Elly sobbed, her breath wheezing out and then sucking back in as she whined loudly. "She - she sent me a photo of my <i>house</i>!" Her phone was thrust into her boyfriend's face as she cried, the screen depicting a somewhat shabby looking ranch home with an ugly paint job. It looked almost nothing like the immaculately landscaped home he had seen in other photos.
Hizashi flinched visibly. When she said "her house", she meant one place - the spot she grew up in, the home that meant more to her than anywhere in the world. She had a crappy childhood, but the house was loved. Her grandfather had built it, and the entire family had worked the land for a long time to create a feryile, beautiful landscape of flower gardens, fruit trees, bushes and even a grape arbor. Her parents hadn't cared for it as much, instead preferring to build their own "dream house" in another state and sell the one she grew up in.
She cried about it from time to time <i>on a regular basis.</i>
She couldn't have kept it and she knew that; it didn't lessen her grief about losing such a special place, however.
He paid close attention as he made his way to the kitchen to pour her a drink. She was taking this very badly and needed something to calm her nerves. He said nothing at all yet - she couldn't hear him anyway -- and concentrated on mixing up a gigantic margarita. Hizashi ran his tongue out, clucking absently as he rummaged for fruit slices to garnish the monstrosity with. She would need to eat, too, and that might get her started.
Ah, there.
Once he had topped the salted, plastic mug with a maraschino cherry and some citrus slices, he placed it on the coffee table. He headed straight for his sobbing woman and didn't hesitate to lift her in his arms in her favorite princess carry. Her sobs tapered down almost as soon as he was holding her, and Hizashi smiled.
"Brave baby," he whispered lovingly.
"Zashi."
"I know. Look, I made you a treat."
Elly sighed weakly but tried a smile when he sat on the couch and didn't let her go. He reached out and grabbed the drink for her, pushing the straw to her lips as he held it.
"Thanks," she murmured.
He shrugged and kissed her forehead. "We can talk when you're calmer."
Elly did just that, and slurping the alcoholic drink from a straw worked much faster to dull her pain. She was soon nibbling on his necklaces, ignoring the drink in favor of him. He set her margarita aside, now half empty, and stroked her hair while she relaxed.
"Oh, Zashi," she purred in a scratchy voice, "how the hell did I live <i>without</i> you?"
He chuckled. "I dunno, babe. But I think the same 'bout you." She grabbed him on either side of his head and kissed him so forcefully that his breath was taken away. "Aw, princess!"
"I love you."
"I love you, t - <i>yeeeeek</i>!" The furniture rattled as he lost control of his quirk, his greenish-gold eyes startled. She had vanished from sight and simultaneously nipped him on his neck, working to the spot on his throat she knew made him squeal. "Ohmigod, babe, wuh - what, wait..!"
"Nope."
A slightly chilled tongue lapped at his Adam's apple, causing him to shiver. Hizashi didn't protest as she sucked hickies all over his pale skin. He was certain at least some would be brightly visible in public even if he wore his speaker. And in civilian clothing he would look <i>wrecked</i>.
Shota was going to tease the hell out of him.
Fuck, they all were.
But she needed to feel control over something she loved very much right now. He was honored that the "something" was him. And, if it pleased her, he was more than happy to let her do as she wanted with his body. He moaned a little as the thought crossed his mind. "F - f - fuck, yes," he groaned, twisting a hand in hair he couldn't see. "Mark me up."
"Everywhere?" Her voice was low and dangerously soft.
His breathing grew hoarse. "Yeah, baby. Do whatever you want."
The staff at U.A and the press were both relentless in their observations. To be fair, he <i>did</i> look like he had been mauled by a hundred or more hungry leeches.
Elly apologized profusely, of course, sheepish that he had to deal with a lot of public and media attention due to her outburst. He soothed her with kisses and assured her that he had enjoyed every second.
Especially the parts where they made frantic love and when she laughed out loud in joy because he always made her feel so much better.
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