We're baaaaaaaack.

"I'm not going out there." Y\N buried her face in the pillow, as Dabi stood, pulling his pants back up.

"We have to at some point." Dabi laughed, "But…I guess I'll go deal with them first." He leaned down, kissing the top of her head before stepping out into the living room.

Izuku was sitting there, calmly scrolling his phone while Katsuki was trying to escape black whip. "Ah, Dabi. Ok, Kacchan, you're out of time-out."

He retracted black whip, allowing Katsuki to drop to the floor. The blonde glared up at them, panting and trying to catch his breath, "You are such a bastard…"

"Love you too, Kacchan."

Dabi scratched the back of his neck, "So, uh…did you guys fuck and make up?"

Kastuki rolled his eyes, "For the last time, we don't fuck each other."

Dabi shrugged, "Hey, I wasn't judging."

Izuku shook his head, "Is Y/N ready to leave?"

"She won't get out of bed."

Katsuki groaned, "That little brat." He pushed past Dabi, marching into the bedroom. "You got dick, now get up. We have to get there on time."

She glared at him over the edge of the blanket to hide the red still staining her cheeks, "No."

His eye twitched as his blood pressure rose, "Excuse me?"

She shook her head, pulling the blanket completely over her, "You can't make me."

"You have 10 seconds to get up, and get dressed."

"But I-"

"1." He crossed his arms, tapping on his bicep, and keeping his eyes narrowed on her."

"I don't have my clothes!"

"2."

"Dabi!"

"3."

"Yes, Kitten?"

"4."

"I need my pants!"

"5."

Dabi laughed, walking around the steaming blonde, and grabbing her a set of clothes from the closet. "Here."

"6."

She pulled on the leggings and shirt, clenching her muscles to keep Dabi's cum from spilling down her legs.

"7."

"Fine! Fine! I'm done, see!" She stood up, holding her arms out before quickly disappearing to the bathroom.

Dabi sighed, plopping down onto the bed. "Sooo commanding."

"Shut it, Staples."

"Oh? I get a nickname now?"

Katsuki glared at him, "I still hate your guts. I'm only putting up with you for her."

"It's funny that you still think we're competing."

Before the blonde could respond, Y\N re-entered the room, "Ok, I'm ready."

The car ride was quiet. Izuku filled in some of the silence, talking about their best ways to address the Hero Commision. They finally made it to the office with 5 minutes to spare.

Y\N sat next to Izuku, while the President flipped through paperwork. "So, we're here to discuss returning you to your home."

"I…I would like to stay here."

The president looked at her in confusion, "For what purpose?"

"I have a better life here than I did before…"

"You're aware that any money you are receiving from us will end soon?"

Izuku leaned closer to his mic, "She doesn't use the money, sir."

"Then who is going to support her financially?"

All three men raised their hands, staring down the president. Y\N flushed, "A-also, I plan on getting a job if I'm allowed to stay."

"Hmm." The president looked back down to his paperwork, "And you would release all liability and protection from the Hero Commission?" She nodded, feeling Izuku place his hand on her forearm comfortingly. "Well…many agencies are looking to hire healers. I supposed it wouldn't hurt for us to allow you to stay. I'm intrigued to see which quirks your children will one day inherit."

"E-excuse me?" she stuttered out.

The president laughed, closing her file, "Oh, my dear. We keep records on all of our heroes and who they…spend time with. That said, I'm hoping for an explosion healing technique myself."

Izuku grimaced, as Y\N buried her face in her palms. "Sir, I don't feel like this conversation is appropriate."

Dabi elbowed Katsuki with a grin, mouthing, 'We'll see about that.'

Katsuki's red eyes bore holes into him, "I'll kill you."

"Ah, right. My apologies. You four may carry on then. Meet with Best Jeanist in an hour. I'll send him a word to allow Kurogiri to open a gate for her to get any of her belongings."

Izuku nodded, "Thank you, sir." He stood, pulling Y\N's chair back, and holding a hand out for her. "Congrats." He smiled, beaming with happiness.

"Thank you for helping, Izuku." she smiled, standing and turning to the two men behind them. "So…lunch?"

Katsuki nodded, a small smirk gracing his lips, "Of course. Gotta take care of the future mother of my children."

She laughed, shaking her head as they all headed towards the car, "In your dreams."

He sighed, sitting down in the passenger seat, and looking at her in the backseat, "Every night."

Dabi shoved his hand in Katsuki's face, pushing him back to the front, "Uh, have you SEEN the Todoroki genes? My entire family has endured trauma to keep those going. I would clearly give you cuter kids."

Y\N shook her head at the antics from the two men. A small giggle escaped her lips as she leaned closer to the driver seat, "Hey, Izuku. Is green hair a dominant trait in your family?"

His face lit up bright red, "You guys are killing me."

Dabi flailed dramatically as Katsuki shoved his hand away, "Noooo! We're going to both be rejected for broccoli children!"

Katsuki groaned, slumping back in his seat, and cranking on the radio, "Idiots…"

They arrived, seeing Best Jeanist outside of the ramen shop they all agreed to. Bakugo smiled, accepting a hug from his former mentor. "Good morning, everyone. Kurogiri is tied up with an assignment at the moment, but he'll send a gate for us once we finish eating."

The group settled at a large round table while the waitress handed them menus. Izuku grinned as he looked over the menu, "You always pick the best places, Jeanist!"

He laughed, patting Katsuki on the head, "Well, I had to quickly get accustomed to which places had the best food. Someone was a picky intern with high standards."

"Bahhh, you should be grateful. Those other places you were eating at didn't deserve your money."

"I am, I am."

Food arrived quickly after they ordered, much to Izuku's delight. He continued commenting on how amazing everything was, and how excited he was for them to all be together.

