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Shortly after returning home from work, you heard the sound of your front door slamming shut. Immediately freezing in place, as you weren't expecting any visitors, you felt your heart leap to your throat. Expecting some petty criminal had broken in, you took a deep breath in, grabbed a flyswatter to use as a weapon and slowly crept towards the sound. When you peered around the corner to get a glimpse of the intruder, you were met with a gaunt, yet familiar face. Relieved, but unbelievably confused, you dropped the flyswatter to the ground with a thud. “What are you doing?” Not even trying to hide your annoyance, you stepped out of your hiding spot and firmly crossed your arms over your chest. “And why are you so out of breath?”

“Shh, they'll hear you.” Quickly leaving his spot next to the door, All Might pulled your body to his and placed a slender hand over your mouth. “They've been after me all morning. I think I finally lost them.”

“After you?” Having shoved aside his hand with ease, you took a step back and shot him a curious look. Surely he wasn't running away from a fight. Even in his condition, you couldn't imagine All Might not giving it his all. “Who's after you exactly?”

“The media.” Almost embarrassed to admit it, All Might let out an exhausted sigh. “Ever since everyone saw my “true form” during that fight, I haven't been able to get rid of them.”

While you did feel bad that he was getting so much unwanted attention, you really would have preferred that he'd found a different place to hide out. It hadn't been easy to keep yourself out of the public eye when you were as close to All Might as you were, and you didn't want all that hard work to go to waste. “So you brought them to my house?” Shoulders slumped and brows furrowed, you pressed the tips of your fingers to your temple and groaned. “That's not why I gave you a key, you know?”

“Yeah, I know.” Though he didn't apologize, at least not out loud, it was obvious that he did feel at least a little bit guilty for using your home as a hideout. “I don't think anyone saw me come in here.”

“You don't think?” Growing more agitated by the second, you actually considered shoving him back outside and letting him fend off the reporters himself. As frustrated as you were, however, you just couldn't make yourself do it. “Lovely. And stop peeking outside every few seconds. They'll see you.”

“Right.” Though he had nodded in agreement, All Might attempted to look through your blinds again only a few seconds later.

Scolding him harshly, you took him by the wrist and pulled him towards the center of the room. “Just get away from the windows.” Unsure what you were going to do with him, you tried desperately to keep your voice down. “I don't know why you're acting like this is such a big deal. You should be used to the media attention by now.”

“I am, but this is different. I'm used to being...” Pausing halfway through his sentence, All Might expanded into his muscular, heroic form. “The symbol of peace!” As soon as his words had left his lips, his body deflated and a tiny trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. “Not, whatever I am now.”

“Don't do that. You're going to hurt yourself even worse.” Sighing as you did so, you handed him a tissue. “And you're still the symbol of peace, it's just going to take everyone a little time to adjust is all.”

Not nearly as sure of this as you seemed to be, All Might gave a weak nod. “I hope you're right.”

“Trust me, I am.” Despite the fact that you weren't really all that confident of this yourself, you did your best to put on a brave face. Afraid he'd see through your act before too long, you changed the subject. “So, just how long do you plan on hiding out here?”

Giving the closed blinds a quick glance, he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged. “Until the coast is clear, I guess.”

You had expected him to say as much, but you still weren't happy about it. Happy or not, you didn't argue, as him leaving your house now was probably a worse idea than him staying anyway. “Fine, but go take a shower. You smell like you've been fighting off slime monsters all morning.”

Suddenly warping into his hero form, again, All Might gave a thumbs up before hurrying off to do as instructed. “You got it!”

“He really needs to stop doing that.” Sighing again, you made your way into the kitchen and prepared a couple of sandwiches for the two of you. Not bothering to wait on him, you placed the plates of food on your coffee table, dropped down to your couch and started eating. Shortly thereafter, All Might entered the room and looked longingly at the plate of food. “Go ahead. If you've been hiding all morning, I doubt you've had time to eat.”

“I haven't.” Taking a large bite before he'd even sat down next to you, All might spoke with his mouth almost amusingly full. “Thanks. I thought I was going to waste away to nothing.”

