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PAIRINGS: Father! Yandere! Enji Todoroki x Daughter! Reader

CW: yandere, incest, soulmate AU, fluff, slight angst, nsfw, kissing, praise kink, virginity kink, size kink, bathroom sex

A BNHarem Collab!

AN: my longest piece to date! the prompt this month was sex work, so i decided to stretch the prompt and do sexual slavery. wanted to go for a softer version of daddy endeavor, so please enjoy <3

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The mark on his wrist was one that was shared with yours. Enji had given up on finding his soulmate, deciding that his career and legacy were far more important than some silly marking on another’s body. Love was something he thought he could go without. But when he saw your bright eyes gaze up at him, your chubby hand wrapped around his index finger, his heart had fallen hard—such a sweet, gentle thing. No traces of fear, of disdain, of disgust for him as a human being. Just pure curiosity and unconditional love. His heart leaped for his little girl.

Enji was determined, then and there, that he would never fail you, not like he forgot the others.

Oh, what plans he had for you, his precious princess. He couldn’t wait to spoil you, to marry you and start a new family once you were old enough. Rei realized this as well. Her youngest daughter, her last hope at salvaging her broken family, was to be had by her husband. The thought frightened her, especially after seeing the adoring look in her husband's eyes when she saw him cradle you for the first time. It was so unlike the stoic nature he held for the other children when they were born, only caring to see that they were healthy before leaving off back to his agency, never giving them more than a fleeting touch. It was nothing like when he held you, snarling at any nurse who dared to take his soulmate from the grips of his arms.

Something that had Enji’s conviction more so than his career was something to be feared. Your mother swore to herself that she would not let her husband ruin you.

Once he fell asleep with you tucked in the crook of his arm, a social worker came and collected you to be sent to a foster home and be set up for adoption. It was better than falling into the hands of the monster of a husband.

After the death of Touya, the pair decided to have one more child in hopes of fixing their broken family, but Rei now knew it was for naught. Nothing could save them know, especially now that Enji had nearly burned the building down when he discovered that his little girl was gone, just hours after he had finally found you.

Rei alerted the commission as well for your protection, that utter bitch of a woman. They very well couldn't have the number two hero caught in an incestuous bond with his daughter, now could they. All information of your whereabouts was hidden from him, blacklisting him from working with any foster children, lest he loses his hero license. Enji may have lost you for the time being, but his patience grew as he did. They couldn't keep him from you forever. You'd be reunited one day; he knows it.

The first time he saw you again was when you were fifteen. It was your birthday and the day he had become the number one hero officially, plenty of reason to celebrate. Usually, he would have taken the time to sit near the rose bush he planted in your honor in his courtyard on your birthday, renewing his vows to find and love you to the best of his ability. Enji took great pride in keeping your memory alive with the bush for his beautiful little rose gone too soon from his grasp. But there you were, mere meters from him.

The foster home you stayed at took you out for dinner when he was meeting with Hawks after the billboard awards. Your eyes were unmistakable, a perfect cerulean just like his own. He was so close, yet so far. My, how you had grown since he saw you. Unlike him, you bore your mark proudly on your wrist, not ashamed to admit to the world who your soulmate was. Not like you actually knew who it was anyway.

Enji was prepared to leave Hawks at the table; a new flame lit under his ass, one far more exhilarating than the thought of being the number one hero. He was up and on his way to speak to you before Nomu attacked him. Damn villains, they'd pay for separating the two of you once again. But his conviction only grew stronger. It wasn’t hard to find you after that; he knew what city you were living in. Instincts lashed out at him, demanding that he go sweep you up and hide you away. No, no. That would make you frightened; he can't have that. He’ll watch from the sidelines, waiting until you were of age to make a move. He was curious to see just how life as a foster child was treating you.

Growing up in the foster system had been a nightmare from hell for you. A cursed child is what they saw you as when your skin sprouted flames every time it was touched by the human hand, burning everything and everyone who came in contact with it. From the moment your quirk manifested, you were an outcast, an untouchable, unlovable freak. Someone destined never to feel the touch of their new parents, their lover, their soulmate.

It wasn't long before you realized that you would remain in the foster system until you aged out. Who would adopt a child they couldn't hug when they cried, hold their hand when they crossed the street, snuggle up to when it was chilly outside? Any potential parent was taken aback by your quirk once you reached for the warm touch of mommy and daddy, only to singe their hand or burn a hole in their shirt.

You learned quickly that your touch was something to be feared, that you were something to be feared. You supposed that’s why you looked up to him so much. So much so that you thought about him late at night when the loneliness seemed to drown you in the sea of your insecurities.

