A helping hand pt.1
Life wasn't fair
everyone knew that, it just depends on what age you realise it. And usually, for most, it's when their quirk appears. It can either get better or worse
the majority is the latter. Especially for you
but only because life was bad, doesn't mean you give up
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You are the eldest child. The most responsible. The one to set a path for your siblings. But you are also their parent. Stepping in for the ones that gave up on you at a young age
When you were 2 years old, your mom was pregnant again. Her husband- your dad and yourself were starting to have another person in the house. You were happy to have someone to look after, to play with, to protect.
and then you turned 4, and you're quirk made its appearance.
Demon- you were called by your mother and father. Because that's exactly what it was. A mixture of their quirk that created yours. Your dad had horns and could summon hell fire, whilst your mother had a tail mixed with some outrageous strength.
they were amazed by it when it appeared to be both of their quirks mixed into yours. And they didn't hate it at first.
You're little brother by two years, Kotaro, loved it too. He would always grab onto your tail and yank at it, sometimes try and catch it like it was a snake and make you lift him so he could dangle from it.
As the two of you grew up, the light and joy of your family seemed to dim, your dad was working more, trying to find a job. But quirk discrimination was heavy which made him struggle to provide for his family, a wife at home and two kids.
Kotaro grew to be the opposite of you. Where you were happy and outgoing, making new friends every other day. He was quiet and riddled with anxiety. His confidence didn't boost when he got his quirk, no matter how proud you and your parents were. Being able to breathe fire made him cautious. And it became uncommon for him to speak, in fear he would hurt someone. But even as he was cast out in elementary, you were always there. Whether it was beating up the bigger kids who made fun of him. Or force him to join you at playtime.
you were inseparable. And he admired you more than any else. You were his hero.
when you turned 11 and Kotaro was 9, your mom became pregnant again. Only this time your dad wasn't as excited as before. He seemed to worsen as time went on and her belly got more round, and she became frailer.
Keji was a healthy baby, born with a mutation that let him absorb life energy from anything. Causing your mother to pass as he was born. He too had a mutation like your own, with one singular horn in the middle of his head, protruding slightly. He was more than cute, no word could describe how much of a beautiful baby he was. But it only made things worse
You nor your brother blamed him. but your father did. After all, this child had been the reason his beloved wife passed during his birth. To him, he was in fact a child of the devil. And he wasn't as praised for it as you once were. His toxicity infected you all.
He got angry and depressed and took it out on whatever was in his way. Deciding to no longer take responsibility, instead, to drink his days away. Leaving you in a house to raise two younger siblings, provide for them, take care of them, and be there for their good days which rarely came and the repetitive bad ones. Keiji's first word, you and Kotaro were there, his first steps, you have burnt in your memory. On his first day of nursery, you walked him there yourself, with Kotaro at your side clinging to your sleeve
and it was all worth it. The part-time jobs you began to work, forced you to miss out on many hours of school, even though it had just been your first year of middle school. You still made it to those moments.
You made enough money to pay for meals, to pay the rent, to lend to your dad. That was all YOU.
it was you who took on a third job to be able to move out of the house of that drunkard. That same man you used to call father, was the same man who raised his hand to his children. But YOU took those hits, YOU hid them from him.
Even when your quirk began to make you more tired and agitated, giving you urges that a 14-year-old would have yet much much worse. You did things you weren't proud of. But It if it kept your brothers safe under a roof with food to eat and clothes on their backs. You would do it again in a fraction of a heartbeat
Keji was most like you, although he had a singular horn. His features were almost a carbon copy. He was the most energetic and happiest out of the three of you. Blind to the horrors of the life he couldn't remember. Only knowing the good memories you made sure he had afterwards.
It was your repeated third year of middle school that things began to change. Kotaro was starting his second year, luckily he hadn't been kept back as you had. You didn't complain, it meant you could keep an eye on him. The bullying he endured couldn't get past you now, you were older, stronger smarter
as much of those, as a 17-year-old could be.