“Mhm.” Rolling your eyes at his exaggeration, you picked up the remote and readied to turn on the TV. Before you could hit the button, All Might snatched the remote from your hand. Confused again, as movies had always been one of his favorite pastimes when with you, you quickly stole back the remote. “What are you doing?”

Falling all over you, and almost losing his dinner in the process, All Might tried his best to steal the remote from you yet again. Unable to reach it, and keep his plate from falling off of his lap, he attempted to convince you not to turn it on. “I don't know if turning on the TV right now is such a good idea.”

“Why not?” Completely ignoring his pleas, you turned on the TV. As soon as you had, you wished you hadn't. There, clear as day, in high definition, for all the world to see, was an aerial view of your home. Eyes wide and jaw slack, you couldn't believe what you were seeing. Your shock quickly turning to anger, you calmly placed your plate back on the table and closed your eyes. This attempt to calm yourself was failing miserably, but you managed to keep yourself from exploding for a few seconds. Once you could hold back your anger no longer, you lunged at All Might, grabbing him by his bony shoulders and shaking him as vigorously as you dared. “I thought you said no one saw you run in here! If they didn't see you, then why is my house on the news?

“I didn't think they did.” Dizzy from the shaking, All Might's body started to go limp beneath yours. “It must have been the helicopter crew that spotted me.”

Realizing no amount of shaking him was going to undo what had already been done, you released his shoulders and frowned deeply. “You knew a helicopter crew was following you around, and you still came here?”

“Yeah.” Doubting he could get himself into any more trouble with you even if he tried, he nodded without hesitation. “I didn't think they'd be able to see which house I went into from so far away.” All too aware of how annoyed you were with him right now, All Might tried to find a silver lining. “At least no one knows you live here.”

As if on cue, the TV reporter announced that they now knew who the owner of the home was. While your name thankfully wasn't given on live TV, your relationship with All Might was immediately being speculated on. Though the reporters weren't wrong, per say, you didn't really care to hear yourself called All Might's possible mistress, lover, or girlfriend on air. Unable to listen any longer, you turned off the TV and glared at All Might. “You were saying?”

“At least they didn't say your name?” Unsure what he could say or do to make this any better, he offered an adorably sheepish smile.

“They didn't need to though. It's only a matter of time before everyone knows.” It wasn't that you were embarrassed by your relationship with All Might, you simply didn't like being in the public eye. You had always enjoyed your privacy, and now, after all of this, you doubted you would be able to enjoy that privacy for a very long time. Already dreading what may come of this fiasco, you dropped your head to All Might's shoulder and whined. “I'm going to have to move away, or change my name.”

“No, you won't.” Doing his best to reassure you, though he wasn't quite sure how to get out of this situation himself, All Might gave your back a gentle pat. “I'm sure we'll think of something.”

“We'll?” Jerking your head from his shoulder, you narrowed your eyes on his. “I don't think so Toshinori. This is your fault.” Poking him right between the eyes, you glared as fiercely as you could. “So you had better think of something, and fast.”

“Stop worrying.” Transforming into his larger form again, despite his weakened state, he placed his hands on his hips and let out a powerful laugh. “I, your Toshinori, already come up with a foolproof plan to get us out of this!”

“Oh, really?” Not buying his story, not even for a second, you gave him an incredulous look. “What is it then?” Though his wide smile didn't fade, a single bead of sweat slowly began trickling down his forehead, making his bluff crystal clear. “You don't really have a plan at all, do you?”

Shrinking beneath you, he admitted his lie with a smile. “Nope, not a one.”

Unable to stay mad at him when he was grinning like that, you couldn't keep yourself from smiling as well. Shaking your head, as if terribly disappointed in him, you let out a lighthearted sigh. “I knew it.”

Still having no idea how to fix the mess he'd caused, All Might let out a weak, defeated chuckle. “I guess I had better start thinking, huh?”

“Nah, we've got time.” Climbing off of his lap, you settled down next to him and grabbed the remote once more. “I don't think either of us are going to be going anywhere for a while anyway. Might as well just relax and watch a movie.”

Glad he was off the hook, at least for now, All Might happily agreed. “Good idea.”