Endeavor was the only one who could understand you, understand your quirk. If only your soulmate mark could match him, maybe you feel the warmth of another human being without hurting or mauling them with your power. Abrasive he may be with the media, but there something about him that was so comforting and endearing to you. In your eyes, he was simply misunderstood, a gentle giant amongst the mass personalities of the other pro heroes.

Watching his interviews brought you comfort when you were lonely, his merchandise made you swell with pride and confidence, and his posters on the wall reminded you that you were never alone. It was a silly crush, but it made you feel better about your miserable life.

You even got to see him on your birthday! Well, not exactly. You happened to be in the same restaurant when your foster parents took you out for your birthday. It was apparent that they just felt bad for you, having looked after you for 15 years only to still have custody of your sorry ass. You were almost certain that they were going to kick you to the curb the morning of your 18th birthday.

Too bad they never had the chance. That fate would have been much kinder than the reality you faced now.

Once the Paranormal Liberation Front had effectively ripped society up by the roots and let the tree of life rot for the world to see, your foster parents packed their shit and left the country while you were at school. You’d been alone in the world ever since and were snatched off the streets, ready to be sold into slavery by the villains of the world. Your quirk was the only thing keeping you from being bought like a bitch from the auction floor.

Enji, on the other hand, was more than eager to do just that. After his public smear campaign by his allegedly dead son, he was dead to the world, finally abandoning his family for good in hopes of finding his beloved daughter. His life was dedicated to searching for you, having managed to track you down through his vigilante work. He likes to lie to himself and say that he’s continuing to fight for the greater good, but Enji does it just to have the chance to see your sweet face again. There wasn’t much to go off of, but he’d rather see his fiery end than to give up. That's how he found you at the auction.

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Another auction night was approaching, which meant another night of humiliation and being displayed like a slab of meat for a crowd of degenerate wolves. Your quirk was the only thing keeping you from being sold; no one wants a fucktoy they can’t touch. It reduced you to physical labor for your captors, but you were better fed because of it. That didn’t mean they still didn’t try to sell you.

After being stripped down into nothing but a collar, leash, and a muzzle, you were brought to the stage and shoved in front of the ravenous, roaring crowd. You could feel their stares seep into your bones, the grime from the floor on your bare feet only adding to the overwhelming sensation of disgust you couldn’t even begin to describe.

The crowd’s excitement was raucous, jeers and shouts echoing off the halls of the underground auditorium. Masks covered their faces for the sake of privacy lest a vigilante break-in and hunt them all down. Even in the lawlessness of the world, heroes were still crawling everywhere to trail after even the slightest scent of villainy. Doesn't mean they’ll win, but hey, the death of a hero is just the same as the auction was to them.

“Up next, a darling girl with a fiery quirk!”

That was your cue. A handler had a fierce grip on your leash, giving it a few tugs for good measure as the crowd laughed at your stumbling. The auctioneer began to list your qualities and physical attributes, including your quirk.

“And she’s a virgin!”

Added for good measure, the crowd fell silent after listening to the abilities of your quirk. You couldn't hate it anymore; it's what was keeping you from being someone’s onahole until the day you kicked the bucket.

“Can I get $10,000?”

Ah the starting bid. The silence was relieving. Just a few more moments and you'd be off that damn stage.

“No? Going once, going twice, going-”

“One million.”

A booming voice came from the back row, the depths of the shadows to further hide the masked man who just bought your life. Why did it sound so familiar?

“Outstanding! One million dollars for the young lady!”

“Going once.”

It couldn't be.

“Going twice.”

This can't be happening.

“Sold for one million!”

No!

You were supposed to be unwanted, just like you have been your entire life! Yet some mysteriously familiar man outbid the entire auction for little ol’ you.

“Off the stage, bitch.”

The handler snarled, yanking you off the stage and causing you the fall and bruise yourself in the process.

“Watch it!” He spat, picking you up by the roots of your hair. “The merchandise needs to be handled carefully before reaching the customer. Let's hope he doesn't mind some bumps and bruises. For your sake.”

“That won't be necessary; I'll be taking her as is. Immediately, if you will.”

The mysterious man stood had already made his way backstage and behind you, standing formidably over your stark form. Your hair was released, dropping you back to the floor.

“Excellent, sir! I’m more than happy to get this welp off my hands.”

A brief exchange was made while you recovered on the floor, shaking in fear as the situation weighed heavily on your already broken self. The handler took the money and returned to the back room, leaving the two of you alone together.

The stranger crouched down to you and extended a hand to brush the stray hair out of your face, touch remaining tender and gentle when you flinched harshly.

“My poor girl, what has the world done to you?”