So you changed your working hours to fit around Kotaro's and Keji's lives. And only after the former had begged you, did you involve your own well being. Forcing yourself into education.
It wasn't as if you hated school, or learning. It was that you didn't have the time nor the energy to spare for it.
In the mornings you wake at 4 am to leave for your first job as a cleaner at a nearby love hotel. The job itself was disgusting, but the benefit of having the money as well as a free night every two weeks was worth it. Once you finish, you rush home to the cramped one-bedroom apartment to wake your siblings at 7 am on the dot, you make them breakfast with what food you have and dress Keji before leaving at 7:30 to take him to elementary.
From 8:00 AM to 3:30 PM you force yourself to sit through classes, each break you rush to your brother's classroom on the other side of the building to be sure he remains unbothered by his tormenting classmates. During that time you give him the larger lunchbox you had packed for the both of you in your bag. If he was to have it, it wouldn't make it till lunch. Which was learnt the hard way
once school is out you rush to Keji's elementary which is luckily 10 minutes away and 10 minutes from your house directly in between. By the time you arrive home at 3:50 PM, you have quickly prepared the two younger siblings something to eat with the remaining food. Only to leave for your second job at the Café owned by an old woman who is light on staff, your shift starts at 4:30 and it takes 25 minutes for you to walk there. Due to the old owner, you work till it shuts at 6:30 once you have cleaned and shut everything off.
To finish your night you rush across the town, having to catch two busses to your late-night job at the bar, the journey gives you enough time to make yourself look more presentable, with light makeup and a change of outfit to make you appear older, despite you being under aged so the sleazy owner can pay you less. You serve drinks and clean up messes of those who can afford this expensive and youthful lifestyle. It makes you envious of them of course. But you count the minutes until you can leave at 1. AM, the time that the police usually do a check up on the loud noise complaints
Two busses later you make it back home at 1:30 Am where you tiredly unlock your door and barely make it to the sofa where you often sleep. The kitchen is as clean as the rundown apartment can be, allowing you to notice the food left in a spot for you. It had only been a little, but it was enough for you to faintly smile and be grateful for your siblings. The only room is occupied by your little brothers, where you visit to check on them before turning in yourself on the sofa
only for your phone alarm to wake you at 4 AM. The cycle starts again.
"Miss L/n! Stop falling asleep in the lesson" the teacher called out across the class, causing you to lift your head from where it lay on your crossed arms. The students all turn to look at you, even if you didn't feel their burning stare you still chose to look outside without an apology to the teacher who had been more than used to your 'antisocial behaviour'. You had enough trips to the principal's office for it, amongst other things
the period passed by and you got your work done before resting your eyes again. The teacher didn't bother to call you out, instead, he just walked past and rudely snatched your sheet with an unamused look. The students began to chat around you as they waited for the bell to ring, some whispering and gossiping among once another
"I heard she's a succubus," one of the girls behind you said not so quietly, causing your tail to unfurl from the chair leg and hit the back of her head sharply like a whip. The girl screamed and jumped away from you, whilst her friends glared at you
the bell rang signalling the end of the day and you forced yourself to stand and grab your bag so you could rush to your brother's class to collect him. As soon as you stepped out the door the girl found her confidence in your lack of presence "whore!"
A boy with unruly green hair flinched at the word and looked to the snickering girls besides him
"I can't believe that whore has to re-sit the third year," one of them said
"oh really, because I can believe it. She was too busy doing other things" she made a crude motion causing the rest of the group to laugh
"yeah too busy fucking every guy in school probably" the same chorus of obnoxious laughter filled the classroom as they collected their bags and left the room, still making snide comments they would never dare say to your face
Midoryia frowned and looked to your empty table, noticing the notebook left under the desk that you must have forgotten to pack in your hurry to leave. He finds himself scrambling to pack his own things before taking it and making a dash out of the class. There was homework due for tomorrow- despite having no relationship or even having spoken to you, he wouldn't forgive himself if he didn't do something to help. That is what a hero would do
The corridors were busy but everyone moved out of your way, the look on your face already telling them that you were in a bad mood. Unless someone wanted a broken nose, no one tried to make your day worse.
