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Short Works for the Fandom

Summary:

These will be the short fics I write around BNHA. Will include angst, comfort, and possibly triggering elements. (Those chapters will be labeled accordingly)

Chapter 1: A little love for Enji (SFW) (Gender Neutral)

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"I'm home," you state in a slightly monotone voice as you enter through the door of your two-bedroom home. Your home was nothing special close enough to the work that you could walk and close enough to the agency so if Enji was ever needed he could easily be called upon. Looking in on the life of being the number one hero seems like it would be never-ending. And you were sure that you had not even seen half of it. Memories flash into your mind of times when he would walk out the door in the morning only to come home later still in the same suit. It made you wonder just how much your partner had to carry on his shoulders you walk into the living room to see the only signs of Enji being home were the pillows on the couch all shifted to one side.

Although today marks the first full day that he has been home since he was released from the hospital. Not counting yesterday when you had to almost drag him home from his desk after his assistant went to check in on him and found he was half asleep "answering" emails. Luckily enough Hawks had come to help take the exhausted and recovering hero home with you and even helped convince him that he should take some time off. "Enji?" You say hesitantly trying to find out where he is as you walk towards your bedroom. Quietly entering the room you notice the door to the shared bathroom slightly ajar and light pouring out.

You take a peek inside trying not to be seen by your Goliath of a partner within the room. You see Enji turning his face in the bathroom mirror scrutinizing his recently acquired scar. It was just long enough after the incident that it has healed over but is tender to the touch. He runs his callused fingers over where one of his eyebrows used to be flinching as he touched the tender skin. Taking a deep breath in he sighs as he takes a look back at himself. His eyebrows droop slightly as his shoulders sag but before he can overthink it too much he hears a knock on the wood. Immediately he perks right back up as if the small showing of vulnerability might shatter the world.

"Hey" you say timidly looking up at Enji. "Hello little flame, "he says as a small smile creeps across his face. You look up at him with big worried eyes and ask him "are you ok?" "What would make you think I wasn't he boasts" turning the smile into more of a smug look "Well I kinda peeked in before I knocked... and I did watch the broadcast," you say shyly. His shoulders seem to deflate as you end your sentence "well to be completely honest..." He takes a moment as he sits on the shower stool and then looks up at you "are you still attracted to me?" You look at him shocked as if he had just asked you to commit a serious crime with him. "why why why would you think that?" You studder a bit before asking your question. He looks away trying to keep the scar out of sight as he answers "I just feel like since I got my scar you seem to be hesitant around me"

You walk slowly up to Enji who at the moment is sitting at your height. Slowly you take your soft hand to his face as soon as you make contact he leans into your touch. You bring his gaze to match yours your thumb lightly over his scar. "Your scar isn't something to be ashamed of Enji, you saved so many and risked even more." You say lovingly as you trace down the scar and then down to his neck.

"You are number one for a reason. I remember when All Might retired you were pissed because you felt like you didn't earn your ranking but I think you have more than earned it by now," you state before bringing your arms around his neck "You almost died. I thought I was going to lose you forever." tears forming as you look into his eyes as you say the last word and realize that your seeing an expression that you haven't seen before... worry. He slowly brings his arms up around you and pulls you into a kiss. One that could only be described as desperate. His rough lips crash against your plush lips worry rolls off the two of you and is evident as he breaks from the kiss. Looking into your eyes are two orbs as deep as the sea "Y/N thank you."