Reader breaking their glass
A/n: Bruh I apparently got into a fight with a ghost cus I have two massive bruise on my body. Thanks for all the love. And I actually never broken my glasses before I may have bent them slightly but never broke them
Paring:league of villans x s/o reader (seperate)
Summery:This has the league of villains and others, Tomura Shigaraki, dabi, Kai Chisaki, Spinner,Geten, Hari Kurono
Contains:fluff;sfw
Tomura
Tomura noticed your broken glasses immediately.
Mostly because you’d been squinting at everything for the last ten minutes.
“The hell happened to those?” Tomura asked from the couch.
You held up the bent frames with a small frown.
Tomura stared for a second before snorting quietly.
“You look really different without them.”
The comment hit a nerve immediately.
Your expression dropped.
Tomura noticed right away.
“…What?”
You looked away with an annoyed shrug.
“I hate when people say that,” you muttered.
A small silence followed.
Tomura blinked.
“Oh.”
For once, he actually looked like he regretted saying something.
Awkwardly, he set his game down beside him before grabbing your wrist lightly and pulling you closer between his knees.
“I didn’t mean it like that,” he muttered.
You still looked annoyed.
Tomura clicked his tongue softly before leaning forward and pressing a quick kiss against your nose.
The sudden affection caught you completely off guard.
“Tch. Quit looking at me like that,” he grumbled.
His hands settled against your hips while he avoided eye contact.
“We’ll just get you new glasses.”
The words came out mumbled and irritated like he was embarrassed for even saying something nice.
Then quieter
“…I still like your face, idiot.”
Dabi
You knew Dabi broke your glasses.
He knew he broke your glasses
The problem was that Dabi refused to admit it.
“My ass is not that heavy,” Dabi argued from the kitchen.
You stared at him in disbelief while holding up the sadly bent frames.
“You literally sat on them.”
“No I didn’t.”
“You did!” you said
Dabi snorted.
“You got proof?”
You narrowed your eyes at him.
Unfortunately, you did not actually have proof.
That smug bastard knew it too.
A few minutes later, Dabi walked back into the room holding a bag of takeout.
Immediately suspicious, you looked up at him.
Dabi avoided eye contact entirely while shoving the food into your hands.
“There.”
“…What’s this for?”
“Tch. Don’t ask stupid questions.”
You stared harder.
Dabi finally groaned dramatically.
“Okay maybe I might’ve sat on them.”
Dabi looked away from you
“In my defense,” he started, “they were in a dumb place.”
“They were on the couch!” you said
“Exactly.”
That somehow made sense in Dabi logic.
You looked down at your broken glasses sadly.
Dabi’s expression softened for half a second
Then he reached over and flicked your forehead lightly.
“Quit making that face,” he muttered.
His other hand awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.
“I’ll buy you new ones.”
You blinked.
Dabi instantly looked annoyed that he’d admitted that out loud
“Tch. Don’t make it a thing.”
Then he shoved the food closer toward you again like he could bribe his way out of being yelled at.
Honestly?
It was working a little.
Geten
You were sitting on the couch trying to fix your glasses with duck tape when Geten walked into the room.
His eyes immediately landed on the crooked frame in your hands.
A pause.
“…What happened.”
You held them up with an annoyed expression.
Geten stared for another second.
Then quietly
“Oh.”
You sighed dramatically and attempted to bend them back into shape.
The frame immediately bent the wrong way.
Your face twisted in horror.
Geten watched silently for a moment before reaching into his coat pocket
Then he casually dropped a stack of money into your lap.
You blinked.
“…What.”
“Get new ones,” Geten said calmly.
You stared down at the money.
“…This is like two hundred dollars.”
“Hm.”
You looked back at him in disbelief.
“Geten, that’s too much.”
“In this economy you'll need it”
The answer came way too fast.
You narrowed your eyes slightly.
Geten looked away almost immediately, suddenly very interested in literally anything else.
“I require you to see properly during missions,” he added stiffly. “That is all.”