eventually, you made it to your brother's class, not hesitating to slide open the door, nor bother to flinch at the loud bang that echoes through the almost empty class. Keyword ... almost
Kotaro sat at his desk, looking up at the three boys who surrounded him, one holding this bag whilst the other two tossed around his notebooks like it was a game to them. Upon your entrance Kotaro looked at you between the gap in their bodies, causing them to turn as well
storming in you walked over and pushed the one boy out of the way, unbalanced on his feet he was sent to the floor, only able to watch silently and scared as you gently took your brother's arm and lifted him
"wait in the corridor. Shut the door" you spoke, not looking at Kotaro but the boys who were now backing up. As ordered he silently nodded and scurried out the door and slammed it shut behind him. His body slammed into someone standing outside causing him to fall to the ground
"o-oh sorry" Midoryia apologies and Kotaro looked at him scared before kneeling and quickly picking up the items he dropped
You watched the door shut and turned back to the boys, two of them were helping up their friend from the floor, "if I see, hear or even notice you messing with my brother again. You'll be wishing that all I had done is push you" your eyes became a blood-red, whilst the white parts clouded in black and zoned in on the middle boy, the leader
"as if I'm scared of you, bitch."
you took a step forward and grabbed him by his collar, pulling him closer to your face. He was the one to make the mistake of looking directly in your eye and awaking the part of your quirk no one wanted to see
in your eyes he fell into the abyss, his body froze in its spot as he was lost in his head, being haunted by his greatest fears. The boy's eyes began to water and the other two yelled at him to wake him from the trance
you scoffed and pushed the one in the middle back to the floor, causing a domino effect to drag the other two down. Meanwhile, you began to pick up your brother's books and put them back in his bag. Once done you cast a glance at the boys, all looking up at you with fear plaguing their eyes
"stay away from Kotaro, or I'll do much worse" you warned walking back to the door and opening it
"what do you think your doing... did he hurt you Kotaro" Midoryia jumped slightly as he looked up at you, eyebrows scrunched and eyes still red, he pulled himself away. Kotaro stood up and in front of you, signalling that Midoryia was only trying to help. As you glared start the green-haired boy, Kotaro peered over your shoulder to see the boys.
the main boy made slight eye contact with him and jumped, squirming and trying to get his things and hide around the corner out of his view, you placed a hand on Kotaro's shoulder and pulled his attention back to you. Only now you looked at him softly without a worry "let's get going okay"
He nodded and took his bag from you and stepped away, casting a small thankful smile to Midoryia. You gave him one look before leaving "W-wait!" You looked over your shoulder as he rummaged through his bag and pulled out a notebook, your notebook
"you left this, and we have homework" he tried, you took the book from him gently, instead of snatching it from him. He doesn't deserve to be at the end of your shitty mood
"... thanks" you grumbled and caught up with Kotaro
your routine followed the same after the interruption to the schedule. Keji was smiling brightly when you arrived to pick him up "sissy sissy, look what I made" you kneeled infront of him and looked closely at the finger painting he expressed to you. He held it tightly with his semi gloved hands
smiling at his innocent you replied "that's great Keji... looks amazing. We will pin it on the wall with others when we get home okay" he cheered and jumped into your arms for you to pick him up and so you did. Thanking the teacher you left
You made sure that dinner was made for the two and they were set to do their homework as you left, giving them both a kiss on their heads and reminding them that you loved them. Each hugged you at the door sadly, Kotaro hanging back behind your shared younger sibling and giving you a sad smile
You quickly pulled him into a big hug and rubbed his back "hey, it's fine. School will be over soon and I can go full time at one job. It's just, for now, I promise it's fine" you assured and he nodded into your neck and pulled away, holding Keji's gloved hand so he wouldn't run out the door with you
your usual night passed as it usually would, dealing with the same customers with the same fake smile. But it was worth it all
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The next day you sat in class, feeling yourself become hot and bothered. Your nose became sensitive to the students around you, mostly coming from the boys in your class trying to flirt with girls.
