Warning! This won't make sense unless you've read Home Part One. Not only that but as a lemon there's sexual content approaching, beginning straight away.

Note: In this oneshot (y/n) will be from your home country, visiting Japan. If your home country is Japan or you currently live there I apologise, just imagine that you live elsewhere for the sake of this story.

Quirk: carbon armour

 I was trapped under Shoto as we both laid in our underwear on my sofa, our lips interlocked and our hands touching each others private areas. We were both moaning and groaning as he moved his fingers in and out of me whilst I gripped his dick tightly and pumped. Our tongues battled against each others roughly, however I took charge and pushed him up off of me. "You alright?" Shoto asked carefully and I nodded, pulling his boxers off completely and revealing his incredibly hard dick.

"Let me pleasure you," I whispered, sitting him on the sofa and kneeling in front of him, grasping his dick and pumping it whilst looking into his gorgeous eyes. He gulped and nodded, and as soon as he did so I wrapped my lips around the tip of his member. I licked the tip teasingly before bobbing my head up and down, my hands resting on his thighs. Judging by the way his grip suddenly tighten on the cushions on the sofa it seemed as though he felt good, so I persevered and tried to take as much of him into my mouth as I possibly could.

Whenever I felt as though my gag reflexes couldn't take it I pulled away and licked the underneath of his dick lick a lollipop, keeping eye contact with him. It was satisfying seeing his chest rise and fall so quickly as he panted, but I needed to concentrate on what I was doing in order to make him feel good. Not only that but it was making my core heat up as I imagined his dick inside of me.

"(y/n)- fuck, (y/n) stop," he growled, pushing me off of him.

"What's wrong?" I asked quickly.

"I don't want to cum just yet," he breathed and I felt my cheeks heat up. "Please tell me you have a condom."

"Yeah, one sec," I headed over to my wardrobe, practically feeling his eyes on me as though I was his prey and he was my hunter. I pulled one out and slowly strutted back to him, making him wait on purpose. As soon as I was stood in front of him he grabbed my waist forcing me to straddle him, then grabbing my breast making me wince.

"I think we'll need more than one," he growled and my eyes widened. "Put it on for me."

I did as was told, slipping it on and casting the packaging aside. I felt a little embarrassed as he watched me with eagle eyes, his hands guiding my hips so that his dick was poking my entrance. I couldn't stop the moan from escaping as I lowered myself onto him, him having thankfully stretched my pussy out earlier. He was big and despite already feeling full he was pushing me down more making tears come to my eyes. I already felt as though I was close to cumming simply from him just inserting himself in.

When he was all the way in I had to stop, knowing that if I moved I was sure to cum. "S-Shoto- it's so big," I breathed without realising what I was saying.

"I'll make you feel good," he whispered, suddenly thrusting upwards and making me scream out in pleasure. His dick was already abusing my g-spot and I was trying to hold on but I couldn't and ended up squirting all over his pelvis. "Already?"

"Y-you feel so good," I whispered, leaning against his torso. He smirked and began thrusting again, my over-sensitive pussy being sent into overdrive. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, moaning loudly and his sexy grunts turned me on even more. Our torsos were pressed against each others and his grip was tight on my bum, most likely leaving hand-prints but neither of us cared.

"Fuck- (y/n), I'm gonna cum," he growled, pushing my torso away slightly and wrapping his lips around my nipple. I lulled my head back, utterly intoxicated by the incredible sex he was dealing me.

"M-me too- Shoto, it's too much- Shoto!" I cried, tears and sweat falling down my face as I came again, my whole body twitching. My pussy squeezing his dick was enough to send him over the edge, him growling my name as he came into the condom.

Once my orgasm had passed I slumped against his sweaty body, panting heavily. He loosely wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my neck delicately. "You ready to go again?" He asked soothingly and my closed eyes shot open.

"What?"

- Timeskip -

A month had passed and despite never officially voicing it, Shoto and I became somewhat a couple. We had been together everyday, us both tiring each other out every morning and evening. We'd had sex practically everywhere in my apartment: the shower, the futon, against the kitchen counter, even by the front door as we were so desperate for each other we couldn't wait.

We decided to keep our relationship a secret, what with the intensity of the mission. We didn't want anyone to think we were distracted, but we both had the impression that Midoriya and Uraraka knew especially after they came over last week. They were both close friends of Shoto's though, so he trusted them not to talk.

Neither of us had spoken about the fact that in three months I'd have to head back to my home country. The fact hadn't even crossed our minds, it was almost as if we had forgotten about it completely. I had made a life for myself here, having an apartment, friends and a partner, whether he was official or not. In the very back of my mind I knew I'd have to leave, and that was one of the reasons I didn't want to make whatever Shoto and I had official, even though I did feel something for him which was definitely more important than lust...