His coat enveloped your body as he scooped you up in his arms. The scent of him comforted you more than you would have liked to admit. Teakwood and coffee grounds filled your senses as he held you flush against his chest, leaving the auction house with a renewed sense of vigor.

You were placed in the backseat of a car before he dressed you in simple pajamas.

“Rest. You deserve it.”

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At some point in the car ride, you let yourself fall asleep only to wake up in a cozy king-size bed wrapped up in a soft blanket next to a warm fireplace. The false sense of comfort lulled you for a few moments before your situation hit you like a ton of bricks. The anxiety you'd had known your whole life had finally kicked back into gear, forcing you out of bed and into the rest of the house.

It was daybreak, the sunlight slowly trickling in through heavily curtained windows as you walked through the halls and into the kitchen. The man was standing over the stove, sans mask, dressed in a wife-beater and his pajama bottoms. It couldn't be-

“Come in; breakfast will be on the table in a moment.”

Now you were certain.

“Who are you?” Your voice barely above a whisper. “Why did you buy me at the auction?”

A deep, rumbling chuckle flowed from the man.

“I think you know the answer to that, little one.”

His focus was retained on the meal in front of him. “I’ll explain myself over breakfast. Now sit.”

You couldn't help but feel compelled to obey him. While sitting, you took the time to honestly look him over for the first time in your life. Never did you think you would be so close to your childhood crush in such a domestic setting.

He had noticeably greyed but still possessed a majority of his red hair. Muscles were still taught and budging, but he had grown a little bit of a belly. Endeavor was as handsome as ever, aged like a fine wine that you couldn't wait to sip on.

The food was placed in front of you as he took the test next to you.

“Eat and have some water. Then we’ll talk.”

Once again, you obeyed him without question and refrained from eating like a rabid animal. It wasn't even a question, so much so that it is evident that you hadn't had a decent meal in a long time. You were still muscular from the labor you did for your handlers, though.

And Enji liked that about you. How resilient you were, he loved that you inherited his strength but still possessed Rei’s gentle nature. Not that he wanted to credit that woman for anything, but he couldn't deny the obvious. You were his strong, beautiful little girl who had to endure so much because his bitch of a wife decided to separate you from him.

But he was here now, ready to give all his love and protection to his only love. It took everything in his power not to swoop you up from your seat and hold you in his arms until his last breath.

Enji watched you eat, pride swelling in his chest at the thought that you liked his cooking. He couldn't help but wonder what your favorite meals were as well. There's certainly all the time in the world to get to know his little girl now that he had you. And he was never going to let you go.

Your breakfast was devoured quickly, both out of desperation for a real meal and answers to your questions.

“Why did you buy me from the auction?”

It was a complicated question, but you wanted a simple answer.

“I’m your soulmate.” His wrist was on display as he reached across the table to hold your hand.

For the first time in your life, you felt safe. Your one, shining hope was meant to yours and he wanted to be yours. You didn't even question how he knew at all.

His touch was warm and slightly rough, but it was welcome all the same. Even though your skin was lit aflame at his flesh against your, he paid it no mind. He was built to take your quirk, to take you.

“Endeavor…”

“Please, call me Enji.” His thumb rubbed over the palm of your hand. “I’m sure you feel better after having something to eat.”

“Why don't you go take a bath? It’ll help you relax, I can take care of your dishes.”

It was strange how insistent he was on taking care of you, but you can't say you don't enjoy the attention. He seemed to care for you in a way that went beyond caring for a partner, or in your case, a soulmate. But who were you to judge? It wasn't like you had a lot of experiences to use as a comparison.

Making your way back to the bedroom, you took the time to study the house you were in. A traditional, well-kept home, it practically looked like it was untouched. And maybe it was; buildings and homes fully intact were hard to come by these days, let alone ones that were clean and warm.

Enji seemed to lull you into an instinctual sense of safety, even though he bought you out of slavery. Just because he was your soulmate didn't mean that he had good intentions for you, but somehow, his presence alone filled a void in your heart that you had forgotten was even there.

Once you made it to the bathroom connected to the master bedroom, you drew yourself a bath just like Enji had instructed you to do. It wasn't the wisest decision to let your guard down like this, but the man already had plenty of opportunities to fuck you up by this point.

The water was warm and inviting when you sank yourself into it; you couldn't remember the last time you had warm water to clean yourself with. It made you feel light and hazy, slipping into a headspace you had long forgotten—a place of safety and comfort.

Three raps on the door pulled you from your haze as Enji entered the bathroom with fresh towels. Despite the fact that he had already seen you naked, the intimacy of the situation only left you feeling more vulnerable than ever.

