Fighting For Love

Fighting For Love

♡Synopsis: When you finally get to meet the rising boxer you believe that you've finally found your happy ever after. Only when a local fighter is found beaten to a bloody pulp do you realize there was more to your prince charming that met the eye.

♡Word Count: 3.6k

♡Warnings: None right now, cursing

♡A/N: I finally posted the first chapter of the Yandere Boxer Deku series that I've been working on for a while!! I can't say these will be uploaded asap but I will have you know that I am working diligently and determined for this series. I hope you all love it as much as I do!

The first time you saw him, he was fighting up against a male, more muscular and tall. His baby face was the thing that struck you most as his body was that to be of a god's. You're brother, Luis, was besides you, screaming his head off with your mother watching with an excited grin on her face. You never understood their love for watching  boxing.

It wasn't disgust that made you dislike it, it was the pain. The way their faces scrunched up, the way blood seemed to be part of every match. It was like a ring of ferocious animals and you were the bunny trying to get out. It wasn't as if you didn't understand why the fighters did this. It gave them a rush, adrenaline, excitement. It was what they loved and were good at. 

Looking at this green-haired man through your television set was what made you realize how determined he was to win.

You watched in mild horror as the male your brother constantly shouted as 'Deku' finished the fight by taking a fist to his face and retaliating one back.

His opponent fell without consciousness. 

"Fuck yes!" Luis shouted loudly, making you wince with a grimace. "Who is this guy? I haven't seen you rooting for him before," you coughed, making your presence known to the two of them. You plopped down besides you, Luis, snatching some of the candy he had on his lap. 

"His name is Deku, you monster," he scowled, hiding away his snacks from you.

Your eyebrows shot up, "Deku? You mean like- blockhead?" you laughed, watching as the man on the screen named Deku, was beginning to raise his arms, accepting his victory. even from your tv set, you could hear the roar of the crowd, their excitement making your eyes widening. 

"Don't laugh, he's so amazing!" your mother, returning with a bowl of food in her hand, "Apparently he's a rising champion, and get this- he's trained by All Might." 

Your eyebrows shoot up at this, surprise displayed on your face. "No way," you gape. All Might? The All Might? You've heard that man's name even before you were born- he was more than a legend! To hear this new fighter was now beginning his boxing career after being trained by the man himself? Already you felt smitten by him, and the way he smiled so shyly at the camera (despite the bruising and blood leaking down his face) sealed the deal for you.

"Is he your favorite already?" you teased, stretching your legs over his lap. He glared at you, making a snide comment about your smelly feet before nodding, "Yeah man, he's okay. I mean- more cause All Might ya' know?" he slurped annoyingly, ignoring the way you slapped his shoulder.

"Hm," you hummed with a roll of your eyes. 

"Stop stealing my shit you little demon!" 

"Eat shit, you took my jolly ranchers yesterday!"

Both of you continued to hurl insults that weren't ever taken seriously. Only when your brother pulled his attention away from you did you notice that an interview with the boxer you had just seen fighting for his win, seated in front of a table. You watched him, the way his face flushed during particularly embarrassing questions, or how he lit up when talking about pro-boxers he knew.

"Yeah! All Might was so amazing! I remember watching him on my tv set and he was also so cool!" the male gushed, his adorable freckled face lighting up. It was amusing to you just how much he looked like a small child. "He's honestly my biggest inspiration and well," he paused, ducking his head as his messy head of curls bounced. "He's my hero!" he squeaked. You could practically hear the audience 'awe'-ing at him. You chuckled, hearing your brother and your mother do the same.

"He's so adorable," Your mom beamed, signing into her hand. 

"Down girl," you teased and your mother threw you a glare to which both you and your brother laughed loudly at

From there, it was only a matter of time that the face of Deku, or, Izuku Midoriya appeared in your life often. In less than two months, Luis seemed to have fallen in love with him or something with how fast he had become his fan. The boy was well known, targeted by a lot of well known boxers, including those who were rookies like him.

