Your fragrance, the smell of freshly cut flowers, lingered in the air. It irked Izuku. He laid in his bed, stressed out. Hooking up with a villain wasn't how he had planned his Saturday night, especially as a pro hero. He furrowed his brows. This wasn't the first time you guys had fucked.

Something about you was unique, though. You weren't like anyone else he had run into. And he hates it. He hates you. He rolled out of bed, the same one you had been in before you fled the scene early in the morning (assumingely so he wouldn't arrest you.) The green haired man stretched, getting ready for the day.

He was shockingly wealthy, and had fame to spare. Everyone wanted a piece of the pro hero Deku. But he refused to be in a relationship, especially an open one. He wouldn't want his loved ones to get harmed. Izuku headed downstairs, eating the freshly cooked meal that his home chef had made for him. Unknowingly, you watched from afar.

"That looks good.." you sighed out, as your stomach rumbled. It was loud. You jumped down from the tree smoothly, quietly. As you strolled down the city, keeping a low demeanor, you occasionally pit-pocketed some fruit. Being a villain doesn't necessarily pay well, especially when you're not well known.

While you were out and about, committing petty crimes, Midoriya had arrived to work. Every month his boss assigned him and his coworkers an assignment. Most of the time, it was to get to know the people of the city. And this month was no exception. "You guys will interview someone this month.."

'Oh..that seems easy enough..' he thought, sighing in relief.

"The catch though" their boss continued, "is that it must be someone you dislike or hate." Everyone in the room was dead silent. Someone eventually spoke up, questions arising. "But, we're heroes..almost everyone we hate are villains, sir." The boss nodded his dead. "That's something you guys will have to figure out how to solve." As he started for the door, he stopped in his tracks "And do not bother lying to me. You guys know we have a wonderful employee who can fish out your lies with her quirk."

With that, he was gone. Now, usually, the monthly assignments are this annoying. They're usually not this much of a pest. Really, he didn't even hate anyone. Maybe he wasn't fond of a person or two, but hate? Then it hit him. You.

You weren't necessarily a charm. He despised you..and pretty much everyone in the league of villains. You didn't even help the league, you mostly just hung around them for protection, and offered the occasional snacks you would steal.

How would he contact you anyways? You didn't have a phone, for fucks sake. Was he supposed make a damn bat signal? Maybe put some food in a trap and hope you'll fall for it, like an idiot? He might as well just wait. You usually crawl into his house on the weekends, and before he could fight you, you'd crash your lips onto his, and feed him the touch he's been starved for.

Dawn rolled around..it was exhausting having to work 6 days a week. When Izuku got home, he fell onto his bed, small traces of your scent still lingering. He inhaled deeply, almost letting out an animalistic growl from how good you left his sheets smelling. Was it perfume, possibly? Or your natural scent? Either way, he couldn't get enough, whether he would want to confess or not (which, he wouldn't.)

His head shot up as he heard a small hum. There you were, propped up outside his window like a nuisance. "What do you want?" you asked, as his eyebrows furrowed. "I know that look, 'zuku..I know you want something." He hated how you knew him so well.

"I need to interview you..for my job." it came out above a whisper, but you heard him loud and clear nonetheless. "What about?" you hopped into his room, his eyes traveling over all of you. He turned his gaze to his hands..he's still that shy boy deep down. "Just..it's about someone we don't like." midoriya mumbled.

You gave him a small smirk. "What's that? You don't like me?" you frowned, sitting on the edge of his bed. "And why would I do a pro hero such as yourself a favor like that? How do I know it isn't a trap?"

He almost let out a laugh. "I've let you go up until now, haven't I?" You nodded at his statement. "Yeah, but only because no one else can fuck you as good as I do." You let out a small chuckle.

His face flushed, a beautiful red hue that suited his lovely face. "I could turn you in right now if I wanted to.." he threatened. You shrugged, "Likewise. Shigi is going crazyyy looking for you. What's so special about you anyways?" He gave you a look of disappointment. "I'm just playing babe, I don't live under a rock.." You smiled warmly at him.

He thought for a while. How can he get you to cooperate?

He sighed. "Fine. How about I let you live with me until the interview is done?"

You yawned, eyeing him. "Will food and access to that nice bath you got be included?"

He frowned, nodding his head as he sighed.

"You got yourself a deal, 'zuku.." Before he could ask you any questions though, you headed for your exit (the window) and jumped out, climbing off the trees and into the small forest he had. He really was rich.

He always wondered how you managed to get past his security system. Nonetheless, he hated you didn't just ask to be let in. Then again, you were a villain. And he was a hero.

And there was no way that could possibly bloom into something beautiful or good.