Shoto and I were laid together in my futon after a particularly rough session, the two of us trying to catch our breaths when suddenly my phone dinged. I picked it up, surprised to see a text from Irina saying that Karasuma wanted to see me and only me right away. Slight panic ran through me, him having never asked to see me alone. "What's wrong?" Shoto asked, leaning over and kissing my shoulder blade in a loving manner. Even a small act such as that was enough to send my heart racing.

"Karasuma wants to see me," I said and Shoto furrowed his eyebrows.

"I'll go with you," he said, reaching for his trousers but I stopped him.

"No, it'll be too suspicious if we go together. I'll quickly take a shower then head over, make sure there's food for me when I return," I quickly kissed him and he chuckled.

"Sure thing," he smiled as I quickly ran to the bathroom. The last thing I wanted to do was to keep the commissioner waiting, so I got myself ready as quickly as I could and headed straight to his office building. I met Irina in the reception and together we went up the lift, her not giving any clues as to why he wanted to see me.

She let me into his office, it being large and him being sat behind a den desk in a big chair. "Atomic, I have good news," he said and my eyes widened. "It seems as though the mission was much more of a success than we originally thought it would be. The families have been broken down, those who haven't already been caught have gone into hiding but that is a problem we can deal with."

"Right... that's good then," I said, wondering why he requested a private audience with me just to tell me this.

"So I have further good news. I understand you've been homesick, yes?" He asked.

"Well yeah... a little, but-,"

"Well they have requested you back. So we have sold your flat and booked you a flight back to your home country. You leave in two days," he said firmly and my stomach dropped.

"I-I- what?!" I panicked.

"We have sold your flat and booked you a flight home. You leave in two days," he repeated.

"Don't you think you should've given me some sort of warning?!" I exclaimed.

"This is your warning."

"Two days isn't enough!" I panicked.

"Are you questioning my methods?" He asked darkly, raising an eyebrow. He was using his intimidation as a tactic and I was ashamed to say it was working.

"B-but- I won't have enough time to pack-,"

"Then I suggest you go back to your flat and start right now. You're dismissed," he said. My heart was racing and I felt sick, my thoughts on Shoto. Karasuma's sharp tone was enough to tell me this was it, and that there was no getting out of it so I left his office and headed back to the flat, tears building up in my eyes. I had fallen for Shoto completely, but now I had to leave him behind? I had been homesick but Shoto made me realise I could make a home for myself here, I could live in Japan and I had finally gotten used to it, but now it was all being stripped away from me.

I stepped inside the flat seeing Shoto by the kitchen counter, finishing up the food he had just cooked. "Perfect timing," he said, then looking up at me. "(y/n), what's wrong?" He asked quickly when he noticed the tears streaming down my face.

"I-I have to go home," I muttered quietly and he approached me, wrapping his arms around me and looking into my (e/c) eyes.

"Sorry, I didn't catch that," he whispered and as I looked at his handsome face I couldn't help but cry some more.

"I have to go home Shoto! Karasuma has said that the mission is over and that (home/country) has requested that I go back! Karasuma's sold my flat and booked my flight, I don't know what to do-,"

"You're leaving?" Shoto's face fell, him stepping backwards and letting go of me. "I know you've been homesick but I didn't think you'd jump at the first chance of going back!"

"I didn't! I don't want to go Shoto, but everything's been arranged-,"

"If you didn't want to go you would've put up more of a fight!" He shouted, anger and upset on his face.

"I wouldn't have anywhere to go, and Karasuma's basically kicking me out-,"

"You could've easily told him to get lost! We would've found you somewhere! It's not down to him whether you stay or leave!" Shoto shouted.

"B-but-,"

"Christ (y/n), if you want to leave so badly then go," he said dismissively and my heart cracked.

"Shoto, I don't want to go but I have to," I whispered, trying not to choke on my tears.

"You don't have to do anything... I thought we had something special. I thought you felt the same way I feel about you. I thought you loved me," he whispered, his lip quivering.

"I-I-,"

"I don't want to hear it," he said, storming past me and out the door, slamming it behind me making me jump out of my skin. Immediately I broke down, collapsing to the floor, tears streaming down my face as his words replayed in my head. My heart had broken completely in two, and despite his confession I felt as though he now hated me for not putting up more of a fight.

As I looked around the apartment all I could think of was Shoto, every inch reminding me of him given the fact he had spent so much time here. On the counter I spotted all the food he had made for the two of us to share which hurt me even more.

Now realising that Shoto hated me I knew that I needed to get out of the country and fast, so I immediately pulled out my suitcases and despite not wanting to, started packing them with my belongings. I hated that this was the way things were going to be left between us, and I wondered whether I should go see him but I was scared he was just going to dismiss me, and tell me that whatever we had was a mistake. Instead I decided it was probably best to leave him be, and to leave the country without being a bother to him. I did decide to write an apology letter to him however, and on the way to the airport a few days later I asked the taxi to stop at his house so I could post it, me then heading to the flight that would take me home.

- Timeskip -

I breathed in deeply as I walked through Haneda airport, nerves filling my entire body. It had been two months since I was last in Japan, and two months since I had last spoken to him. As soon as I arrived home he was in my thoughts non stop, and as time went by I realised that my old home was no longer my home. I belonged in Japan.

