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Izuku thought that there’s nothing worse than being told by All Might that he couldn’t be a hero. But he certainly was wrong, as in front of him lies the lifeless body of his mother. Izuku is desperate to find any signs that she is alive, but is only met with a cold silence.
Around an hour ago, Endeavor and a villain fought each other that resulted in the destruction of an apartment building. Their apartment building.
Their home was destroyed to pieces, the roof collapsed in and flames licking up the walls. At the time it started, he was out for a walk, unaware of the destruction and death that was happening to his home. He only has his phone and some money to buy at least 2-3 meals on him! What he arrived home to would haunt his dreams for months to come.
After the ambulance came, everything became a blur to Izuku. He vaguely remembered riding in the ambulance with his mother’s body, that he didn’t eat or sleep at all, and the news that they couldn’t save her. The Bakugou’s took care of the funeral and they even tried to adopt him. But as Auntie Mitsuki asked him that, his new situation came back into startling focus. If he lived in the same house as Kac..Bakugou, Izuku would rather die. So, after he said his last goodbye to his mother, he quickly escaped and ran as fast as he could.
While he was running, his first tears broke free. How could someone's life be this miserable? This week is literally all of his nightmares combined. The first tear led to another tear, which led to the steady stream of tears falling down his face. He keeps trying to wipe them away with his hoodie sleeve but it won’t stop. He runs and cries until he’s exhausted, but Izuku doesn't stop. He only slows his pace down to a walk.
He doesn’t know what time it is. He just keeps walking and keeps crying his heart out. He stops at a nice park and sits down against a tree when he finally decides to give in to his exhaustion. He pulls up his legs and buries his face in his arms. All the events that happened come back to him again, and a new set of tears are set free. He just doesn’t know what to do with his life anymore.
He got so lost in his head that he didn’t see a person walking towards him. “Hey kid, what are you doing out here?” Izuku jumps as the person crouches down in front of him. He looks up to see an attractive man with red hair, wearing a luxury-looking navy blue suit and white sneakers.
“Uhh..sitting?” He answers and rubs his tired eyes.
“I know that. But seriously, do you know where you are right now?” The person, who looks really familiar for some reason, asks while lighting a cigarette.
Izuku looks around and is now aware that he is in an area he’s not familiar with. “S..sorry I d..don’t,” he stutters.
“Need a ride?” The man offers, pointing at his motorcycle.
“I..I don’t have anywhere to go though.” Why did he say that to a stranger? Izuku must’ve lost his mind.
The man seems to brighten up immediately and says, “Ah perfect!”
Izuku doesn’t know what that means, and before he can question it further, the man lowers his sunglasses. Dark red eyes that look almost black stare right at him. The irises glow and the world goes black.
Izuku wakes up in a bedroom that is not his. Well, he is homeless now, so anything is better than sleeping on the streets. But where is he? He moves to sit and looks around the expensive-looking room. He’s on a very comfortable queen size bed with a light grey bed sheet just like the wall color, where pops of color are accented by the paintings hung up. There’s also a large closet room with a lot of clothes, which look suspiciously like his size, to his left. Izuku can’t remember how he got here, the last thing he recalled was a man... Did that guy just kidnap him?!
“Kid! you’re awake!” He flinches when someone drapes an arm around his shoulder. Izuku turns around to face his kidnapper(?) that is now sitting beside him on the bed. He was still wearing his sunglasses, but Izuku suddenly recognized his face.
“M..Mind Heist?!” He blurts out.
How can he not memorize the face of an upcoming superstar of villains. He’s famous for becoming a mastermind that never fails a heist. Both police and heroes are having a hard time catching him. Some say that he’s fucking rich, and that’s why he was able to escape every time. Izuku thinks there is more to the story than just that.
“Wow, I'm flattered. You know so much about me.” Oh he mumbled again. “I’m so glad I adopted you, kid.”
Now wait a minute. What is he talking about! “What do you mean? You kidnapped me!” Izuku responds and moves to get away but fails, the villain’s grip too strong for him to get out of his hold. Mind Heist chuckles and smirks at him.
“I already checked your name, Izuku.” He was startled at the mention of his name. “You have no family, no place to stay, you have literally nothing right now.”
A wave of sadness crashes onto him. Why would he say that! Tears start forming in his eyes. “Aw bunny..” Mind Heist says in a soft voice, squishing his cheeks. Izuku doesn’t know what is going on anymore. Why would an A-rank criminal be comforting him right now? He was exhausted and the last thing he wanted was to be tortured by some crazy villain.
Mind Heist seems to know what he’s thinking, or maybe Izuku is just that easy of a book to read, and hurries to clarify. “Come on kid, I’m not gonna do anything to you!” Wow, that's very convincing. “That sounds really suspicious coming from me,” he says after Izuku stares blankly at him.
“W..what do you want from me then?” Izuku asks after a moment of tense silence.
“Well, let me tell you first that I used my quirk on you. I know everything that’s happened to you and I know your thoughts on some topics.” Mind Heist lets go of him and stands in front of Izuku instead. Izuku is about to ask what his quirk was but decides against it. He nods and Mind Heist continues. “I know that you don’t want to be a hero anymore..” Izuku winces. “..So I'll give you a job!”
What?
“Wha..”
“I need to get to the airport in 10 minutes, so listen carefully.” Izuku sighs and nods again. Mind Heist looks satisfied with his reaction so he continues “Ok, in the past few months I’ve been planning on bringing together the community of villains. Since heroes mostly work as a team, I think it’s time for higher ranked villains to start working together as well. I thought that if there was a place where they just sit and talk, that would be cool and help move that dream along. But I definitely didn’t want a shady club, since it’s not really my taste.” He pulls out a card and hands it to the boy. “Me and my team bought this building and we settled on a cafe.”
