"Well? Answer me," he hisses glaring toward me as I back into the wall, digging my nails into the denim of my jeans, my back hitting against the neutral painted wall making my breath hitch, my eyes looking everywhere but him, "(Y/n),"

Slowly, I shake my head, gulping down the nerves bundling in my throat. Trying to dig my nails into my palms as my hands begin to shake. Taking a couple of moments to speak, knowing that my voice will possibly crack as soon as I open my mouth. Then Enji would have won. I couldn't show weakness. I can't let him know that he can make me feel as little as a schoolgirl. That's just what he wants.

And there's no way I'm telling Enji about Dabi without Dabi knowing.

Noticing the tension, Hiro begins to grow restless, wriggling in Enji's grip before squeaking as Enji pulls him closer to him. I bite my lip, breaking the skin. The metallic taste of blood filling across my tongue as I glare Enji down. Hiro whining as he tries to get comfortable. My heart hammering in my chest, watching my son helpless try to push his grandfather's arm off his little body. My stomach twisting into knots as Enji refuses to let him go. He's trying to get under my skin. Trying to get me to talk, trying to pry information out of me. And there was no way that's happening.

I can do this.

Clearing my throat, trying to maintain my cool instead of cursing Enji out. Wanting to take the high road. I rest my hands on my hips, my weight on my left hip before glaring Enji down. He doesn't realise I have faced more in these past months than he ever will. I've combatted emotions. I've been through hell and back. I've mourned for my boyfriend for four years only to find him alive on the fifth. My life turned into a lie for four years. And only now was that coming back together.

And there was absolutely no way I was giving this up because of Enji. No way!

"Let go of my son," I tell him, trying to remain cool and calm under the pressure of his icy stare, knowing that I'd be buried twelve feet under if looks could kill, "Now,"

"What aren't you telling me, young lady?" He asks, trying to pull the 'young lady' card by demeaning me, trying to make me feel small and vulnerable, "Who does he mean by 'daddy'? Hm?"

"Oh? That's just something I call my new boy toy when we get naughty," I reply with a playful smirk, wanting to burst out laughing when his face contorts into that of confusion and then sudden realisation and then disgust, "I think you know him, actually, he's worked with you before,"

"Whatever you're doing it's not working," Enji growls, glaring toward me as he ignores his monitors beeping, leaning forward in his bed making Hiro whimper, "I didn't take you for a slut,"

"And I didn't take you for a mysogynistic, abusive asshole but here we are," I bite back, pushing my arm in front of me, his arm on Hiro glowing bright blue as I make it under my control, lifting his arm up forcefully and letting Hiro scurry into my arms, I pick him up and kiss his forehead, "Don't you dare hurt my baby unless you want a death wish,"

"I won't ask you again! Who is he referring to?!" Enji roars, growing more and more agitated as time passes, Hiro squeaking in fright and burying his face into my neck, my arms holding him tightly as I bounce him softly, "Don't test me, girl! I can take that house and everything that I have done for you away like that! Don't think I won't!"

"Then go ahead," I say, indifferently, rolling my eyes as he scoffs, thinking that I'll be nothing without his money, "My father was the number one hero, and last time I checked, he is pretty wealthy and if I remember correctly, I also get quite a lot because I'm a hero too. I don't need your money, Enji, so take it all back if you want. Maybe you could spend it on a prostitute or something, you seem like you could have a good lay since you haven't had it in what?.... fifteen years? Or are you and Hawks a thing now? I can't really tell,"

"Don't you dare change the subject! My life doesn't concern you!" He seethes, ignoring the fact that his grandson is practically shaking in my arms, "You're nothing, (Y/n)! I should have taken Hiro the day he was born and raise him as my own! At least then he wouldn't be such a pushover! You've poisoned my bloodline, you conniving bitch! I should have locked Toya in his room when he met you! At least then he could have met someone worth his time!"

"Hiro, could you wait outside with the nice nurse?" I ask, kissing his forehead softly as Enji's nurse scurries in, her eyes widening at the strong tension around the room, "Mommy won't be a second,"

"Y — yes mama..." Hiro squeaks, kissing my cheek gently before looking toward Enji with petrified eyes before blowing a small raspberry toward him, "You're a big meanie!"

"I'll just be outside," The nurse says, holding Hiro's hand and leading him outside the room, shutting the door behind them.

With Hiro out the room, I could finally let myself loose. Clearing my throat, I stare toward Enji, still maintaining the distance between us. Only god knew what Enji was planning if I got too close. The current number one hero tries to stare me down. Intimidate me. Forgetting that I have been through so much, that I'm a lot stronger than he thought I was was.