“Let me help you.”

He kneeled next to you outside of the tub and pulled a lavender chamomile shampoo from the tub’s shelf. There was room to protest, but you couldn't find yourself willing to do so.

Water was poured over your head before he started a lather in your hair, gently scrubbing your scalp for a while. Even this simple touch made you shudder, it was a long time since you last felt the warmth of someone’s touch. And everything about this man was warm, for you at least. His words, his touch, his heart.

Conditioner was added to your hair as well before he moved onto washing your body. The scrub was gentle across your skin, his hand following after it to help keep the suds from rising too much. Strong hands massaged your back and your neck, both of which needed the much-deserved relief.

“So tense.” He murmured, mostly to himself.

There was a comfortable silence shared between the two of you as he massaged out all the knots and kinks that had built up over the years with your handlers. His touch should have made you flinch but you found yourself pressing into it. A small moan escaped your lips as he worked through a particularly tender spot on your neck.

“Are you enjoying this?”

His lips ghosted your ear as warm breath tickled your cheek and neck.

Your face flushed with a fiery warmth from a combination of the steam, your embarrassment, and the man whispering sweet nothings in your ear as his hands worked at your tired skin.

“Let me help you relax, sweet thing.”

Enji picked you up momentarily to slot himself behind you in the tub. Placed on his lap, you gasped when you could feel his erection hard against your back. Fear started to trickle into your veins as you squirmed slightly, attempting to get out of his grasp.

“Shhh, it's alright, you're okay.” His hand made its way to your throat and rested there gently, stroking over your artery with his thumb. “I’m not going to hurt you, sweetheart. Let me show you how much I've missed you.”

His touch made you feel alive, feel wanted for the first time in your life. You couldn't help but whine when his other hand made its way down your body, gently groping your breast as his lips were pressed to your ear.

“Do you trust me to take care of you?”

His fingers toyed with your nipples, obviously skilled.

“Do you trust me to make the sweetest love to you?”

Another whine caught in your throat as his hand went further, cupping your sex in his much larger hand. He kneaded gently, pressing a soft kiss to your temple when you writhed in his grip.

“Please! Enji-”

Shushing you gently, Enji’s thumb made its way to your clit to stroke in small circles.

“How does that feel, sweetheart?”

You were used to touching yourself, but oh God it never felt like this.

“Good!” You managed to choke out in a wanton moan. “So good! Enji, please, I need-”

A warm pair of lips sealed over yours, silencing you once again. Enji knew how wrong this was, to take advantage of you like this without revealing the truth. But he wanted at least to just once to have you in his arms willingly and eagerly. He wanted to kiss you breathless, listen to your cries and feel your nails dig into his skin as he gave you all of himself without a fight from you. He can worry about revealing himself to you later.

The rough pads of his large fingers started to apply pressure to your clit as his middle finger slipped into your tight hole under the water.

“Don't worry, little one. I'll give you what you need.”

Soft kisses were trailed along your cheek and hand that was on his that was still holding your throat tenderly. Finger pumping in and out of you, Enji whispered sweet praises to you as he felt your hole clench around him.

“Doing so well for me, sweetheart.”

Your breathy moans and whines only served to harden his cock. He felt like a teenager all over again, closing to cumming just from the sound of your voice.

Another finger slipped into your tight core, careful not to overwhelm you too fast. It was obvious you'd hadn't been touched before, not even by yourself. You felt full but greedy for more of his touch.

“Deeper, Enji! Please, can you?”

You were babbling at this point, writhing in his lap as he fingered you nice and slow with thick digits. Enji hummed as he pressed further into, curling his fingers into your G-spot.

Your cry was loud as he began to abuse your most sensitive spot, fully squirming in his arms as tears of pleasure breached your eyes. The sensation was too overpowering for you, making you thrash and arch in his arms.

“Shh, you're okay, sweetheart. You're okay; I'm right here.”

His fingers continued to stroke in a curled fashion, thumb still circling over your twitching clit. Enji kissed you again, deeper and more fierce as he began to fuck you earnestly with his fingers.

“Cum for me, darling.”

Squealing, you gripped his forearm and cried helplessly into his mouth. The build was slow and intense, allowing your orgasm to wash over you in waves of pleasure rather than a blinding, quick light.

“E-Enji!” You wailed. “Enji!”

You shook in his arms, holding onto the larger man for dear life as you experienced your first orgasm. It seemed like Enji knew your body better than you did.

No words were exchanged between the pair of you, but you could feel the tension of your desired hanging thick in the air. This man was going to take your virginity, here and now.

Enji removed his hand from your throat and between your legs in order to maneuver you to sit facing forward in his lap.

