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Comfort.

Genre: angst (kinda) and fluff

Warnings: cussing and lots of crying 😭 also bakugou may be slightly out of character (?) I’m not sure

“You know I love you right?” Those words shook your heart as you looked at katsuki with glossy eyes. The feeling of your stomach dropping, his hand caressing your cheek. The calloused digits buring your already tear-stained face as he removes his hand.

All day you’ve been avoiding katsuki, all day you haven’t said a word to him. Or anyone else for that matter.

He was worried to say the least. You didn’t even answer his Goodmorning text or walk up to him during breakfast. His own head rushing through millions of thoughts as to why you haven’t uttered a peep to him, or any of your friends.

You sigh, nodding as that’s really the only thing you can do at the moment, not wanting to say anything because if you do, sobs will escape.

Katsuki’s frown deepens at you not responding. He knows that he didn’t do anything wrong at this point. Seeing you walk to your bed, looking at him expectingly. The blankets pushed to the side, welcoming him in onto the mattress.

Walking over, the ash blonde lays down. His arms caging you in as you bury your head into his chest.

The overwhelming feeling of everything that’s been stressing you out came crashing the second his muscular arms wrapped around your figure.

Sobs filled Katsuki’s ears as you let everything out. Shaking as fat hot tears rolled down your cheek once again.

Your fits balling up the backside of his shirt as you weep. His hands rubbing circles on your back, knowing that you’ve been having this pent up.

Katsuki knows you all too well, one of the things he’s found most comforting about you is that you both are very similar on how you handle your emotions.

Always keeping things bottled in, always staying quiet when something is bothering you. Only speaking up when necessary, there are days where you just don’t feel like conversing with people and that’s totally fine with the both of you.

He understands how you feel, reminding him of when he blew up on deku, after All Might retiring.

He didn’t like the fact that you were in pain right now though. And he knew that he couldn’t do anything but be there for you, letting you bawl all over his shirt, and pull him closer as your sobs grew louder.

“It’s ok baby, I got you.” The blonde looked down to you. Feeling his heart ache as he saw your eyes. Red with exhaustion and worry. The sounds of your wails are something he never wants to hear, burning his ears as his chest tightens.

“M’ so sorry Kat!” You let out through sobs. You didn’t mean to ignore him all day. Or anyone for that matter. But everything has been so overwhelming, the feeling of not being able to breath followed you everywhere today.

Being engulfed in a dark empty and cold mindset as you couldn’t pay attention in class. Having to excuse yourself and sprint down the hall to the restroom, shutting the stall and taking deep breaths like if you were about to be submerged into the deep ocean.

All of this being ticked off from the agency you were supposed to be training with. The pro hero giving you harsh comments and criticism on something that wasn’t your fault. His words crushing your self esteem as he said you were never going to make it onto the pro hero’s charts.

“That’s your stance? Are you trying get killed on your first day?”

“The hell was that fighting?! You can’t do that and expect everything to be fine!” All you could do was be quiet and nod. Frustration and anger bubbling up inside you as you look at the “mess” you apparently made.

There was a rock on a fire extinguisher. One that you didn’t even throw, it was his side kick.

On your last day there, the pro hero came up to your desk. Knocking rudely on the wood to get your attention.

“You know when I saw you at the sports festival, I thought you were so much better than this.. turns out you’re just another pretty face. You’ll never make it out in the real world l/n. I expected better from you. Goodbye and don’t let the door hit you out!” Walking away, his hand was in the air signaling you to get the hell out already.

All you could do was stand up and grab your things, quickly leaving the stupid building as you bit down on your lip. Trying to stop the tears that were spilling out.

That was two days ago. When you came back to the dorms, you made your way straight to your room. Not bothering to stay down with everyone else to share about the agency. Or to talk to your teacher, Mr. Aizawa about the pro hero and his unprofessionalism.

Instead you locked yourself in, finally letting your feelings out, dropping onto your bed until you passed out.

