a/n: this idea came from MegaNutella — we were talking about this game called Blush Blush, and yeah- here you go bestie 'cause I know you've been waiting for this oneshot for a while-

Basically, this oneshot is kind of gonna be a crackfic- it's not super crack but y'know yeah- it's just not serious :')

"Kai, are you sure? I'm perfectly fine with the way things are... You don't have to go out of your way to order socks online-"

Y/N asked anxiously as they stood in front of Overhaul's office desk, clad in nothing but a large t-shirt and a pair of shorts, their hair mussed up from sleep. At least, Overhaul thought the strands were; it was quite dark in the room since the only source of light was a small lamp that Overhaul had set up on his desk. Y/N's feet were also bare against the cold, hard tile of the Yakuza base, and Overhaul noticed that they were slightly shivering, legs rubbing against each other in an attempt to generate warmth.

It was the middle of the night and Y/N was worrying their precious little head about something they admitted to during the day. Overhaul remembered clearly what had happened earlier.

Y/N had been hanging out in Overhaul's office, perched upon the arm of the sofa like a lithe cat. Overhaul was working on a particularly long document that had his brain hurting when Y/N had quietly mewled that their legs were cold.

Overhaul had looked up from his paperwork, slightly grateful for a reason to stop working for a while. The Shie Hassaikai leader had then proceeded to get up from his desk, opting to slowly walk towards his trembling lover. When he reached Y/N, he sat down next to them. A latex-covered hand had then reached over to rub at Y/N's soft thighs and ankles, who in turn let out a small noise of content.

"Are you cold, dear?"

He had asked at that moment and Y/N hesitantly nodded, eyes flicking to meet Overhaul's lidded yellow eyes. At that action, Overhaul couldn't help but smile gently. He had then scooped Y/N into his arms, nuzzling their neck, a hand coming up to stroke their soft hair.

"Then I'll order some socks online. Ten pairs should be able to last a while, hm?"

Overhaul whispered against Y/N's tender neck, breathing in the sweet scent of soap that clung to their skin. He loved how clean they were, just for him. Y/N wasn't filthy like the rest of the world. They were like a blossoming flower in the center of a patch of decaying plants, the only one who deserved to live-

The Yakuza leader was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice Y/N peering at him with wide eyes full of confusion.

"Uh, Kai...? Are you..."

Overhaul blinked, quickly clearing his throat as a light blush dusted his cheeks. He beckoned Y/N over to his side, humming in satisfaction when they obeyed. The yellow-eyed male then pulled them into his body, just like earlier.

"I must. I can feel you shivering against me..."

He whispered into Y/N's ear, breath blocked by the thin black face mask he had on. Overhaul's hands then ghosted over the inner parts of Y/N's thighs, causing them to let out a short whimper.

"You shouldn't be walking around the base like this anyway, Y/N... It's.. too exposed. You know you're only for me to look at. Now, go to bed. I'll deal with the socks."

"But... it'll be dangerous if you do! W-What if heroes trace the base all because of socks? Can't you-you just make some from some old material around the base?"

Y/N then said, head turning to look at Overhaul. Overhaul stared at Y/N for a few seconds and then he chuckled, eyes closing as he rested his head against their back. His hands wrapped tight around Y/N in what seemed like an awkward hug.

"Don't worry about it. I wouldn't act that idiotic. I'll just get the package to ship to some nearby store around here. Chrono will go there and get the package for me. Everything will be fine. Besides, I only want the best for my kitten, and I don't think custom made socks are going to be good enough."

"Kit-Kitten...? When did we start using nicknames...?"

"Hm? Do you not like it?"

Overhaul then questioned, his head lifting up, golden eyes opening to lazily look at his love. Y/N bit their lip and shook their head slowly, body rigid against Overhaul. They then got up and quickly said,

"I'm tired, so I'll see you later. Bye-Bye Kai-"

Y/N rushed out of Overhaul's office and he let out a tired huff, almost instantly feeling drained the moment they left the room. He gazed down at all the work sprawled in front of him and sighed, rubbing his temples.

"Damn, I'm tired. I should just order them so they can arrive soon... What time is it anyway?"

His yellow eyes then slid to the area where a small, round clock would usually sit. Due to the sheer amount of papers crowding his workspace, the small machine was unable to be seen, so he pushed the documents to the side. The arrows that showed through the glass of the clock reminded him how late it was.

4:34.

"Ah."

Overhaul said out loud to himself, before realizing with a jolt that he had a meeting early in the morning tomorrow, with a certain individual - Tomura Shigaraki. At the thought of the crusty man, Overhaul curled his lip in disgust.

Didn't the League of Villains leader know how to make himself presentable to the outside world? It seemed that whenever the two met up for business matters, Shigaraki's hair always seemed to be matted and tangled as if he had never heard of something called a brush before.

I shouldn't be thinking about him right now, I should just be focused on getting the socks ordered...

Overhaul thought, mind clouded with staggering tiredness. He lifted the lid from his laptop and signed on, the vibrant light of the computer screen giving him a dull, pounding headache.