“Are you ready for me?”

His honesty made you flush even more. Biting your lip nervously, you hesitated to answer. Were you ready? It wasn’t like you had much of choice; the man could very well take you by force if he so chose to. But you felt safe in his arms, safe with him.

“Let me help you, my love.”

Warm, large hands gripped your backside as he held you steady above his cock. Your hand reached down to line yourself up with his throbbing sex, lowering yourself down on it slowly.

It burned in the best way, stretching you out fully as you pressed your forehead against his chin.

“Good girl, taking my cock so well, darling.”

A pitiful whine left your throat at the praise, hands gripping the forearms that held you in place.

“Can...Can you hold me?” You whimpered. “Please?”

Enji’s arms enveloped you and pulled you flush against his, tucking your head into the crook of his neck as you continued to lower yourself onto his cock. Your breath tickled his ears, making him groan lowly once he bottomed out inside of you.

“Such a sweet girl you are, taking all of me on your first try.”

Another whine responded for you as you ground your hips down on his.

“E-Enji.” You whimpered his name over and over again like a prayer. “Enji!”

“Be still, little one.” Hands back on your hips, holding you in place near the tip of his girthy length. “Let me take care of you.”

Hips in place, the man began to thrust up into you slowly, holding you tight as he stood up from the water. You only gripped and nuzzled yourself into him further, letting out sweet whines and whimpers into his ear while he thrust into you.

Your back was placed against the cool tile of the wall when he tilted your chin up to meet his gaze. Even in this position, he was still at least another head taller than you.

“Look at me when I make love to you.”

Through wet eyelashes, you gazed up at his eyes and let your mouth hang open as he rolled his hips into yours. His eyes shut briefly when he moaned, hissing at the feeling of your wet cunt hugging his cock so well.

“You were made to take my cock, little one.”

Arms reached up to wrap around his neck as he thrust into you, taking his time to make his strokes slow and deep. His hips were flush against yours when you asked him, “Kiss me, please? I want all of you Enji.”

Your bold proclamation stunned him for a moment before yielding, placing a deep kiss and a hot tongue against your lips.

His thrusts became faster as he kissed you with more passion and vitality. For an old man, he certainly had his stamina up to par. Your fingers thread through his red and grey tresses, tugging him closer to you gently as you moaned shamelessly into his mouth.

The pleasure in your core was more intense, fiercer this time around as his thrusts became hard and fast. The sounds of both of your moans and skin slapping against skin echoed off the tiled bathroom walls as the both of you felt your orgasms coming.

“Enji, fuck!” You whined, beginning to squirt on his fast-paced cock. “I-I’m cumming; I’m cumming!”

“Cum for me, princess.”

With a choked sob, you creamed yourself all over his cock, which continued to pound into your hole before he groaned your name and came deep inside you.

Nothing but the sounds of the water sloshing and your labored breathing could be heard as you both came down from your highs.

After a moment of rest, Enji pulled out and wrapped you in a towel before laying you gently on the bed. A towel was wrapped around his own waist as he looked at you fondly, brushing stray hairs out of your eye sight as he sat next to you on the bed.

“I must ask, how did you end up at the auction site?”

What a loaded question, but the intimacy you two shared allowed for it.

“I was kidnapped off the streets after my parents abandoned me when the prison break happened.”

He sighed gruffly and took your hand in his.

“What utter fools, tossing aside a beautiful rose such as yourself.”

His thumb traced over your soulmate mark. You still had yet to know how he knew before ever meeting you.

“It's alright; I never considered them my family. I just wish I could have met mine, but at least I met my soulmate.”

A crinkled smile adorned his face.

“You've done more than meet them.”

What could that have meant?

“I’m your father and your soulmate, little one.”

A rock hit the pit of your stomach as you retracted your hand from his.

“That isn't a funny joke, I'm serious.”

“So am I.” His hand was quick to snatch your back. “What could I possibly gain from lying to you?”

“P-Prove it.”

“Our soulmate marks, I saw yours the moment you were born in the Hosu hospital before my wife separated us all those years ago. I can recite your birthday if you'd like me to, for good measure.”

Fuck, he really wasn't lying. A lump formed in your throat as tears sprung in your eyes.

“Why would you do this to me?” You whispered, barely even able to hear yourself.

“Because I love you. I love you so much, sweetheart. Ever since I saw you for the first time in the hospital, my entire life has changed because of you. All I ever wanted was you.”

Enji was quick to shush your cries, using his free hand to wipe your tears away.

“Will you forgive me for being selfish?”

The disgust and horror filled everyone of your senses, especially when you came to a realization that he was everything you've ever wanted.