Dabi took a sip of his drink, and looked up at Best Jeanist, "How's Kurogiri adjusting?"

"Very well. His first day went impressively smooth, and he helped us capture two villains. What about you, Dabi? How are you adjusting?"

"Aside from urges to kill Blasty, pretty good."

Best Jeanist laughed, "Ahh, yes. He can be a little abrasive."

Bakugo rolled his eyes at the pair, waving over the waiter for their check. "Oi! Tables on me."

The waiter nodded, taking his card and thanking him. "Young Bakugo, that's very kind of you. Thank you."

Everyone immersed back into conversation, and Dabi felt his phone vibrate against his thigh, "Hmm?" He pulled it out, and opened a message from an unknown number.

[Unknown]

Future Mother of My Children. Fed. Me 1. You 0.

Dabi's cheeks perked up in a devious grin.

[Dabi]

I turned her into a stuffed pastry this morning. We're even.

Dabi watched Katsuki try to inconspicuously check his text. Exasperated red eyes met his for the briefest moment before the blonde rejoined the conversation with everyone. 'Victory.'

They stepped out onto the sidewalk again after the waiter brought back Katsuki's card. Best Jeanist sent a text to Kurogiri, and within seconds, a warp gate appeared. "Alright then, Y\N, you have 30 minutes. We'll close the gate while you're gone, and re-open it at the designated time."

Bakugo and Dabi both shared a nod, "We're going with her."

Best Jeanist nodded, "I figured as much. Be careful in there. None of your quirks will work."

Dabi laced his fingers with Y\N's, "You ready?"

She held her other hand out for Bakugo, and smiled at them both, "Let's do this." They stepped through together, and the gate closed behind them. "This is…my old bedroom."

Dabi and Katsuki looked around, taking in the change of scenery. Bakugo narrowed his eyes at a picture of her and another man on the nightstand. "What all do you wanna grab?"

She hummed softly, looking around the room, "I'm not sure…"

Dabi sat down on the side of her bed, "Wanna call your family or your friends?"

She paused, bringing her hand up to cover her mouth, "What would I even say to them?"

Katsuki looked pensive for a moment before speaking, "You said…your ex was a piece of shit right? Tell them you moved to get away from him."

"I don't know if they'll believe me." she sighed, running her thumb over the edge of her phone. She turned it on, seeing all the old numbers auto-populate. Her new numbers were gone as if somehow her phone could tell what side of the gate she was on. Messages started to pop up too. Hundreds of messages and phone calls. Guilt buried its way into her core as she flipped through all of the desperate messages from her family and friends. "I've been having such a great time…and they've all been worried sick.." Tears started spilling down her cheeks as she dialed the number for her mom. It went to voicemail, so she called her best friend.

"Whoever this is, fuck off. This isn't fucking funny."

"It's me!" Y\N cried, feeling more emotions swelling in her chest. Dabi pulled her to sit in his lap, softly running his fingers through her hair.

"What!? Y\N!? Where are you!?"

"It's a long story! I'm ok though! I promise! Please let everyone know! I tried to call my mom but she didn't answer."

"Nu-uh. Facetime me right now."

Y\N looked at the two men who nodded, "O-ok. Hang on." She accepted the video chat and her best friend's face lit up the screen.

"You are alive! Oh my god! Do you know how worried I've been!? Where-wait- who is that behind you!?"

"Ah, um, well,-" she angled the camera towards Dabi. "This is-"

"HE LOOKS LIKE A CRIMINAL, Y\N!"

Bakugo scoffed, snatching the phone, and glaring at the screen, "He's a reformed criminal, thank you. Are you gonna let her talk or keep interrupting?"

Her friend gasped, "AND THIS ONE IS AN ASSHOLE. Where are you!? I'm coming to pick you up."

Y\N grabbed her phone, sighing, as she tried to calm her friend, "These two have been taking care of me after I left Jax. I'm just at home picking some things up before I leave again. I…I forgot my phone here."

"You're lying to me. I know you are. I'm gonna text Jax." her friend groaned.

"Wait! Don't!"

"He's down the street at the gas station picking up some beer. He'll be there soon..seriously Y/N, even your mom thinks you need to just settle down with him. Whatever stupid shit you've been doing needs to stop."

Her friend hung up without giving her a chance to talk again. Dabi wrapped his arms around her waist, trying to comfort her, "It's ok. Don't worry."

"Even my mom is siding with him…"

Katsuki scrunched his nose, "Maybe it's a misunderstanding. She's probably just worried and wants you to settle down near her."

Dabi nodded, "Yeah, he's right. Let's get your things, so we'll be ready to leave."

Y\N made a list of things she needed, while she started working on short videos to send to all of the people close to her. She explained that she left after a bad fight, and was moving to a country that didn't have much cell signal. Was it a bad explanation? Sure, but she wanted to at least tell her family that she was ok and that she loved them. Dabi was on plushie control while Katsuki gathered up any photos and sentimental items. Y\N grabbed a trash bag and shoved her clothes into it. "Hmm, gonna need another one."

She sighed, walking back to the kitchen to grab another bag. The door slamming open startled her, "You damn whore! Who the fuck do you think you are bringing two other men in my house!?"

"Jax, wait! You don't understand!" she tried.

"No, I'm gonna make damn sure YOU understand."

"Don't take another step towards her." Katsuki growled as he and Dabi came around the corner.

Jax laughed, reaching into the back of his pants, "Oh, I won't need to."

Katsuki rushed forward, as he aimed a gun at Y\N, "You bastard!"

Y\N closed her eyes as she scrambled backwards. She tried to cry out for them to stop, but the sound of the gun firing muffled out any other sound. "Katsuki!" she screamed as blood splattered across the ground.

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