As if in a haze, he clicked onto Amazon (of course, with a VPN) and typed in 'socks' as the keyword. When the result loaded, his eyes were met with pages and pages of different types of socks. Some of them were absolutely hideous, the pieces of fabric showing the smiling faces of many pro heroes, like Hawks and Endeavor. Of course, not to Overhaul's surprise, All Might was the most common hero to be printed on socks.

Overhaul vaguely wondered who in their right mind would want to put such a tacky looking sock on their foot, but then again: pro heroes had many avid fans that wanted to show their support in many ways.

He browsed for a bit and then just as he was about to give up, a listing for blue socks caught his eye.

They were described as the softest socks ever and though Overhaul thought it was complete and utter nonsense, it was certainly way better than settling for some weird hero socks. They also apparently had some sort of special gift that the buyer would get with them, but Overhaul could care less. He decided to get the socks, filling in the information with his head slightly tilting down.

When he was about to enter how many pairs he wanted, Overhaul spaced out, fingers pressing buttons aimlessly. When he finally came back to his senses, he realized that he had already checked out.

Since he was too worn-out, eyelids feeling a lot heavier than usual, Overhaul chose not to check the receipt.

That was a bad decision.

NEXT MORNING

The next morning was tiring for Overhaul.

Since he had gone to sleep at six o'clock in the morning (what could he say? Showers were important-), and was dragged up at seven by Mimic, to say that Overhaul was fuming was an understatement. He longed for the warm covers of his bed, wanting nothing more than to snuggle with Y/N.

Luckily, the meeting had gone smoothly, so Overhaul didn't really have to start the day off with any murder. Shigaraki hadn't been difficult to work with, much to his surprise.

Overhaul had also notified Chrono about the socks, so now the masked male was working on some miscellaneous papers as he waited. Y/N was still asleep in bed, and as much as Overhaul wanted to join them, he knew he had work to do.

A knock suddenly sounded from the door and Overhaul called out,

"Come in!"

The door opened and in came Chrono with an extremely confused expression on his face. In his arms was a huge box with the familiar dark Amazon tape sealing it shut.

"Uh, boss? How much did you exactly order?"

Chrono asked and Overhaul stared at the box.

Sh*t.

"Wait, let me see-"

Overhaul said quickly, logging onto his computer. He hastily clicked on the confirmation email for the package and his heart dropped to his stomach when he saw the number of pairs he ordered.

1000 pairs.

"F*ck."

Overhaul said out loud, a hand coming up to run through his hair frustratedly. Chrono then immediately went to his boss's side, curious to see what Overhaul was so torn up about. When he saw what was on the screen, the white-haired male stifled a giggle.

"Y-You bought 1000 pairs of socks?! I'm-"

Chrono broke off into loud laughter, the male hunching over as he laughed his butt off, and Overhaul looked at his right-hand man, unamused.

"Do you want to be blown up?-"

"Ah- of course not- Ahem..."

Chrono said quickly, fixing himself quickly and regaining back the professional facade he previously had on.

"So, uh... What're you gonna be doing with the socks?"

The male then asked, trying to act serious, and Overhaul sighed as he crossed his arms.

"I suppose I might as well give some of them to the Shie Hassaikai. They have been good lately..."

"Good, and uh, just wanted to ask... Why are there All Might keychains that come with them?"

"...What?"

Overhaul said, eyes narrowed as he looked at his right-hand man, and Chrono nodded, pointing at the screen. Overhaul leaned in to see, and realized that what his subordinate said was indeed true.

"Sh*t, really?"

The yellow-eyed male cursed loudly and Overhaul heard Chrono wheeze a little behind his mask.

"Well, let's just uh, see if the rest of the Precepts and Mimic want these socks. You might wanna call Y/N as well..."

Chrono said over his shoulder as he left the room, presumably to call the rest of the Shie Hassaikai to group up in Overhaul's office.

Overhaul just merely sighed.

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When the Shie Hassaikai (and Y/N) were all gathered in the room, Chrono moved to open the box with scissors. The suspense was heavy in the room and when Chrono finally ripped open the box, the whole room was silent. Mimic was the first to speak.

"Okay, who ordered this f*cking large amount of socks, plus All Might keychains? No one in their right mind would-"

Overhaul cleared his throat and then Mimic immediately quieted down. Chrono then faced the rest of the Shie Hassaikai, his shoulders slightly trembling.

"Ah-Ah, well, I've called all of you guys here to say that we have plenty of socks here in the base, so if your feet are cold-"

Overhaul then felt Y/N squeeze his hand a bit. He looked down to them and they were smiling awkwardly up at him. They motioned for him to come closer to them, and when he obeyed, Y/N whispered to him,

"Thanks, Kai... Maybe it didn't go exactly as planned, but I appreciate it."

"You're - You're welcome, Y/N."

Y/N then grinned widely, causing Overhaul to smile as well. He smoothed his thumb over the curve of Y/N's hand, feeling content.

Though the Shie Hassaikai would probably not ever stop talking about this incident, Overhaul was happy if Y/N was.

a/n: 2k words :'0 i hope you like this bestie