You continued staring.
Geten visibly got more awkward the longer you looked at him.
“…Stop that.”
You smiled a little.
He frowned instantly
“I’m being practical.”
Meanwhile he had absolutely just panic-gifted you two hundred dollars because he felt bad.
Kai Chisaki
You broke your glasses in the dumbest way possible.
By falling asleep on them.
Now one of the arms hung completely crooked while you squinted miserably at everything around you.
Eventually, you wandered into Kai Chisaki’s office holding the broken frames dramatically.
“Kaiii...”
“No.” he said very fastly
“You don’t even know what I was gonna ask.”
“I do now.”
You sighed and held the glasses up toward him.
“Fix them...please”
Kai glanced at them once before immediately going back to his paperwork.
“No.”
“Why not?” you whine out
“Because I’m busy.”
You frowned deeply.
“Kai.” you said
“Go away.” he huffed out
Rude.
Annoyed, you left the broken glasses on his desk before wandering off to your room to look for an older pair.
Somewhere.
Hopefully.
After ten minutes of digging through drawers and boxes, you still hadn’t found anything.
Then your door opened.
Kai stepped inside holding your glasses.
You blinked.
The frames looked completely fixed.
Actually…
Better than before.
You stared at him in shock.
“I thought you said no.”
“I did.”
Kai walked over and held them out toward you impatiently.
“Well clearly that changed.”
You took them carefully.
“…You fixed them.”
Kai looked irritated that this seemed surprising to you.
“You require them to function properly.” he said
“That’s not the point.” you mumble out
A small silence followed.
Then Kai sighed quietly and adjusted the frames against your face himself with gloved hands.
“There,” he muttered. “Try not to destroy these too.”
The insult would've worked better if he hadn’t spent time making them look nicer than they originally did.
Spinner
You had left your broken glasses on the table with a dramatic sigh before wandering off to your room.
One of the arms had snapped clean off.
Honestly, they looked hopeless.
Spinner noticed them while walking by.
He picked them up carefully.
“…Damn.”
About thirty minutes later, there was a knock at your door.
Spinner stepped inside holding your glasses awkwardly.
You blinked.
The arm had been taped back together.
Not perfectly.
Actually… kind of terribly.
But they were wearable again.
You stared at them for a second before looking back at him.
“…You fixed them?”
Spinner rubbed the back of his neck.
“Kinda.”
You took them carefully and put them on.
Crooked.
A little ugly.
But functional.
Your face immediately brightened.
Spinner visibly relaxed seeing that reaction.
“They should work till you can get new ones,” he said. “Probably.”
You smiled and looked up at him warmly.
Spinner instantly got flustered.
“Don’t look at me like that,” he muttered. “I know the tape job sucks.”.
You shook your head quickly.
“No it's cute”
Spinner glanced away awkwardly.
“…I just didn’t want you squinting at everything all day.”
Hari Kurono
Hari barely reacted when your glasses snapped.
One second you were comfortably nuzzled against his shoulder while the two of you relaxed on the couch.
The next—
crack.
You both froze.
Slowly, you pulled back.
One side of your glasses hung completely bent.
“…Oh,” you muttered quietly.
Hari looked at the glasses.
Then at you.
Then back at the glasses again.
“…Damn.”
That was about the extent of his reaction.
You stared at the broken frame in betrayal.
“I think I broke them on your shoulder.”
“Hm.”
You waited for more.
Nothing came.
Hari simply adjusted slightly against the couch before lazily resting an arm around your waist again.
“We can get you new ones tomorrow,” he said casually.
“…That’s it?”
“What else am I supposed to do?” Hari asked.
You looked down at your poor glasses dramatically.
Hari snorted quietly before pulling you back against him again like nothing important had happened.
“They’re just glasses.”
Easy for him to say.
Still, a few moments later, you felt him press a brief kiss against the top of your head absentmindedly before returning to whatever he had been doing originally.
Completely unbothered.
