Obscuring The Flow BNHA x Reader

You sat typing at your computer, the door bell rang “ Nadia! The delivery is here.” you called trying to not lose focus “ YEA. GET OUT OF THE SCREEN TO EAT? What are you doing? Writting smutt?” she teased and you rolled your eyes, thankfully she was a great roommate and a good friend. You heard the door opening but no other exchange, raising an eyebrow you slowly got up “ Nad-“ you stopped seeing a man holding a knife in front of your friend, the girl was too scared to speak starring wide eyed, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

She screamed as you tackled to the floor trying to hold him down “ RUN! RUN!” you screamed scratching and pushing the man, Nadia run out the door screaming for help, you thought you had him pinned down but you forgot he had a knife. Your mouth hang open as the blade dug in your side, you were thrown to the ground ‘ Help….I won’t die, someone will show up.’ you thought as you received hit after hit. Eyes growing heavy you could hear Nadia screaming for help in the background as the man dragged her by the hair back in your apartment.

It hurt, it hurt so bad that you wanted to cry and seeing no one around you did just that “ Oh no baby, it wasn’t so bad. Just a little fall.” said a female voice ‘ A little fall? A LITTLE FALL?! I GOT SLAMMED TO THE GROUND, BEATEN AND STABBED!’ you yelled in your head, you opened your eyes tears running down your chubby face ‘ Chubby face?’ you thought as you wiped them away cupping your face “ Come on, try to get up again!” encouraged the woman and you did just that  “ That’s my baby!!” she cheered as you stood up, all this time you had been staring at the floor, a sound of claps made you look forward a man was clapping his hand motioning for you to walk towards him. Another wail left your mouth.

You didn’t know if you were blessed with a new life or cursed, you had been reborn, in Japan as the first child of a designer and a businessman, both seemed to love you very much your mother fretting over you while your father played with you just when he came back from work “ DEAR WASH YOUR HANDS!” yelled your mother before your father could pick you up just as as he entered the house “ Yea, yea. Wait for me, daddy is going to take you for a walk.” he said running to wash his hands. It had taken you 1 year to gather all this information currently you were 2 “ Daddy is back!” cheered the man throwing his hands open flowers floating around him“ Yay!” you cheered throwing your hands up.

Humming to himself your father picked you up “ Oh maybe now that she’s old enough maybe we can arrange a play date with Nao’s kids. Hana is such a sweety.” said your mother looking up from her sketches “ Eh…maybe. Alright.” sighed your father sounding not so happy with the idea. It was autumn so the weather was a bit chilly “ Kotaro! What a coincidence!” called your father and your small orbs widen seeing the business man “ Hello Aoto. This must be your daughter.” nodded the man as your father approached him ‘ What…what the…..WHAT THE HELL!’ you screamed staring at the man in front of you “ What’s her name?” he asked smiling at you “ ( Y/n).” you replied and the man stared at you with surprise for a few seconds before chuckling “ Nice to meet you, I’m your neighbour Shimura Kotar-“ his head whipped to the side as your tiny fist landed on his cheek.

The two men blinked in disbelief before your father let out a scream “ WHY DID YOU DO THAT?! APOLOGISE!” he yelled and bowed repeatedly holding you tightly “ Eh, I….it’s fine, kids can act weirdly this age.” said Kotaro threw gritted teeth ‘ I hate this. I could have found any other way that I was send in a manga. I could have been saved by a hero or meet one of the main cast but instead I get….him.’ you thought glaring at the man as he agreed to the play date. After the awkward conversation your father fast paced out of there body stiff and legs stretched “ I, don’t like him.” you huffed and your father laughed.

Your mother tried to scold you but your pouting face was enough to just make her sigh and let you with a “ Don’t do it again.” being an adult in a child’s body was the most discomforting thing you had lived threw, except getting killed, you cannot hold things properly, you could not balance properly or say big words as clearly even though your mind knew how to do everything your muscles had to relearn it “ Not again. Just call for us if you wanna get out!” groaned your mother placing some butter n your now bruised forehead, cause you see you tried to climb out of your crib by yourself. Your family was extremely confused, since the day you started to walk you have been doing a lot of things kids your age were unable to do, you ate messily but you were able to hold your utensils properly, you were able to get dressed properly with little help and one day they thought they caught you reading “ This will help her, if she’s advanced playing with older kids will be good for her.” said your mother as you walked to the house next door.

” Welcome, it’s so nice to finally meet your daughter.” said Nao Shimura smiling at your family “ Come on, introduce yourselves.” she said in a hushed voice and two kids popped up from behind her, the soon dead Hana Shimura looked at you with sparks in her eyes “ Hello, can I hold her?” she asked and your parents let you stand, the girl hugging you with giggles. Just behind her stood the what will become the Symbole Of Evil, Shigaraki Tomoura or Tenko, the older boy threw you side glances as he fidgeted with his hands ‘ Poor kid….’ you thought before walking up to him and wrapping your arms around him, you knew that at such a young age you wouldn’t be able to change anything it at least, you could give him some comfort “ TENKO! LOOK SHE LIKES YOU!” squealed his mother and the parents, his mother and your parents started snapping pictures as the boy hesitantly hugged you back.

Since that day you would visit the Shimura household everyday, you calling Tenko’s name and hugging him as well as making sure to hit his father either by slapping him or punching him when his face was close enough to reach or kick him on the foot. Today he was crying, the boy had broke out in a rush and silently sobbed in his room as he scratched his face and neck, Hana had tried to hold you back to her room but you had non of that, using your awesome baby powers ( Whining ) to escape her. Entering the room you saw the boy flinch “ ( N/n) you have to leave. Dad will get mad.” he said as you went to hug him “ I was just playing, but..but he gets mad at me no matter.” he cried “ I’m sorry. For not being able to help.” you said trying to hold back your own tears.