"You can harass me all you want, but you never insult my boy," I hiss glaring toward him, ignoring the snide chuckle he releases, "My son is the sweetest thing on earth, you are nothing but a bully! You do not deserve my grandson, you never did! You're lucky I even let you see him, because you are a waste of his time! You are the reason he doesn't have a father!"

"So you whore yourself out to any man that's desperate enough to shag you?" He asks crossing his arms over his chest, glaring toward me as I bite back a scream, wanting to pull my hair out, "My son never deserved you, you should have been nothing but a one night stand,"

"At least I can get laid," I mutter under my breath and roll my eyes, laughing to myself that he has to stoop so low and use schoolboy insults, "You know what, I shouldn't have come here, I have better things to do than waste my time arguing with you,"

"When I get out of here, that boy will be staying with me," he says glaring my way as I open his bag of gifts, pulling the chocolate that Hiro got for him and open it up to eat myself, "You are an unfit mother,"

"And you're an unfit father," I shoot back, plopping a square of chocolate into my mouth with a small hum of delight, giggling to myself as I continue to eat the delicious goodness that was chocolate, "Anyway, have fun in here, I hear the desserts are top notch,"

"We are not finished, (Y/n)! You tell me who this boy is you're seeing!" He demands, pulling at the IV's attached to his arm as he sits up, threatening to leave his bed making me bite back a small laugh, "My grandson is not having another father,"

"I can do what I damn want, you have no power over me and you never did," I hum shrugging before opening the door, smiling sweetly toward the nurse who stares at me with wide eyes, Hiro making grabby hands toward me and snuggles as I pick him up, "Hello baby boy, let's go get daddy his soba and then we can go home,"

"Okay mama," Hiro says snuggling into my arms, resting his head on my shoulder with a small sniffle, "I don't wanna see papa anymore,"

"You don't have to," I tell him kissing his forehead before looking back toward Enji, "Don't ever come near me or my son again, I should have ran away when I had the chance,"

"I still can't believe your mother wasted her life on you, she could have done so much better," Enji sneers, glaring my way as the nurse scurries in to check him over.

Of course he'd go for the jugular...

Clearing my throat, I hold Hiro close and head down the hallway, biting my lip as I head back to the reception and sign Hiro and I out. Enji knew how close I held my mother. How terrible I felt the day my dad told me what happened... Even Dabi knew never to mention her whenever we argued. Knowing his insensitive it was to stoop so low. To stoop to the point where you have no other comebacks so you use their most terrible feeling against them. Enji knew what he was doing.

Of course he did...

Choking back a small whimper as I leave the hospital and head toward the grocery store to pick up some things for Dabi and I. Hiro looking at me worried as I stop by the pasta aisle and placing some soba noodles into the shopping basket hanging on my other hand. His eyes full of concern as he cups my face in his hands and forces me to look at him. Making me halt in my steps.

"Mama, are you okay?" He asks softly, wiping the small tears gathering in my eyes making me smile weakly his way, "Don't listen to papa, he's a big meanie,"

"I know he is, sweetpea," I hum closing my eyes as he rests his forehead against mine, rubbing his back as he kisses my forehead, "My mama is very special to me, and I don't like it when people say mean things about her,"

"You're special to me, mama," Hiro says with a smile, snuggling into my arms with a giggle, "I'll kick Papa's butt! He no talk to my mama like that! I'll tell daddy and daddy can kick his butt! No one makes my mama cry!"

"You're so sweet, baby," I coo, ruffling his hair before heading toward the candy aisle, wanting to spoil my little angel after being so brave through his grandfathers insults, "You can have whatever you want, we'll have a movie night and cuddle,"

Hiro smiles gently and picks out a couple bags of candy. Even taking my favourites into consideration and placing them in the basket, sending me a bright smile. Nodding to me after placing his daddy's and Grandpa All Might's favourite candy in the basket too, holding my free hand before heading toward the checkout after we get ice cream, chips and some some dip. His fiery red hair bouncing with every step he takes.

He was always so positive.

Enji could do whatever he wanted to me. He could cuss me out and try and give me a bad name all he wants. He could hurt me in any way he wants... but I know that I'll be okay because, in the end, I know that I always have someone there for me. I know that my little boy would be there to fight for my corner if he wanted to. His bright smile always managing to pull me out of my sad moments.

I was so lucky to have my little baby...