Hormones... you groaned, knowing what was coming for you once the day had finished. Luckily it had been Friday, and lunch was soon. However, unluckily for you, you had run out of suppressants and weren't able to buy more. The money you had could barely pay rent and buy enough food for the weekend. Meaning you would have to make do
Once the lunch bell signalled you were about to get out of your chair, only to be stopped by the goons of the class's big shot. The blonde-haired egotistical bastard was sitting at his desk, unwanting of anyone coming to bother him
"is it true," one of them said to you, causing you to glare at him as they blocked your path
"get out of my way", you said, considerably nicely
"We only asked a question, just answer then you can go" you sighed and barged past them "hey! Were talking to you" one of them, reached out and grabbed you by your arm, causing your tail to hit him in his face on reflexes and send him into a desk. The students remaining in the class all turned to look at you as the other boy approached you smirking cockily
"is it true that you're a slut-"
"and what if it is? Huh" you cut him off taking a step forward "do you want me to take you around the back and suck your dick... sorry but I don't have time to find it with a microscope" you pushed him out the way only to see that your brother was already at the door, with girls in your class fawning over him
you sighed loud enough for him to hear you, he just shook his head at the girls and walked in and over to your desk where you had set up his bento. After yesterday's stunt, you thought it was best if he sat in your class. Plus you had not wanted to sit in a crowded area, it would only make your need worsen
due to the mutation of your quirk, your energy levels, much like Keji' but not, instead rely on... sexual energy. Which you sort out during those free nights you get working at the love hotel. Rumours had been surfacing that some of the girls had seen you walk in there with someone multiple times
what they failed to mention was it was the same person each time
you sat back down in your chair and pull over a spare using your tail for Kotaro to sit at. As he ate he noticed the difference in size between yours and his meal.
"I'm not hungry, have it" you urged, putting someone of your foot into his. If you were going to eat you were sure you would throw up right this moment. Kotaro took it, knowing what you were feeling like as he kept track of you, noticing the signs. It was most obvious when you were more aggressive even if you intended not to be. But he knew you never meant to be rude to him
he tried searching through his bag to find his suppressants but your hand came over his "you need them more than I do" you assured but he tried again "Kotaro... please don't" you said under your breath and his shoulders slumped.
"It's almost the weekend, so I'll call him later okay" you assured, and he felt it. It's not that he had anything against your boyfriend after all.
as he took another bite of his food, and you watched him calmly, your phone disrupted the meal. Its vibration sent it flying across the desk towards you, making you grab it to see who had been calling. Once the ID was shown you felt your heart sink to your stomach and the bile rise in your throat
"will you be okay if I leave you here to take this?" you asked worriedly, he nodded and urged you to take the call. Yet tried to avoid making eye contact with any of your classmates
you Made it out of the class round and round the corners of the corridors before answering, leaning yourself up again the wall
"what do you want" your tone was far past annoyed
"y/n, my darling little girl. I just *burb* I just need your help" the man on the other side was drunk, his speech was slurred and slow- making you sigh in disappointment
"dad... what do you need"
"I just need some money you see- my bookie deadline I won't make the deadline otherwise baby. Please" he asked, now calm, but you knew it wouldn't last long
"dad... I can't give you any more money. I barely have any myself" you sighed, head tilting back on the wall, your body slid down slowly until it met the ground
"I've done so much for you and your brother. SO MUCH! YOU UNGRATEFUL SLUT! I NEVER ASK TOO MUCH FROM YOU!" you pulled the phone away from your head and listened to the insults he flung through it angrily. Your head fell to your knees and you held back a choked sob
"Please baby, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get mad, it's just I'm desperate, these guys. They mean business, you don't want me getting hurt do you" once again he was calm, his emotions swung like a pendulum between begging and violent
With the phone back by your ear you still kept your head on your knees "fine... I can only give you 50,000 yen (like £50 I think). Then that's it dad. I'm not helping you again" your voice cracked slightly, you felt weak once again, like you couldn't stop him. He always found a way to make you miserable
"thank you baby thank you, I love you so much" you hummed and listened as the call ended. Pushing your head back you lay it against the wall, with your knees pulled into your chest. Silently you let the tears roll down your face
how could you call that man your dad? He had no love for you.
