Broken Promises. (Deku x reader)
Drabble, Characters are 18+
Synopsis: Called into work the day of your wedding anniversary. Will you be able to make the dinner plans or will being selfless cost you?
Word count: 1,265
Key: (Y/n) - Your name, (e/c) - eye colour
Warnings: Fluff, death, and angst.
Written for @bells2319, hope you like it! Please let me know what you think!
"Nooooo, I'm not letting you out of this bed!" The whiney voice of your husband rang out, his scarred and calloused hands holding onto your hips tighter while burying his face in your chest.
You let out a chuckle as you ran your fingers through his mess of green curls, kissing the crown of his head before countering by saying, "Izu, baby… I have to head to the agency today. They need me for a super quick, in-and-out mission. Then I'll be back before you know it!"
"The day of our second wedding anniversary? They can find someone else, like Kacchan! You need to stay here and be with your husband," Izuku pouts and moves to rest his head in the crook of your neck. You suddenly let out a gasp when you felt him start to kiss your neck and you didn't have to see his face to know that he was happy with your small response.
"That's it! Izuku Midoriya, I will be leaving this bed!" You challenge with narrow eyes as you pry and twist yourself away from your husband's death grip. This made you roll off the bed and land on your wobbly feet.
"Get your sea legs yet?" He questioned with dark green eyes.
"Oh, shut up!" You giggle, making your way to the shared closet.
"Now, it's only 4:00 pm and I'll be home in time for the special dinner you had planned for us," You explained, taking off your pajamas while grabbing your hero costume, "And then… We can do whatever you want afterwards."
Izuku whined at the feeling of your warmth leaving the bed, his arm lazily moving his forest of hair from his eyes so he could watch what little show you put on.
"You don't get into trouble while I'm gone young man, do you understand me?" You tease him, fully dressed in your hero costume and coming near the unmade bed.
Izuku huffed. Using his free arm he lifted himself to be level with you, except for the small height difference. Even in your hero uniform, you look perfect in his eye. Everything about you screamed perfection to him.
"You better come back safe and not be late, darling." He said, emerald green eyes looking down at your e/c ones.
Smiling warmly, you knew that he held such a deep love and concern for you. Reaching up to cup his cheek, you leaned in and placed your lips against his. He tried to make the kiss heated, and you allowed it, letting him kiss you with every ounce of passion you knew he held for you.
When you finally did break away, you kept your forehead on his. While he kept his arms around your waist.
"I promise I'll be safe and come back to you." You whisper.
That whisper rang true in his heart while he watched you go. It rang true while the hours passed. It started to falter when you missed dinner reservations, and it completely shattered when he got a call from the police station.
Everything was muffled to him, all he could remember hearing was, "We deeply apologize Mr. Midoriya."
Never had the hero felt more of a punch to the gut than this moment. Never had Izuku known that the last time with his beloved Y/n would be the last. The last time he heard you laugh, saw you smile, feel your warmth, wipe your tears.
"N-no, this… T-this is a joke." was the last thing he said before he was up and out the door.
Izuku wasted no time running down the many flights of stairs of your shared apartment building, knowing that the elevator would have taken too long for such a rushed occasion.
"Damn it!" The freckled man yelled once he reached outside, not caring who saw or heard him. He made quick use of his quirk and made his way to the police station, ignoring all the startled cries of the crowd below. The words from the phone call became clearer in his head.
"We couldn't get to them soon enough sir, we tried everything in our power…"
Gritting his teeth and forcing himself not to break down, he ignored the voice in his head while he drew closer to the station.
Barging through the doors of the police station, Izuku didn't even bother checking with the front desk, knowing exactly where the chief of police would be located. Ignoring the confused looks and concerned voices he punched down the chief's office door, his now dark emerald eyes glaring holes into the startled man who immediately stood up at the number one hero's presence.
"Mr. Midoriya, I-I know you're-"
"Where are they?" He said in a low voice, glowing green streams emanating from him with fury and worry as he challenged the man to say anything.
The chief looked at the young hero up and down before seemingly reading his thoughts and threats.
"This way…" the chief said hesitantly, walking past Izuku and out into the main room. At this point anyone who was there had their eyes on the two men, knowing exactly why pro-hero Deku was there and why the chief looked so sullen.
N-now, listen Deku.." That was all the chief could get out before shouldering the man out of the way and swinging the merge door open.
He froze once fully inside the room and was met with your resting body on a metal table. Visually, everything looked completely fine with you. A little disheveled, paling skin colour and your face was tear streaked but nothing more than that.
"T-their sleeping. Tell me they're sleeping." He whispered, his stomach doing flips.
"I'm sorry Mr. Midoriya.." the mortician began dryly, "Y/n's lab results c-came back, and it appears that they suffocated to death due to a quirk that creates a gas c-called phosgene b-but it was mixed with another compound we are unsure of at the moment. But that aids in the gas working so quickly. "
"Did they suffer?"
"E-excuse me?" The mortician questioned, looking at the young man who was now clutching your cold hand in his.
"Did they suffer?" He asked again to her.
"Uh, I-"
"And don't lie to me," He said as the air filled with that buzz of green electricity.
"Y-yes, sir. The gasses caused severe respiratory effects. This means that it disrupts the blood-air barrier to the lungs and the other gas b-basically, once inhaled, tears holes into the lung tissues… causing suffocation… and d-death." The lady squeaks out.
"That's enough," The chief said nodding to the mortician before focusing back on him.
"Mr. Midoriya, we want you to know that they saved all of their colleagues, most are in the hospital recovering as we speak. If it hadn't been for them, we would have lost a lot more from the hero team and even the police force. They dragged everyone out selflessly, even when they knew there was danger."
At this point, Izuku was shaking violently: anger, sadness, and utter despair flowing through his entire body.
"Deku… Mr. Midoriya, I am deeply sorr-"
"NO!" Izuku screamed, causing the chief and the mortician lady to jump.
"They are not dead! That villain can't take them from me! Not like this, they can not die like this! Not now, not ever! He cried out, curling your limp body into his carefully.
He didn't care how desperate and broken he sounded. You were not allowed to leave him, especially like this. Where was his happy ending with you?
"You were supposed to keep your promise Y/n!" He sobbed out. And those sobs rang through the room and the entire police force. Was this the happy ending he deserved?
Thank you for reading, I hope y’all enjoyed it! Have a great day, even after reading all that angst!