At least now you were with your boyfriend, in his arms as he comforted you, in his own way.

“About what? What’s wrong y/n?” His voice was laced with concern, pulling you out of his soaked shirt, he looked at you with heavy eyes.

Trying to calm down you sit up, chest heaving up and down as you tried catching your breath. Katsuki’s hands cupping yours, feeling his palms sweatier than usual.

“Stupid pro hero!” His words wrung through your head.

“Don’t push yourself if you ain’t ready. I can wait” a sense of relief fell on katsuki as now he knew for a fact it wasn’t his fault for you feeling like this.

“He said I wasn’t good enough to be a hero.” Your voice was quiet as you but your lips. The metallic taste making you tastebuds quiver with disgust.

“He said what?! You’re crying over that?” Widened scarlet eyes look at your still shaken up state. Worry quickly being replaced with anger.

“Who the fuck does he think he is?! He’s a nobody y/n don’t listen to that extra ass pro hero! You’re more than capable of being a hero, don’t let that nobody get to you..” Katsuki’s words were harsh but you know he didn’t mean it like that.

“Go to sleep. I know you must be tired from today, but tomorrow I’m taking you to go talk to Aizawa. That dumbass needs to watch what he says.” A low growl rumbled from the blondes chest.

You laid back down on your bed, looking at your boyfriend to join you. Taking off his shirt as it had your tears all over it, thinking about how wet it probably was right now.

You rest your head on his bare chest as he pulls youu on top of him. His arms finding home on the sides of your hips. Knowing that you’ll be snoring in no time, he gives you a peck on the forehead.

“I love you dumbass, don’t take that dumb shit to heart.” Sighing, you nod.

“I love you too katsuki, thank you for being here right now.” He lets out a grunt in response and not long after, soft snores fill his ears. His eyes drifting off, your body still in his arms as his lids close.

༶ඬ༝ඬ༶ ༶ඬ༝ඬ༶ ༶ඬ༝ඬ༶ ༶ඬ༝ඬ༶ ༶ඬ༝ඬ༶ ༶ඬ༝ඬ༶ ༶ඬ༝ඬ༶

I gave up at the end but this was a little self indulged. I was sad LMAO 😭 not proof read so sorry for any misspellings 😞🙏

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princesspastel8 · 6 days

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Chapter 30

Third POV

There, Eboni stood, crying over her parents' ashes. They weren't buried, the family thought that would be too expensive. Why pay thousands on two dead people? Something stood out to the little girl. Oddly enough, no one seemed to grieve at their deaths like she is. Eboni seems to be the only one distraught, besides her grandpa.

The young child watches on, her family hosting a small memorial service. It wasn't grand nor a great sendoff that her parents deserved. They were just trying to get this over with. Everyone that wasn't a part of the family would spare Eboni this pitied look, which seems to anger her. She never experienced such anger, not knowing how to handle it - she results in just screaming.

The screams were cut short by her aunt, who gave her a look of annoyance. The pain that look caused was enough to shut Eboni up. After the memorial, a social worker came to take Eboni, placing her in her first foaster home. She was confused at first, questioning why her father's family wouldn't take her in - why her aunt wouldn't take her in.

Those questions would fill her mind consistently during her first years with her foster family. The endless abuse causes those feelings of being unwanted to fester into anger - to rage. Her social worker didn't take much care of Eboni's case, placing her in random homes without holding detailed background checks.

It's no wonder this child grew to be a resentful, angry teen with many issues.

Tears flow down her cheeks, not bothering to wipe them away as she told her story to Jeff. She should be used to this by now. She thought she'd be used to her family rejecting her after her parents' death. She thought she forgave her parents for leaving without her.

"I wanted to die with them. To be with them. It wasn't fair - they weren't fair. Why didn't I die? I know I was supposed to... but why didn't I?" She questions, not excepting an answer.

