken, something weird was happening to him. He felt anger and hatred but towards himself. He was livid at himself. He loathed himself. How could he do that to you? He was just scared… he was just too much of a coward to admit his true feelings and he watched as it tore you apart, but stood by and did nothing about it.
“Todoroki! Tokoyami! Please tell me you found something!” Mina exclaimed, running to them. The rest of the class looked up at their arrival, but immediately frowned when they saw their expressions. Both of them shook their heads.
“No, we weren’t able to find her either,” Todoroki said as he and Tokoyami walked towards the kitchen. “We just came to get a drink before we go back.”
“I think it’s time we tell Mr. Aizawa,” Iida started. “We tried looking for her and we can’t find her. We have to assume the worst happened to her.” The others frowned and a tear slid down Izuku’s cheek.
“I’ll go get him…” Mina frowned as she left the common rooms. They all knew they were going to be in trouble, no doubt. But they were ready to take all the punishment they’d get as long as you were back, safe and sound.
**
“What happened. Tell me everything.” Aizawa said as he sat down with the remainder of the students.
“(f/n) and Midoriya had an argument. After that, she fled the dorms.” Todoroki said, “We’ve been searching for her for about three hours now.” Aizawa sighed.
“You should’ve told me earlier. Bring the rest of your classmates back and let the pros handle this.” He stood up, looking down at an extremely broken Midoriya. “Especially you. Stay put.”
**
That night was restless for class 1A. Bakugou and Midoriya had to actually be restrained so they wouldn’t fight. Mostly on the explosive blond’s end. Midoriya was too broken and miserable to think clearly. He was too busy hating himself to even think about fighting Bakugou, however, Bakugou was the opposite. He was hyper-focused, noting every little sigh, scratch, movement his friends made. Especially that pathetic, little Deku.
Bakugou’s friends refused to leave him alone, too worried that he might actually try to kill Midoriya. No one slept, everyone feeling some bit responsible for not running after you. If they’d tried just a little bit harder, you might’ve been here with them.
The next day, everyone begrudgingly went to class, still unsure of your whereabouts. However, they’d be shocked to learn what happened that afternoon in their hero course.
“Looks like (l/n) was kidnapped,” Aizawa started and the room echoed with gasps. “She was seen by a few witnesses being harrassed and then taken away by a woman with long black hair and purple glowing eyes. No one knows where she was taken and aside from the description I gave you, there are no others. If-”
“THIS IS YOUR FAULT, DEKU!” Bakugou screamed, turning around. Immediately, an explosion went off from his palm, hitting Midoriya’s chest, making the green-haired boy scream. Aizawa activated his quirk, but that didn’t stop Bakugou, who grabbed his shirt and threw Midoriya to the floor. “THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU ASSHOLE!” Bakugou had only gotten in a hit or two before Aizawa’s scarf pulled them apart.
The green-haired boy stayed silent as his childhood bully threw insults at him. Midoriya was stuck in his own mind. He drowned out every single thing anyone else said, unable to break himself away from his own destructive mind.
He did that to you. Izuku Midoriya was at fault for your disappearance. You had been kidnapped by a villain and it was his fault. He wanted to be a hero. What would All Might think? What would All Might say and what he’d been doing? Midoriya wanted to be the reason people smiled, be the reason people felt safe, happy, and protected. He did the exact opposite last night and now you were gone.
What was he supposed to do? He didn’t even know where to start looking, he didn’t know what to do… he… what was he supposed to do?
Tears spilled down his freckled, red cheeks. A violent sob wracked his body and Bakugou’s eyes widened. Unsure of what to do, he fell back, moving away from Midoriya, who had just broken down in front of everyone. There was nothing for anyone to tell him. There was nothing anyone could do, there was no consolation for something like this.
~**~
It had been about two weeks since your disappearance and it tore apart class 1A. Mostly Midoriya and Bakugou. Bakugou’s hatred for Midoriya had increased tenfold. As ridiculous as it sounded, Bakugou and Midoriya were under constant watch from both the other teachers and classmates. Bakugou no longer cared about the repercussions, if Midoriya was close enough, he was going to attack.
However, Midoriya was just as angry. It was his fault you ran off that night, it was his fault you got kidnapped, it was his fault all of this was happening. His demeanor had changed that day Aizawa announced you’d gotten kidnapped. He was distant, he lashed out more, he threw all of his time into training and studying, alienating himself from everyone.