“You opened a cafe for villains...” Izuku interjects, but Mind Heist doesn’t seem to care.
“That’s where you come in, bunny.” Why did he keep calling him that? “But since I heard that Americans are interested in Trigger -- and I can’t let that opportunity go to waste. Imagine the amount of money! -- I won’t be around and I will need help starting the cafe. That’s where you come in.” He grins.
Then he suddenly remembers something. “Oh, can you make coffee?” Mind Heist asks expectantly.
“Um..yes?” Izuku, still confused by the situation he’s in, answers truthfully. The villain looks happy, almost like he just won a lottery.
“Great! Here’s my credit card. You can buy anything you want and this entire building is all yours!” He shoves a black card in Izuku’s hand and holy shit is that an unlimited money credit card?! And he has to do what now?!
“Wait wait, you just want me to make coffees for villains?” Izuku asks because Jesus, he just gained a place to sleep and money to spend just by getting kidnapped!
“That's exactly what I just said!” Mind Heist replies cheerfully and begins to gather his things and moves to exit the room. Izuku scrambles to block the door.
“But you just kidnapped me and we t..talked for like 5 minutes!” He needs to be sure. This is too good to be true. It’s like God feels bad for the past 14 years of his depressed life, and finally decided that this kid finally deserves something good. Izuku wants to laugh at how the one who helped him was a villain and not a hero.
“Are you not trusting me?” Mind Heist pouts. When Izuku looks at him unconvinced, he continues with a huff, “It’s my quirk okay? Now, you should go take a bath and rest, okay kid? I know it’s been a long day.” He pats Izuku’s hair then hands him a new phone.
“If you have any questions, just ask! I’ll be going now, so good luck bunny!” He waves and walks away, leaving Izuku with an overwhelming feeling of nervousness and gratitude. Well, at least Mind Heist left him with everything he needed. What a careless villain. What if he’d been a greedy kid who would’ve stolen some money and fled to another place instead? But the guy said that he checked..Maybe he knew that Izuku wasn’t a brat.
Mind Heist’s quirk is very interesting. Activated by eye contact? Is it mind reading? Is that why he’s able to escape every time? Does he read the hero's mind then do something that wasn’t on their mind and they never expect? If that is the case and Izuku tells the information to the heroes, he could get the villain caught. But Izuku isn’t like that, he owes Mind Heist a lot.
Deciding that he will do his best in his new job, Izuku stands up to explore the place. He walks into the closet and finds a note taped to the sleeve of an All Might themed shirt.
Kid, if you’re reading this, I bought all your clothes and some necessary things already! Hope you like it! :)
Mind Heist
Izuku looks in the wardrobe and Oh my god! All Might limited edition hoodie! Mind Heist is so nice, too nice actually. He wonders if the guy just randomly looked into people’s minds to find someone to look after his cafe. The thought of that is funny, and he can’t help but smile to himself. (It’s the first genuine smile since all the bad things that’ve happened).
There’s a section of pajamas that are full of..rabbit themed items. Okay, he can wear those, even if they look really expensive. He picks one and walks in the bathroom that is next to the closet. And holy shit..is this a five star hotel? The bathroom is almost as big as the bedroom. The floor and walls are made out of marble and the colors are the same black and gray shade too. What did Izuku do to deserve this?
He fills the tub, strips down and steps slowly into the tub. Closing his eyes and lying back, he breathes in the scent of the bubble bath and allows his body to relax. His mind wanders and he realizes something. Mind Heist knew everything about him, but he didn’t say anything about his quirklessness.
He wants to cry again.
What did he do to deserve kindness that he didn’t get from anyone aside from the villain that kinda kidnapped him?
Izuku wakes up to the sound of message notifications the next day. He opens his eyes lazily and reaches for his phone. It’s a text from Mind Heist.
Mind Heist:
yo kid
my friends gonna be there
7am maybe idk
make some coffee for them will you?
rough night
Izuku looks at the time. Fuck! It’s 6.30. He quickly takes a shower, wearing the All Might hoodie with some shorts and runs down the stairs to the first floor.
He walks in a room that looks like a huge living room. The walls are white bricks contrasting with the black furniture. There’s a zone that looks like a living room, with a black sofa set surrounding a glass coffee table and a big TV with gaming consoles. But there’s tables and chairs, so a cafe with a homey vibe? To his left is the countertop that’s full of equipment and ingredients for making coffee. He turns on the air conditioner and walks to look through things and finds a back door. It leads to the kitchen that’s surprisingly a normal sized room. He spots another note on the large fridge.
The fridge is full! You can live on the stuff inside for a loooong time.
p.s. I forgot to tell you that we never opened the cafe before ^^’
so good luck! (pls don’t get killed, I like you)
What the fuck! How can Izuku survive this? He’s just a kid with a sad life. He sighs, already resigning to his fate and walks back to make himself a latte. Vanilla latte, maybe?
When he finishes making his cup, the air is thick with the scent of coffee. He takes a sip and, wow, it’s actually really good. He should’ve opened a cafe instead of dreaming to be a hero if he was this good at making drinks. A wave of confidence flows through him.
The door pushes open suddenly, revealing another familiar guy that he’s sure he’s seen every day in the news. My god! A serial killer..
His confidence plummets. Yup, he’s totally not ready.