Jeff's never good at comforting others. He never had to. He lives in a mansion full of serial killers - sympathy and empathy are never an option. But of course, Eboni is an exception. He turns her head, using his thumbs to wipe her tears.

"The universe has a sick sense of humor. Like its drawing from a hat at random to choose who's life to fuck with." The smiling killer sighs.

"It's not fair..", she pouts, looking up at him. "....what about you?" She asks hesitantly, playing with her fingers nervously.

He raised a brow, tilting his head. "What about me?"

Eboni is a curious girl. She's done her research on Jeff, but she always wanted to hear his version of the events that took place within his life. What made him like this?

"I...I wanna hear it from you..what happened to you.."

He scoffs, looking away. He moves his arms from around her, leaning his head against the head broad on the bed. The killer moves his hands to his face, rubbing it down in irritation. The thought of his past angers him. It's a trigger that he doesn't like to talk about. He looks at Eboni through his fingers, her honey brown doe eyes holding so much curiosity. How can he say no to her with eyes like that?

"....fuck - you bitch." He grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest.

She tiles her head, honestly confused. "What did I-"

"Shut up and listen-" he said, his tone holding no room for discussion.

Eboni turns her body a bit, resting her cheek against his chest as she looks up at him- giving the killer her undivided attention. Jeff rolls his eyes, flicking Eboni's forehead.

"...where do I even start?" He questions aloud. Eboni didn't answer since the killer ordered her to shut up.

"My family moved consistently. We never had a stable living situation. We would move from town to town with each new job my dad got. My mom was always anxious while my dad never gave a shit- always thinking the shit me and liu went through was for attention."

Eboni can feel his body begin to tense, so the teen moves to lay her hand over his own that rest against her waist.

"Liu and I weren't born...normal. I have albinism, and Liu...he just always had this weird vibe around him. Turns out the fucker has multiple personalities, Sully being the main one in charge. Our parents never found out until after that incident with those gang members." Jeff couldn't help the laugh slipping through his lips. "The bullying...all those fights- they aaaaaalways thought it was me having fits! I never started shit! Everywhere we went, the bullying never stopped. I always had to defend Liu."

Eboni turns around, moving onto her knees. At this point, she can tell that Jeff is becoming a rambling mess. Most of what he said makes sense, but his sentences always jump from one event to the next without adding details.

"Then those gang fuckers. That Australian bitch did this to me!" He shouts, pointing at his smile then his leathery skin. "All I did was steal a knife, and they did this! But its fine- it's perfect! You know, my dad called me a monster, and he was right- so I killed him first. Mom tried to call the cops- so I killed her too. Then Liu...he came home. I...didn't want to kill him, but I knew how attached he was to mom. It would've been best that he died with them - save him from his own issues, save him from becoming just like me! Oh- but I fucked up since he's still out there alive and well!"

Eboni faces Jeff, looking down at his hands that are now laying on her lap. She notices the slit of each wrist. She reaches to caress them with her thumbs, making Jeff flinch. The killer harshly grabs Eboni's face with both hands, tightening his grip.

"What? Think I did this shit to myself to!? Think I did it for attention!? Huh? ANSWER ME!" he shouts in her face, crazed eyes scanning for any ounce of doubt or pity - but Eboni doesn't flinch.

In the time she's known Jeff, the killer never shows any signs of being suicidal. He always seems ready to die but never the one to take his own life willingly. He's about living life to the fullest and doing what you want. How could he do that if he was suicidal?

"You were a high school kid with albinism. I'm sure you've gotten enough unwanted attention." She said calmly despite the harsh grip he still has on her face. She glances up at his hair, noticing his blood roots starting to show. "Blonde hair and red eyes. I'm sure you know that I relate to you in a way. When I go home, I'll get more hair dye and fix your roots for you - is that ok?" She asks with a smile, reaching to run her fingers through his hair.