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Once you left the classroom Midoryia watched closely as the girls re-approached your brother. And immediately noticed him become uncomfortable, even more so when those goons walked over
"you do know your sister is a slut right?" one of them said
"I heard she fucked someone behind the school" one of the girls chimed in
"Kimiko said she saw her go into a love motel... is it true your sister fucks older guys", Kotaro tried to ignore them, he tried to shy away, he did all he could without saying anything. He just took the insults towards you, and he felt ugly and horrid for it. You always stuck up for him, never letting him take any slander. But here he was, weak to defend you because he was afraid of hurting someone
Midoryia stood up and rushed out of the classroom, no one noticed him, everyone was too busy bothering Kotaro. He looked left and right, deciding to run down the corridor. He heard your voice round the corner but stopped hearing the shouting coming from the end of the phone
he pressed his back into the wall, unsure of what to do, feeling wrong for listening to you deal with the person. Your tone was enough to tell him you were upset, if not already crying. Not only that. But you sounded too exhausted. So very tired. Like you could give up
taking a deep breath he stepped out and around the corner "s-sorry L/n.. but your brother" you were bothered that Midoryia saw you looking weak, your headshot up immediately hearing the mention of Kotaro, knowing you had been gone too long. You took off in a sprint towards the classroom
when the door slammed open the group jumped back, nervously laughing or pretending to be doing anything else. Kotaro sat quietly covering his ears, and you knew. You knew they had said something to him
the most guilty-looking had been one of those goons from earlier
"what did you say to him" the goon shook his head "nothing, just telling him how much of a slut you are" your fist clenched at your side and you felt Kotaro flinch behind you
the boy took a step forward, reached out and stroked your face unpleasantly "come on baby, why don't you show me!" He grabbed your arm and tugged you, but you didn't move. Instead, you have hold of his arm and pulled him toward you, rearing your arm back and punching him in the face. The strength sent him across the room and into some desks
people ran to his aid immediately "he's bleeding!" A girl squealed
"oh, shit man I think she broke his nose!" One of his mates said worriedly "someone get a teacher!" Some kids ran out of the class and you ignored them. Turning to Kotaro and checking on him
"Listen carefully" he nodded scared
"take my phone" you slipped it out of your pocket quickly "and call him okay, tell him I'm begging for a favour. He'll come to meet you at the gate, and will take you to get Keji. I-I don't have money in me now, but we need food. Tell him I'll pay him back I promise and that I'm so very sorry okay" you took his face so he looked directly at you. He was on the verge of tears
"I'll be fine. But back home late. Pack your stuff and get back to your class and call him" he nodded and began to hurriedly pack away. You can't let him be involved in this. If it went on his record he'll struggle into a good school. You don't care if it's on yours, it's damaged beyond repair. But he has a future and can't be done for faults accusations against him
"MISS L/N!" your form teacher has arrived, he was stranded by the boy whose nose you had just broken. Behind him were the girls from yesterday all smirking in victory
"principles office. NOW!" He screamed, and Kotaro flinched. You didn't turn to the teacher, instead kept helping your brother pack so he wasn't left here with them when you were gone
the teacher had been fed up with your ignorance and marched over. His hand rudely takes your arm with a harsh grip, yanking you away from Kotaro. He almost spoke to defend you but found himself converting his mouth in fear.
"Get off me" you pulled your arm from his hold and walked beside him, casting a look to Kotaro telling him to leave. And reluctantly he did
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"speak god dammit. Why did you break his nose" you looked outside the window, making sure not to accidentally make eye contact with the principal. You were mad, angry, and upset and your quirk was going to make this worse
"he lay his hands on me rudely," you said
"look at me when you speak!" His hands slammed on the desk and you have still not looked away.