What came out of your mouth next stunned the both of you.

“You can apologize by begging on your knees and cleaning me up with your tongue, Daddy.”

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Rei stared at the clock.

It's 4:21 pm.

School ended two hours ago, so where were you? She'd already called Shotou to see if he'd picked you up. Then she checked on all of her kids to see if you were with them.

Something was off with you. Ever since you came home late last week, she knew right away something was off. You were never one to be late- very cautious about the curfew your parents had set for you since they're quite paranoid. Granted you were only 20 minutes late, but still... you'd at least give them a call.

Rei had asked you if everything was alright, and when you said you were fine, then she scolded you for not answering her calls or text her that you were running late. She grew even more suspicious of your state when you simply apologised and asked if you could go to bed early. Rei tried to get you to at least have dinner with her, but you told her you're too tired and to just let you sleep.

She knew something was definitely wrong when Enji came home and went to your room to share the pint of ice cream he'd bought. But you yawned and said that you're not in the mood for it that day. You never reject ice cream, especially not when Enji is the one who brings it. Even Enji had troubled sleeping that night, tossing and turning, wondering what was bothering his princess.

But both of the parents decided that this was just a teenage phase, that maybe its one of those days where you're just not feeling your best. Normally, they don't do this, always jumping to conclusions, but it was Natsuo who convinced them to keep an open mind and limit the restrictions they put on you, ever since you cried to him about how your parents don't trust you. They do trust you, they're just... worried is all.

And they were right to be!

By 5:00 pm, Rei and her kids were all panicking at home, since you weren't answering anyone's calls. By 5:15 pm, Enji was home after getting a call from a crying Rei that she thinks something terrible has happened to you. Enji first calms her down, then gets one of his subordinates to track your phone, but it seems that the tracker or your phone was broken. Shotou tells him that he already checked your school and you had left the place on time but something must've happened on your way back home. Fuyumi suggested to check the CCTV footage but doing that will cause the word to get out and attract media's attention- something they didn't want. The Todoroki's were very private people, especially when it came to you. So, Enji decided to call Hawks and have him, Shotou and Dabi spread out and find you.

Shotou was going to re-check your school route, Dabi was going to get his shady friends to keep an eye out for you, Hawks was going to be in the air and Enji decided to check out your favourite spots in the city. Fuyumi and Natsuo stayed at home to keep Rei from going hysterical and running around in public, shouting your name.

It started raining around 8 pm, and Natsuo had to give his mother a small tranquilliser to calm her down. Fuyumi was staring at the door with a blank face, as the reality of something awful happening to you settled down.

"Fuyumi, what are you doing by the door? Come sit inside-"

"She's dead, isn't she?" Fuyumi cut Natsuo off, whose eyes widened as he pulled her to the side.

"Keep your voice down. And think before saying stupid stuff like that. Mom could hear us." Natsuo said a bit harshly, but his tone softened when he saw Fuyumi's dejected eyes. He wrapped his arms around her and sighed. "She'll be alright Fuyumi, she's fine. You'll see when- not if, when, she gets home."

By 10 pm, Shotou had searched each street and corner that you could've gone to on your way home, traced your footsteps over and over again but found no sign of you. He eventually called Hawks for an update, but found the winged-hero had even checked hospitals and police stations for you, but found nothing.

At 11:47 pm, Shotou gets a call from Enji. He had finally found you.

Ten hours- for almost ten hours, Y/n Todoroki had been missing. Enji finally found you in a park, behind some concrete pipes, unconscious.

You were lying face down on the ground, and your breathing was so shallow, for a moment Enji believed you were dead. It was still raining when Enji found you, and he rushed to you, calling your name. With bated breath, he waited for you to respond. When you didn't, he slowly turned you over on your back, shocked when he saw the state you were in. Your lip was busted, you had a black eye, small cuts covered your face and your whole form was covered in dirt.

He touched your face, his hand immediately heating up to warm up your ice-cold skin. "Y/n? Y/n, princess, wake up. Come on."

With a groan, your eyes opened slowly, not able to clearly see his face but you were able to make out who it was. Enji waited as you whimpered and your unfocused eyes kept on rolling back into your head. "D-dad?"

Enji sighed in relief. "Yes, its me. Are you alright? Can you stay awake for me?" He pulled out his phone, calling Shotou to get home and have Natsuo get a medical team at home, you needed immediate medical attention and hospitals were out of the option.

You gasped at the sharp pain that shot through your side when it made contact with Enji's arm as he lifted you up. "H-urts, everything... hurts." He lifted the shirt a little, heart sinking when he saw bruises around your ribs that were turning an ugly colour, praying that there wasn't any internal bleeding.