Jeff is speechless. He finds himself leaning into her touch, closing his eyes at the feeling. When did he become so touch deprived? Granted, he's never been a fan of people touching him & colliding him. At this thought, he grabs her wrist, pulling her hand away from his hair. He stares at her for a moment, sighing.

"Turn around. Sit on her ass and open your legs." He orders dryly the look in his eyes dull.

Eboni pouts, a little concern but does as told. She gasps, feeling one hand go down into her shorts as the other goes up her shirt. The teen squirms, trying to break away from the killer's hold.

"Sit. Still." He warns, fingers tracing over her slit while the other grips her breast. "You were eight...I was seventeen. Seven years apart, huh?" He grins, slipping one finger into her cunt.

Eboni whines, gripping the bedsheets. "Wh-wh- Ah!...h..how old- uhnn~"

"Getting yourself tangled with an older man. I'm Twenty five princess - what a way to embrace your daddy issues - huh?" He teases.

Jeff adds another fingers, thrusting them as he curls them - his thumb rubbing against her clit. Eboni melts, her back arching off his chest. She never bothered to ask his age. The teen didn't care, she's eighteen after all. But the thought of belonging to someone with a wide age difference is just so appealing to her - so hot.

"Look at me." The killer commands.

Eboni does as told, meeting with his sapphire colored eyes. He grins, leaning down to lick her lips. "How funny would it be if anyone walks in on us? EJ didn't lock the door."

"J-Jeff...I- ahh!" Eboni moans loudly from the killer, pitching her sensitive bud. She bites her bottom lip, struggling to keep her sounds at bay.

He stops moving his fingers, giving the girl a sly grin. "No princess. You can't stay quiet just because the door isn't locked. So what if someone walks in? Nothing wrong with giving them a show. So open that mouth and beg for Daddy to keep going."

Eboni doesn't mind showing off any form of art the killer would make on her body. She doesn't mind becoming a complete mess in front of him, but in front of others? That's a different level of shameless the teen has no idea would get her off this much.

"Please...please daddy I wanna cum.." she begs, wiggling her hips to get his fingers to move.

"Kiss me, and I might change my mind."

Eboni listens, giving the killer shy kitten kisses, which irks him. He sighs, moving the hand from her breast to grip her jaw - making her lips pucker up.

"When I say kiss me I mean kiss me like your fucking life depends on it - bitch. You can do waaay better than that yeah? Show me how badly you want your reward." He challenges.

Eboni moves further onto him, opening her legs further as their lips lock onto each other. This time, she kisses with such passion and force that it takes the killer a little by surpise - but he enjoys it, drowning in the feeling of her roughness.

He picks up the pace, curling and twisting his fingers against her walls until he reaches her g-spot. Brushing against it causes the girl to gasp, her body tensing as she pulls away from their kiss - spit lacing their lips.

Jeff adds a third finger, thrusting them deep inside as he goes back to toying with her breast. He grins at the breathless look on Eboni's face as he repeatedly brushes against her g-spot.

"Daddy! Daddy, I'm gonna - uhnnn!"

"Go ahead, princess."

Once given permission, she cums all over his hand - toes curling and eyes rolling at the feeling of reaching her high. It felt like forever since the last time they've shared a moment like this.

Unfortunately, the moment is cut short by the sound of the infirmary door opening. Jeff is quick to throw the blankets over them, his expression turning blank to hide what just took place. Eboni, however, looks modified and embarrassed, her cheeks taking a rosy red tent - the look almost making Jeff laugh.

EJ raises a brow but doesn't question them. "The operator said you can go home today after your check up- Jeff will take you, of course."

"Fucking finally..." Jeff said, his fingers still deep inside of Eboni.

Eboni remains quiet, biting her lips. She looks up at Jeff, her eyes pleading with him to pull them out - will he comply? Of course not. Instead he begins moving his fingers again, the blanket muffling the sound of her cum leaking from her cunt.