A teacher passed in by heard the commotion a. The councillor saw how you were looking away from the principal and avoiding eye contact, now staring at the floor. She watched and listened through the door
"I cannot. Unless you want me to accidentally use my quirk sir" you explained calmly, trying to even out your breathing before you lost your cool. He stormed around the desk and grabbed your collar, pulling you up to eye level to look at him
"why you!-" he froze in his spot mid-sentence, you watched as his eyes glazed over in white. In the next second, he dropped you back to your feet and ran back into the wall screaming. You rubbed at your eyes and tried to get it to wear off quickly
"Y/n... are you alright" the councillor rushed to your side. She took you by your face and held you gently. The principles screaming stopped and he looked around panicked then back at you. The councillor tilted up your face and you kept your eyes shut tight. She sighed sadly as she saw some blood like tears run from your eyes as you forcefully stop your quirk
helping you up she looked at the principal in disappointment "she did warn you Sir. I should report you for laying a hand on her too" she stated, steeping infront of you
"If you had any idea what was going on in the school you run, you would know she is not at fault. I had a young boy run to my office in worry for this classmate!" She stepped forward again looking down at the pitiful man
"he has told me other classmates were slinging insults about her, not only in her presence and to her face. But to her younger brother who had been waiting for her. Once she returned another young boy. One of you're students called her a crude name and suggested she sexually indulges him. Whilst taking hold of her. She acted in defence of her brother and herself. You should be more than ashamed, and I suggest you stand down before I report you to the council!" She finished off, turning around and guiding you out the room and back of her office
there you sat and she handed you a wipe and a tissue "I'm so sorry y/n, I heard what happened and tried to get there but I was too late. I really am sorry" she apologies again. This woman, Councillor Sakura had invited you to her office countless times. While she may be aware of your past home life, and somewhat knowledgeable of your jobs. She's the only person in this school who defends you
"it's fine," you say tiredly
"no. No, it's not. You need to stop blaming yourself for others' misdeeds" she stood up and walked around the desk to kneel infront of you. She took your hand and rub her thumb over your knuckles
"you do so much y/n. Too much. But you won't let me help you, and it hurts to see you so tired all the time"
"What else am I to do? Let my brothers and I be separated! If we were to go into care, considering my record and quirk- if we were to be adamant about sticking together we would never be chosen. And I refuse to be split from them, they are my responsibility!" You almost screamed in fury, but you couldn't. You were so emotionally drained it made you cry instead
"I just need to keep going forward" you finished and rubbed at your face to wipe away any remnants of blood or tears as you stood.
"thank you for defending me, and all that you do Sakura" slinging your bag onto your shoulder you opened the door. The woman could only nod and watch you leave
You walked through the corridors, some students tend to linger but even more so after the events of today running through each and everyone's mouth. No one got in your way
It was the end of the day, but the meeting with the principal had lasted long, he spent at least 40 minutes just screaming at you before he lost his cool. Then you spent another 20 minutes with Sakura calming down.
"Hey" a warm voice called out to you from the gate, causing you to lift your eyes. you felt your body move for you, quickly walking in his direction. His arms opened for you, welcoming you in a warm engulfing hug. Digging your face into his chest his hands carefully ran through your hair
"Thank you Tamaki" he hummed, chest vibrating soothingly "you don't have to thank me, I wished you ask for my help more often y/n" his hand came up to your face, resting your cheek in the warmth of his calloused hands
with a slight tilt, he lifts your chin and guides his lips to yours, stealing an innocent kiss from you. No matter how much you wanted to further it, he pulled away before he was pulled in. You both sighed in unison like a weight had been released off your chests, and once again he pulls you back into a hug
"I mean it y/n, you overwork yourself. H-how am I supposed to be your hero if y-you never let me help" pulling away he blushfully links his hands with yours
"you are my hero Tama, you do so much for me already. Looking after my brothers, helping pay for groceries, spending time with me. And helping me with- that" you look at him softly as he blushes further and tries to look the other way "I just don't want to burden you is all. Once I finish school I'll get a decent job"
"W-what about high school" his hand squeezed yours slightly, he was getting anxious worrying about you "I can't attend high school and work. We need the money- shit" you sighed to yourself and stopped walking
"what's wrong?" You looked at me now more worried than before
"It's nothing. Don't worry about it" you smiled, but he saw through it. You were hiding something from him because you knew he'd try to help. And if it was the last thing you did, you would never let Tamaki give you money for your bastard of a dad to throw away.