Never has he wished for a time-related quirk. He begged every single deity in existence to help him. Every single day that went by lowering the chances of you being alive, every single moment that he sat in his room, could’ve been your last. Never has he hated the quirk he had, it was All Might’s. One for All belonged to his idol, to his hero, and here he sat loathing it. He wanted to go back in time, he wanted to punch himself for ignoring you, for not hugging you enough, for not kissing you enough, for not loving you enough.
Why couldn’t he love you? What was wrong with him? Why did his stupid heart choose to fall out of love? Why you? You were this beautiful ball of sunshine, a person everyone naturally gravitated to. You were strong, shy and confident at the same time, and you fit so well in their class. So, why couldn’t he love you the way you loved him? Why didn’t he just talk to you? Why did he assume you’d break it off with him?
Tears slid down his cheeks as Midoriya clenched his fists. What was he supposed to do? He’d never felt so lost in the world before. He’d talked to All Might, numerous times, but he’d gotten the same, bland response.
“We’re doing our best to find her, young Midoriya. Please, just try to have faith.” What faith? It had been two weeks and you were still missing. Where the hell was he supposed to find this faith? How were you? Were you even alive? Were they hurting you? Were they planning on using you as leverage against the heroes? Why hadn’t they done that already? Where were you?
“Where are you, (f/n)? C-Come b-back to me…” He sobbed, his hand clenching the shirt around his chest. “JUST COME BACK TO ME! I’M SORRY! I’M SO, SO SORRY! J-JUST C-COME BACK!”
Uraraka frowned, her back leaning against Midoriya’s door. These outbursts had become normal for him. He’d randomly fall apart, screaming for you to come back, screaming and begging for you to forgive him. Everyone- except Bakugou- tried to console him in their own way. There wasn’t much they could do. They missed you too, they were hurt and trying to cope with your disappearance too.
A small lack of communication did all of this. If Uraraka had urged Midoriya to tell you what had happened or come to you herself, this wouldn’t have happened. This was a common thought in everyone’s head. Not that it was Midoriya’s fault, but that there were a million things they could’ve done that might’ve saved you.
Bakugou could’ve reached out to you. He could’ve tried harder if he was so damn sure he’d make you happier. Your other friends, Mina, Tsu, Momo, and Jirou could’ve tried harder to help you through your relationship problems. Everyone could’ve done something but they didn’t. They let you push them away and now they had to deal with the consequences.
***
“I want to see him,” you mumbled as you stared at your darkened ceiling in your new home. “Can I?”
“I mean if you don’t tell Shigaraki, I’m sure it’ll be fine. But what for?” Toxin asked, sitting up from her spot on the floor.
“I want him to see what he did,” you sat up and glared at the wall ahead of you at the thought of your ex-boyfriend. “I want him to see and hurt.”
“Well, I’m always up for that! Any pain we cause the heroes makes me happy!” Toxin chirped, much like Toga would have. Your eyes glanced at her for a second before returning to the wall, no change in your attitude.
“Take me.”
“Sure,” Toxin said then stood up. Waving her hands, shadows appeared on the floor, swirling before they opened up a portal. “This should take you to the UA dorms.”
“Can you put me in his room? I don’t want to get caught trying to sneak into his room.” You muttered, standing up as well.
“I have to know exactly where to send you,” Toxin said, “let’s go through first.” Both of you inhaled before walking through the darkened portal. A small jolt later, you appeared at Height’s Alliance. “Where’s his room?”
“Um… back this way?” You lead your friend to the back of the building, scanning each balcony and trying to gauge where Midoriya’s room would be. You had been there plenty of times, so all you needed to do was count out each room. “That one, I think.” You said, pointing.
“You think?”
“I’m on the other side, I counted.”
“You counted?”
“Just send me up there. If it’s not him, we’ll just run away.” Toxin rolled her eyes at your statement but opened up a portal for you regardless. Taking a deep breath, you stepped on the portal, feeling yourself jolt into Midoriya’s room. You stepped away from the portal, which vanished and gazed around the darkened room.
