Reader stealing their clothes
A/n: Hello this is my second post again I'm happy for kind criticism . And thanks for all the love and support on my first post.
Paring:league of villans x s/o reader (seperate)
Summery:This has the league of villains and others, Tomura Shigaraki,dabi,Mr Compress, Kai Chisaki, Spinner, young All for One, Toga
Dabi was already irritated before he even left the room.
He swore he left his old jacket somewhere nearby, but no matter where he looked, it was gone.
After a few more annoyed curses, he finally spotted it bundled up on the couch.
Or rather, wrapped around you while you slept peacefully in the hideout.
The sight made him pause for a second.
You looked ridiculously comfortable curled up in his oversized, worn-out jacket, holding part of it close like it was the softest thing in the world.
“Tch… thief,” he muttered quietly, though there wasn’t any real annoyance behind it anymore.
Carefully, he tugged the jacket back from around you and replaced it with another blanket from nearby, making sure you stayed warm before throwing the old coat over his shoulder.
Before leaving, he gently ruffled your hair, a small tired smile pulling at his scars when you instinctively leaned into the touch in your sleep.
The heat in the hideout was unbearable. No AC, barely any airflow, and everyone was annoyed because of it.
Tomura had finally gotten fed up enough to pull off his usual black hoodie, tossing it beside you before going back to his handheld game for a few more minutes.
Eventually, he groaned and set the console down too, muttering something about getting the ice cream Toga brought back earlier.
The second he left the room, you grabbed the hoodie and pulled it on despite the heat.
It smelled faintly like dust and him.
By the time Tomura came back, eating ice cream straight from the container, he noticed immediately.
His red eyes lingered on you for a second before he sat back down beside you like nothing happened.
“Tch… idiot,” he muttered, shoulder bumping against yours while he ate another spoonful. “Don’t start complaining when you pass out from wearing my hoodie in this heat.”
A few seconds later, he silently handed you the ice cream container without even looking at you.
All For One already knew what was going to happen the moment he left his jacket draped over the chair.
He said nothing about it before leaving the room, though the faint smile on his face made it obvious he expected something.
Sure enough, by the time he returned hours later, you were curled up asleep in the oversized coat.
The sleeves swallowed your hands completely, and the fabric practically drowned you where you rested on the couch.
He paused quietly in the doorway, watching for a long moment.
“You’re predictable,” he murmured, voice low with amusement.
Still, instead of taking the jacket back, he walked over and adjusted it more securely around your shoulders.
His hand lingered briefly against your head before he finally sat beside you, letting you continue sleeping in something that smelled faintly like him.
You found Kai's green jacket draped neatly over the back of his office chair.
You knew you probably shouldn’t touch it.
Still, a few minutes later, you were wandering around the halls wearing it anyway, sleeves hanging past your hands while the fabric carried his usual clean scent.
Then came the sound of footsteps behind you.
“That’s my jacket.” Kai’s voice was sharp and immediate. “Take it off. Now I’m going to have to clean it again.”
You rolled your eyes but handed it back without arguing, and the two of you went separate ways after that.
A while later, though, Kai approached you again without a word.
Before you could ask what he wanted, he tossed the same green jacket into your arms.
“You can keep that one,” he said flatly. “I have two.”
And just like that, he turned and walked away before you could notice the faint redness dusting the tips of his ears.
Spinner didn’t even notice his shirt was missing at first.
You had grabbed it off a chair without thinking much about it, mostly because it looked comfortable.
By the time Spinner finally saw you wearing it, he completely froze mid-sentence.
His face warmed instantly, eyes darting away so fast it almost looked painful.
“…Oh...Ehh..” was all he managed to say.
After that, he got weirdly clingy for the rest of the day, sitting closer than usual and constantly finding excuses to lean against you.
He never actually mentioned the shirt again.
But after that, you started noticing more of his clothes mysteriously left out where you could easily find them.
Mr. Compress had left his top hat sitting on the table while he showered.
The temptation was too strong not to steal it for a few minutes.
You placed it carefully on your head, dramatically posing around the room and trying your best to imitate his overly theatrical gestures.
Right as you were attempting a ridiculous bow, the bathroom door opened.
“Well now,” he laughed immediately, leaning against the doorway. “And who do we have here?”
You tried to keep a straight face while he walked closer, brown his eyes sparking as he looks at you.
“What marvelous tricks are you performing today, my dear thief?”
Before you could answer, he gently pressed a kiss to the top of your head.
At the same time, with one smooth graceful motion, he lifted the hat right back off you and settled it onto his own head like nothing had happened.
Toga had left her pink jacket tossed over the couch before running out to grab ice cream.
The second she was gone, you picked it up and slipped it on.
It was way softer than you expected, the oversized sleeves nearly covering your hands completely while you curled up comfortably in it.
By the time Toga came back balancing a bag of snacks and melted ice cream, you were half asleep wearing her jacket.
She stopped dead in the doorway the moment she noticed.
“Awww, how cute!” she squealed, practically dropping the bag as she rushed over to you.
“You look sooo adorable in my clothes!”
Before you could even respond, she was already clinging to you excitedly, giggling while fixing the collar and insisting you keep wearing it because “it looks better on you anyway.”
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