"O-okay" he nodded and followed your step "Kotaro said you need to get groceries" he reminded "I'd like to pay for them. And I don't want you to argue" his voice became stern, meaning you knew you couldn't win that argument
"Thanks, Tama" he smiled at you and led you into the shop. While you went to grab a basket he beat you to it, so he could put more in. The two of you made mindless chatter as you collected more food, which was more than enough to last you for two weeks. All paid for by Tamaki
To those who knew the boy, and yourself separate. They would never imagine to two of you being a couple. Quite simply because you were rough, rude and scary. Whilst Tamaki was gentle, shy and kind.
But those who looked closer, like your brothers, who know and love Tamaki. And the young man's friends Mirio and a Neijire. They saw how you completed one another. The yin to the other's yang.
whilst you thought Tamaki coming into your life saved you, he thought the opposite. You made him more confident, he could speak freely without being afraid, and he felt the love and warmth of you and your siblings. Something he never got to experience, an only child with parents who work around the world, he was left to look after himself once he started his last year of middle school. Only he had their bank accounts to support him, which he was more than grateful for
but when he met you and saw how hard you work, the sacrifices you took for your family. He was welcomed with a warm embrace. Although you see him as an anchor, someone to hold you down and keep you sane, to push you further, to make the most of life
you balanced one another out. You knew everything about one another, you loved one another, flaws included. Like your mental stubbornness and your physical altercations once a month. Or his anxiety and low self-confidence. You helped one another.
Tamaki insisted on carrying the majority of the shopping bags, he knew how tired you were and you needed to relax a little. You were infront of him as you walked up the steps to the battered one-bedroom apartment he saw it. How your tail was twitching, meaning you were agitated. He learnt some time ago that it wasn't because you were mad. It was because you were pent up
You were purposely hiding your scent too. It explained why he couldn't smell you when he had you in his arms. He felt a small smirk come onto his lips, a plan formulated in his head, he knew just the right thing to make you feel better.
"We're back!" You call through the apartment and watch as your brothers jump from the sofa and run to help with the bags, Keji happily indulges and dominates the conversation with Tamaki whilst Kotaro helps you stock the cupboards. Only his silence is much different than usual
"hey.. sorry about today" you apologised and he felt his eyes become watery. You stopped him halfway putting something on a shelf. Wrapping your arms over his shoulders and bringing his head into your neck to hold him close. His arms squeezed you around your waist
"w-why" he spoke quietly and you squeezed him back "because you need to know it's not your fault. I know you blame yourself because you're scared" you lift his head from your neck and smiled sadly at him
"It's okay to be scared Ko, but I'm a big girl. You don't need to protect me. It's my job to protect you okay" He closed his eyes and nodded, tears slipping past his eyes, you pull him back in and rub his back.
But you're wrong- is what he wants to tell you. You need someone to protect you, and he wanted to be that person. He knew you had Tamaki and was more than grateful for his help when it came to you, he saw how happy he made you. But at the same time, he wishes he wasn't scared of his quirk, he wishes he could defend your name, he wishes that you didn't have to work so hard to food on his plate. He wishes you got to have a normal life and not one at the expense of yourself.
"you're going to do great things Ko because you're a kind and companionate person. You have something I could never have..." his heart stops in his chest as he hears your next words
"the heart of a hero"
End of part one