Pretty much as soon as I was back in (home/country) I was looking for flats in Tokyo. I didn't care how big or grand they were, I just wanted a place to live so I could be back in the country I realised I had come to love. My family could see how much I missed Japan and how desperate I was to go back. They could see how unhappy I was so they helped me get a place out there which was conveniently near my old flat. They were emotional about me leaving for good, but they knew that this was what was best for me.

I headed to the exit of the airport and got myself a taxi, the man kindly helping me load my belongings into the boot. He even helped me take them up the flights of stairs to my new flat which was of a similar size to my old one but I didn't mind - it felt familiar.

As I unpacked I wondered about whether I should go and see Shoto or not. We hadn't had any form of contact since our terrible goodbye, and I wondered about whether I should delete his number but I could never bring myself to do so. I often found myself scrolling through the pictures we took together as well, us looking like an ordinary couple.

For the first few days of my time in Tokyo again I had to do all the boring things like sorting out bank accounts, health insurance and my hero licence. I even had a meeting with Karasuma who surprised me by saying he was glad I had returned. Irina was especially happy as we had grown quite close during my time here a couple of months ago.

Now however, as I had settled down I found myself standing in front of Shoto's large house, it intimidating me. I wasn't sure whether he'd want to talk to me, let alone see me. I breathed in deeply, building up as much confidence as I could and preparing myself for rejection, then finally knocking on his door.

The wait for the door to open felt excruciatingly long, whereas it was only a minute. When the door opened to reveal Shoto my heart raced but my mouth went dry at his shocked expression. "(y-y/n)," he managed to stutter, him clearly having trouble letting my sudden presence sink in.

"Hi... I wasn't sure if you'd... if you'd want to see me," I admitted awkwardly, rubbing the back of my head.

"Er... come in," he stepped aside, avoiding eye contact with me. I nervously stepped into his house, and despite it being somewhere I had been to a fair few times it felt completely knew.

"Shoto who is it?" A girl with white hair and glasses came into the hall from the kitchen making me jump and turn rigid.

"Oh Fuyumi... this is (y/n)," he mumbled and the girls name rang a bell. "A friend from the mission a few months ago." The word 'friend' struck a cord in my heart but I knew not to be surprised. "(y/n) this is my sister, Fuyumi."

"Pleasure to meet you! Shoto's told me all about you, in fact he doesn't stop talking about you-,"

"Fuyumi!"

"Well I should probably dash," she said, her previous words having difficulty sinking in.

"O-oh, please don't leave on my account," I said quickly.

"No it's okay, I have a faculty meeting anyway. I'm sure we'll meet again," she said with a smile, waving at the two of us before leaving us alone. There was an awkward silence, me trying to mentally form sentences before daring to speak. Before I could however, Shoto beat me to it.

"What are you doing here (y/n)?" He asked in a tired voice. I looked up at him to see confusion and sadness in his eyes.

"You were right..." I mumbled and he furrowed his eyebrows. "I didn't put up enough of a fight... I should've stayed, I never should've gone back."

"Yeah well you did, so-,"

"I've regretted it ever since you left Shoto! As soon as I was back I missed Japan, I missed Tokyo, I missed... you. So I came back, I bought a flat and I've decided that here is where I'm meant to be. I guess I came here because I... because I wanted to let you know. It sounds so stupid now that I say it out loud..." I chuckled to myself. "I know you don't want anything to do with me, I shouldn't of come here I just- something compelled me to. I guess I just needed you to know how much I've missed you... how much I still miss you."

He was silent throughout my speech, not even breathing. He had turned blurry however thanks to the tears that were threatening to leak from my eyes. "That letter you posted through my door. Did you mean it?" He asked in a quiet voice and I thought back to the letter, me having admitted my love for him within its words. Timidly I nodded, my fingers tangling together. "Do you still mean it?" He asked quietly and again I nodded. The silence that followed was excruciating, and I knew it was best if I left but just before I was about to suggest this he shocked me by wrapping his arms around me tightly, pulling me into his body for a tight hug. "You idiot," he mumbled, his hold on me tight.

"S-Shoto?"

"I've missed you too, so much," he mumbled and I bit my lip, wrapping my arms around him too. "I don't think there's been a day where I haven't thought about you."

"Same here," I whispered.

"Say it... properly."

"I will if you do," I said and he nodded. "I love you."

"I love you too," he quickly pulled me in for a kiss, a kiss I'd been aching for. I'd missed his irresistible lips immensely and I finally felt whole again, being back in his arms and kissing him passionately. It was a feeling I had craved, and now that I had it back I never wanted to let it go. "You're my girlfriend now right? Officially?" He asked, our foreheads pressed together.

"Yes, if you'll have me," I whispered and he pulled me in for another kiss.

"Just promise me you won't ever leave like that again," he pouted adorably and I held him tighter.

"I'm not going anywhere Shoto."