"What happened?"

"I- I'm sorry." You wheezed as you spoke, it pained you to breathe at this point, but you were apologising for worrying them, for not calling them or sending a text about where you were going. You knew how paranoid they are, and you knew that if you wanted to keep your freedom and privacy, you need to at least have Enji on your side

Enji's heart broke at the your words. He tried to pacify you by rubbing soothing circles into your shoulder, heating up his body when he heard your teeth chatter. You didn't seem to have any life threatening injury, but that bruise around your ribs and hypothermia were real concerns of his.

"Just hold on tight, darling. Try to stay awake, okay?" Enji said before pushing your head into his chest to shield you from his flames as he blasted off into the sky.

"Are they here yet? I can't see them- Shotou, what did your father say? Is Y/n okay?" Rei pestered him, unaware of the medical team Natsuo had called outside.

"They'll be here soon, mom-"

Rei turned to Fuyumi. "Did you get the towels? The fluffy ones? It's been raining like cats and dogs today- did you fill the tub with warm water? I don't want Y/n to get sick."

Fuyumi smiled, out of that bleak state as soon as she heard Enji had found you. "Yes, mom. Everything's ready."

They heard Enji's flames booming through the sky before they saw him. Enji landed in the backyard of his house, rain still pouring as he walked towards his family. They couldn't see your face, but from the look on Enji's face, they knew something was terribly wrong.

Natsuo immediately took you from his arms and his breath hitched as he saw your messed up face. Your head fell onto his shoulder as you struggled to keep your eyes open. "Nato~ it hurts. E-everything hurts." You managed to whisper before blacking out from the pain. Rei gasped loudly when she saw your pale face, rushing to Natsuo's side to take a better look at you. "Enji, what happened-?" But he didn't reply to her, his face full of anxiety as he looked at Natsuo. "Natsuo, her ribs. Check her ribs."

Natsuo looked at him before gently pulling up your shirt, eyes widening as he saw the large contusion that had now turned an ugly shade of purple and green.

"Fuyumi, towels. Shotou, get the medics in." Natsuo ordered, quickly turning and walking inside the house. Enji watched as his kids rushed inside, and Rei looked at him for an explanation but when she got none, she joined her kids.

You whimpered as Fuyumi and Rei helped you into the warm bath, the steam almost painful to your cold body. You could feel Rei crying as she struggled to suppress her tears, she had been like this ever since the doctors told them that your ribs were badly bruised, just like Natsuo had guessed. They all knew someone did this to you and it was just eating them up to know who, but you had no energy to answer their questions, blacking out after short intervals.

While Rei and Fuyumi were washing the dirt off your body, Enji and Hawks were trying to figure out who did this to you. "It cant be any villains or enemies that you would have, Endeavour." Hawks said, trying to stop Enji from blaming himself. "If it were, they would've either kept her hidden and asked for some ransom, or they would've... killed her." Enji narrowed his eyes at him, and if it were anyone else who said this to him, Enji would've incinerated them on the spot. But he knew that what Hawks was saying was true. Enji sighed, rubbing his face tiredly. "Then who do you think was behind this?"

"Honestly? My best guess would be someone from her social circle. Bullies even. Do you know if Y/n had anyone troubling her at school?"

Enji's mind immediately went back to last week. You had been acting unusual since last week, but still, some part of Enji didn't want to believe that you would keep something like this from him. He was your best friend, someone you could always tell your troubles to without worrying about the repercussions.

"Hawks, check the school tapes. Ask around and see if anyone had been bothering her." Hawks nodded before leaving the estate, flying off to conduct the investigation.

"Arms up- yeah, there we go, good girl. And... we're done." Rei said as she and Fuyumi helped you into a loose fitting princess nightgown. Fuyumi called in Shotou who then picked you up with the utmost care and carried you to your bedroom, where Natsuo was already waiting for you.

Shotou laid you down on the bed and Natsuo pulled up a chair next to you and began working on your cuts, cleaning them and wrapping them in bandages. Your vision was slightly blurry and it hurt to breathe, but you were still able to make out that Natsuo was angry- very angry. It was abnormal to see him like this. Your usually calm, cool as a cucumber brother so... furious.

"Are... you mad at... me?" You whispered, eyes tearing up from hammering pain in your head. Natsuo shook his head, calming himself and trying to smile, if only to ease your mind. He brushed the hair out of your face, before softly booping your nose. "No, I'm just...worried is all. I just want to know who did this to you. And why." He watched as you closed your eyes and turned your head slightly to the side, a tell tale sign that you knew who was behind this.