On the bed, you saw a mass under the blankets, but around the sheets and on the floor, you saw a bunch of tissues. In the trashcan, you saw three empty boxes of tissues. Slowly, you inched towards the bed, gently pulling the covers down a bit to reveal a disheveled Midoriya. He was asleep, a piece of tissue crumpled in his scarred hand.
You sat down next to him, but slowly and gently, so you didn’t wake him. A frown appeared on your face as you watched Midoriya sleep. Even after everything, you couldn’t bring yourself to hate him. That was the most frustrating part. He’d shredded your heart to bits and here you were, still concerned for him.
He looked pale with bags under his eyes, clearly, he hadn’t been sleeping well. Had he been eating? Had he pushed everyone away? What… how was everyone else doing?
Your (e/c) eyes landed on your hand. You and your quirk were meant for villainy. Wanting to be a hero… striving to be a hero was just a stupid, dumb dream. Your fingers moved towards his freckled cheeks, gently grazing against them.
There was a day when you used to pepper kisses on those freckled cheeks. Your fingers gently slid down his nose. There were days where you’d Eskimo kiss him. Finally, your fingers moved across his lips. He was a good kisser and every time he’d kiss you, he’d send your mind into a whirl. He must’ve not felt anything since he slowly stopped giving them to you.
Midoriya’s bright green eyes shot open and his body jumped when he saw the figure over him. His hazy mind needed a few seconds before he recognized who it was.
“(f-f/n)?”
“Great, you’re awake.” You mumbled, looking away. You proceeded to stand up, but he grabbed your wrist.
“Y-You’re back-” Your hand slammed against his mouth and you glared down at him, not wanting him to be loud.
“Let go of my hand, Midoriya.” Your cold tone of voice hurt, but he immediately let go.
“You c-came back, (n/n). Wh-what happened? Are you hurt? How did you get away from the villains? Where were they holding you? Wh-”
“Stop. What are you talking about?” You asked, stepping away from the frantic boy.
“Y-You w-were kidnapped. R-right?”
“No. I wasn’t.” His eyes widened and he felt his heart sink.
“Wh-what does that mean?” You rolled at your eyes at his shock. Did he seriously think you’d still want to be a happy hero after what he did?
“I went with her on my own. I joined the villains.”
“What? Why? Wh-”
“Because of you, Deku. I joined the villains because of you. You showed me how heroes truly are and now I don’t want to be one.”
“B-But it was your dream!” He retaliated, the look of horror spreading in his emerald green eyes.
“Yeah. It was my dream. You ruined it,” your hands met with his shoulders and you shoved him, causing him to fall back on his bed. “You ruined it. Just like you ruin everything else, Deku. Why are you even trying to become a hero? You’re not meant to be one. You tore my heart out! You threw me away for Uraraka! I was your girlfriend, I was so madly in love with you, do you know how much it hurt me to see what you did! I… I loved you. All I ever d-did was love you! I gave you my heart, I thought you- YOU, Izuku Midoriya- out of all people, would never hurt me. I thought you’d keep my heart safe and sound, but no. You… you threw it away… just like you threw me away.” At this point, tears were sliding down your cheeks and you didn’t even bother to stop them.
Midoriya was crying too, the back of his hand tightly pressed against his lips as he choked back a sob. One of his worst fears had come to life and now he really didn’t know what to do.
“I-I’m s-sorry.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes as the tears slid down your cheeks.
“You’re sorry? Not yet, you’re not.” Moving towards him, you pushed his hand out of the way and grabbed his shirt, pulling him up towards you. “You’re gonna be the number one hero, you hear me? Then, I’ll humiliate you in front of everyone, just like you did to me. The world will watch you fall just like they watched All Might fall.”
Midoriya’s eyes widened, he knew that he deserved every bit of this, “y-you don’t mean that” he whimpered trying to keep his balance as you yanked him away from you in a fit of anger only to fall over on to the floor.
“I meant every word Deku, please, go be happy with Uraraka, I won’t hold you back anymore-but just know this. When we meet again it won’t be as friendly, we’ll be fighting as enemies.” you snapped before turning away from him and going out the window back to toxin.
Midoriya quickly got on his feet as tried to stop you, but there was no sign of anyone, so he screamed your name into the night as heavy tears left his eyes. He begged for you to come back in hopes that you could hear him, he collapsed to his knees in a shaky mess. “P-please...come back” he sobbed “let me fix everything.”
“Please come back f/n..”