She gasps, quickly placing her trembling hands over her mouth. EJ glances over but shrugs as he grabs the tools needed for her check-up. Jeff grins, knowing that EJ is fully aware of what's going on but chooses to play dumb for Eboni's sake. The cannibal checks the teen's eyes, noticing how dilated they are.

"Open her mouth, and stick your tongue out, please." EJ asks kindly.

Jeff stops moving his fingers, giving Eboni a knowing look as she moves her hands onto her lap. EJ flashes his flashlight into her mouth, nodding his head. Just as he finishes, Jeff quickly moves his fingers again, causing a loud moan to slip through her lips.

Throwing her hands over her mouth, she gives the smiling killer the side eye while he smiles wickedly at her. EJ once again chooses not to respond to what's happening. The eyeless killer runs a few more tests - Jeff continues to mercilessly torment the girl with his fingers.

"Alright. Her ribs are healed, just a bit of bruising. Her ankle is sprained, so she'll have to wear a cast but doesn't need crutches. Anyways, you two are good to go." He said as he walks towards the door. He places his hand on the door handle, raising his mask as he glances back at the two with a wide grin on his face. "Jeff, you're changing those sheets when you get back. And Eboni, slenderman said you're welcome here anytime - just make sure you're not followed." He chuckles, leaving the room.

"J-Jeff, that was f-fucking embarrassing - oh shit I-I think I'm gonna~"

The smiling killer cackles, leaving a trail of kisses down her neck. "But it was hot, wasn't it? I know you saw the tent in his pants - he sure did enjoy it, and so did you, getting this wet over someone watching you. Fuck you're a nasty little whore, go ahead and cum for me."

Eboni does as told, moaning his name loudly as her legs begin to shake. She whimpers, looking up at him. "S-So...so embarrassing."

"Stop your whining and get cleaned up. You can still walk to the bathroom." He laughs, patting her cheek before getting off the bed.

He looks at his hand, grinning at Eboni as he begins to lick his hand clean. "Fuck...why the hell do you always taste so good?"

Eboni blushes heavily, moving to stand quickly, though she wobbles a bit. "No idea! I'll be ready in ten!" She quickly said while rushing to the bathroom.

It doesn't take her long since she's eager to lay down in her bed. Eboni walks out of the bathroom, putting her shorts back on. Jeff helps put the cast on her foot and carefully makes sure her hand is wrapped and cleaned properly. He lowers himself down so the girl can hop onto his back.

Jeff carries the girl out of the infirmary, ignoring the surpise eyes from his fellow proxies. Once in the living room, BEN notices the two and waves to Eboni.

"See ya' later you cheater!"

Eboni grins, flipping him off, making Jeff laugh. The walk through the forest is rather short, neither of them sparking conversation - just enjoying the calm silence around them. Once at her home, the killer helps the teen climb up to her window, Jeff following behind her - grinning at the view of her ass.

Eboni pushes her window open, falling inside with a 'thud'. She giggles at herself, standing back up. Jeff witnessed the whole thing, his heart getting that fluttering feeling again.

"You're so dumb its cute - come here."

Eboni smiles, moving towards him with hast. Jeff closes the window before wrapping his arms around her waist and moves to kiss her deeply, forcing his tongue into her mouth. Both melt at the feeling. They part for just a second to strip out of their clothes- being left in only their undergarments.

The killer picks Eboni up, gripping her by her ass - moving towards her bed. He slames her down, breaking the kiss again while spreading her legs apart. "Damn I'm so horny - when was the last time I fucked your brains out?"

"I-I don't know~" she whimpers, feeling the killer grind against her as he begins to kiss down her throat and chest.

That's when Eboni's room is suddenly filled with light, three shocked faces staring back at the two in pure disbelief. Jeff notices the brightness filling Eboni's room, but that isn't enough to stop him. He starts pulling his boxers down while trying to yank the teen's shorts off ....which earns a knee to his groin, making him fall off her bed.

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