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Overhaul x Reader

You work as a hero. A normal hero. Or.. Do you? You find yourself in love with Overhaul, the leader of the Yakuza. If anyone found out, you'd be in trouble. You visit each other frequently, but not nearly as frequently as you'd like.. You soon find yourself having to fight Overhaul, upon multiple occasions, although.. Do you? Swearing and possible lemons. I'll try to update as frequently as possible!

markiee · Adolescente
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Chapter 22.

•Overhaul's POV•

I laid on my back on the sofa within my office, thinking to myself. Well, I hadn't exactly removed her quirk, I really did just use a normal bullet. Of which, went straight through her hand's tendons and she probably won't be able to move that hand much. There's no difference, right? Without her hands, like without me, she'd be useless.

Unless she has some fighting skill, in which case, I may really need to shoot one of her knees.

I raised a hand to my face, I really did need to decipher if I did something wrong or not.

About a week prior.

Y/N placed her hands down on the floor, gazing at me straight in the eyes as the floor errupted and physically split into chunks. How could she do this when there are buildings around? When there are general people?

I raise one of my gloved hands to my face, adjusting the mask, before I quickly ran forwards, sliding a bullet into the gun as I did, before jumping up.

I shot one.

Y/N rolled aside just in time to dodge.

I shot another.

She raised a barrier to block any more bullets, but I could tell from her pained expression that she was exhausted. Honestly, this thing was a pain in my ass, too.

I drop down with a bend of my knees, quickly pivoting and walking closer to the barrier, rapidly firing 9mm caliber bullets. I could see the shield wearing thin, about to break. One more bullet and--

The gun clicks multiple times as I press the trigger. I ran out of bullets, now of all times, damn it..

I quickly slide another cartridge into the gun, pulling the top back and with that, I had reloaded. And Y/N had disappeared.

I turned to walk back, only to be greeted with a swing of someone's foot to my temple. I stumbled slightly, before I fell on my back. Y/N was glaring down at me, her gloved hands pointed. Her pained expression was still visible as she was leaning on one foot, presumably because the other was injured from our previous fight.

"Wow, Y/N. You're incredibly gorgeous." I try a different tactic, which makes her blush in turn. She quickly looked away which gave me time to shoot.

I thought I had missed, before I heard an audible tear of something. Clothes? No. It sounded more mushy and not as loud.

I looked over, seeing blood seeping from her gloved hand, her hero suit's colour changed from (your choice) to a deep crimson.

I quickly pushed myself up and caught her as she dropped, I guessed mostly from the shock, she must've fainted.

I managed to beckon Chronos over, and told him to take her back. He made a swift nod, before he lifted her bridal style within his twig arms. If only I could have such a relaxed life.

I quickly turn on the heroes, of which - the adults had gathered at the front gate, along with a few students. One of them being our target.

Midoriya Izuku.

But I felt suddenly drained. I could either go against an unconcious Y/N's will, or just head back with unsatisfaction. Both sound just as excruciating.

I decided to just make a small wave, flicking my wrist from my head. Like a salute, before I called the rest of the Yakuza to head back. I knew we wouldn't get away with this so easily. I knew they'd follow us and eventually attack. But we'd be ready.

After all, we had the bullets.

The present.

I felt something tap my shoulder. Looking over, a slap landed across my face as Y/N glared down at me. I got a series of déjà vu from this.

I rubbed my face, rather shocked from her bold act. Though, what shocked me more was when she straddled me and dug her fingers into my shirt and jacket.

She soon practically ripped my mask off, before taking me by the tie and, basically, smashing our lips together.

A truce, perhaps, or a sign of a start of war.

She wrapped her uninjured hand around the material of my tie, holding the kiss right there, as we battled for dominance, really. Though, she soon pulled away for a breath of air and got off.

"Remember that, Overhaul," My villain name leaving her lips was... hot, to say the least. "Remember I won't let you win, even without my quirk, I won't let you remove anymore innocent peoples' quirks."

My expression of lust suddenly formed into a scowl as I slid my mask back on.

"Y/N, how could I forget, while you're here practically eating my mouth? I know you don't mean to be a burden to me, L/N, but you really are just a pain in my ass. I'd say I love you and goodbye, but I just know this isn't the end.

So,

Until next time,

Y/N."