Natsuo sighed before lifting up your gown a bit until the bruise on your side was exposed. It looked even worse now. He chilled up his hand and placed it on the bruise, trying to ice down the swelling, shushing you when you whined at the cold and tried to move away. "Hush now. The swelling needs to go down." He looked at your face that was scrunched up in discomfort before his eyes moved down to your arms, then your legs and then your feet, all covered in cuts and minor injuries. It looked liked someone was beating you with a purpose, with some sort of deep hatred or vendetta, but they wanted to make sure that you were still alive, just not in the best shape. Enji was the first culprit that came to his mind. It wouldn't be unlikely for one of his enemies to have found out about you and took their revenge.

His sweet little baby sis, all messed up because of that bastard-

His thoughts came to a halt when he heard the door open and Rei walked in with a tray in her hand. Shotou and Natsuo helped you sit up, the former taking his seat beside you on the bed, letting you rest your head and your body on him. You felt so tired, and all you wanted was to sleep off the pain, but Rei's soft voice forced you to open your eyes, focusing on the spoon that was pushed to your lips. "Can't sleep until you eat and take your medicine, bub." You heard Natsuo say.

Once Rei was done feeding you the soup and Natsuo made you swallow the pills, Shotou gently laid your head back on the pillow. He adjusted his body heat to a comfortable temperature for you, letting you snuggle upto him, while Natsuo dimmed the lights. Rei covered you and Shotou with a soft blanket and began humming a soft tune, rubbing soft circles on your knee. You were out like a light as soon as your head hit the pillow, but this was just as much for their comfort as it was meant for yours- to see you safe and sound.

Shotou especially, was not in the best state after you'd gone missing. He felt like someone had sucked the air out of his lungs when he couldn't find you, every nightmare he's had coming to reality the longer you were gone. In that moment, Shotou held you tighter to his chest, as if to assure himself that you were here now, alive. And he's never going to let you go alone anymore now, not since you went missing. He doesn't care if you're embarrassed by your big brother looking out for you, he doesn't want today happening ever again.

Fuyumi and Enji soon joined the rest in your room, eyes on your sleeping form as their hearts finally found tranquility. But a silent question hung in the air.

Who did this to you?

Fortunately, for them, it was answered as soon as Dabi creeped into your room, smelling like smoke. He peeked over his mother's shoulder, smiling when he saw you softly snoring into Shotou's shoulder. "They've been dealt with." He said suddenly, not faltering as he felt their eyes on him. After a moment, Natsuo asked "Why did they do it? Who were they?" Dabi just shrugged, not moving his eyes from you. "Bullies. Had been tormenting her for a while now. Must've figured out she didn't have a quirk or that she was related to the great Endeavour." Of course, Dabi would take any chance to make Enji the bad guy, pin the blame on him for anything and everything.

Rei's brows furrowed. "It doesn't make sense. She would've said something if it was this bad. Why- why would she hide something like this?

Fuyumi answered her. "Maybe she was... afraid that we'd pull her out of school if she was being targeted. You know how she loves going out, not caring if she was endangering herself everytime she went out." It was like she was almost accusing you of being selfish for leaving the house and not putting your family's peace of mind before yourself.

Rei clenched her fists. "No, she wouldn't do that- she knows the rules. If something were to harm her, she was going to stay home. That was-" She looked at Enji. "That was the fucking rule, Enji. You promised me that you would pull her out of school if you even sensed something was wrong. Homeschooling was always an option. Secrets weren't. You promised-"

"Its already done. I called the Principal, she's not going to school anymore." Enji cut her off, his eyes never leaving your face, thinking back to how you looked like you were on the brink of death just a couple of hours ago. Never again.

"I'm off now." Dabi said, pulling out a small hello kitty stuffie and set it beside your head. Just a little something he thought would make you feel better when you woke up. Totally did not kill another hello kitty fanatic for this.

As Dabi left the Todoroki estate, he thought back to how pitiful you looked. Did he feel bad? Nope, not one bit, especially not when this brought you to exactly where they all wanted you to be from the start- safe in their arms.

The plan worked like a charm. He got some of your classmates to bully you for some time and then beat you up, and in return he'd pay them. He chuckled as he recalled how he burned your bullies for beating you up like he wanted them to. They really thought a villain would keep their end of the deal.

For now, only he knew about the reality. And well, maybe Hawks will know too if he manages to catch the glimpse of Dabi standing in the shadows, watching as your bullies beat you up.

And boy does your Godfather's blood boils when he finds out it was that slut Rei who had planned the whole thing, and her bitch boy who had executed it to perfection.

He will make them pay for your tears.