Certainly, it was a bit strange seeing such a humble, timid man like him fighting so seriously in the ring. Maybe a part of you was falling for him too. You never realized what a big impact the man on your tv screen was gonna have in your life.

Laughably, the next time you see him is three months later on your walk home from college.

"And if you even see someone waving them around please just-" 

You rolled your eyes, listening to your brother rambling on about boxing tickets. For the last month, he's been crying about them almost daily, since they dropped the news that Deku will be competing in the boxing arena in your town. And it wasn't just any match. 

it was a match between him and Ground Zero. The Ground Zero.

You had heard stories that both of them had been in the same training group before Deku had been scouted by All Might. Since then lots of stories had surfaced that Ground Zero had been making claims of 'kicking his ass' and him being a 'Useless nerd.'

Needless to say, ever since the news of them having an actual scheduled match, people have been blowing up for tickets.

It would be taking place in six months, giving people time to buy tickets and prepare for the battle of the fucking century- probably. If they threw Shouto in there, then, it would be the fight of the century. Still, it had your brother crying for tickets, doing everything he could to hold at least one in his hand. It was unfortunate really, even you would have wanted to see them but the tickets cost more than your life did and there was no way your family was going to be able to afford one, much less three. Even your own mother had been heartbroken, sobbing when watching Deku in his interviews.

He definitely was your family's favorite.

Hearing Luis wailing through the phone made you laugh before replying to him, "Yeah yeah okay? If someone is waving tickets, I'll sucker punch them and run." You could hear him choke out a laugh, his whining stopping for a moment before confirming eagerly.

"Good! You know how much I love you-" he cooed before you ended the call there.

You refocused your eyes on the path, sighing deeply into your silence. It was starting to become much warmer these days, the seasons starting to change from winter to spring. It was certainly much easier walking home from your college classes than when you had your brother driving you home and practically bursting your eardrums with his horrid singing.

You laugh softly at this, unaware of the people approaching you. 

The road was a familiar one, it wasn't like you ever took different routes. It was a path near a small bridge that connected to the sides of land between a small river. It led all the way into the center of the city where the apartment complexes your family lived in was. It was definitely much longer, but you loved taking this path. It was easier to let your mind wander and be at peace. 

"Miss?" 

It was then that a voice, one you've heard almost everyday that you could have mistaken it for a friend called out to you. And you turned around unprepared to see the man you had just seconds ago been thinking about.

"Huh?"

You stared, wide eyed and unblinking, staring at the freckled, baby-faced male that had graced your life for months now. "Oh.." you blinked owlishly before a nervous smile appeared on his own face, lifting up what he was trying to give to you. "OH!" you gasped, seeing your tangled headphones in his grasp rather than in your pocket. Damn things must've fallen out when you took your hand out. 

"I'm, i'm sorry, thank you!" you couldn't help but notice (and appreciate) his clothing, a thin t-shirt and some sweatpants. With the way he was lightly sweating, you imagine he was in the middle of working out. "Sorry about that, um, it's just, it's- you're-" you babbled incoherently, trying to form some sentence other than an apology,

His face lit up and you watched with delight as a shy smile graced his beautiful features. "Oh? You've seen me on tv? You like boxing?" 

"Oh, well yeah, not a lot- but my brother and my mom really like it!" you grin, watching with certain happiness that he seemed to light up so fast. "My family totally loves you," you grin, chuckling when he steps away with his cheeks turning a bright pink. "I assume you have to go?" you point behind him, seeing the figure of a tall, lanky man waving towards him. 

Deku blushed, rubbing  the back of his head before nodding. "I hope to see you at the match. If- if you want of course!" he blubbered, coughing awkwardly. The sight of the male who held such a toned body and the look of a predator in the ring could seem like an embarrassed teenager in the span of a situation was so hilarious.

A small frown tugged at your lips but you nodded back eagerly. "Totally! I hope you win, I know you'll do great!" you beamed. With a final wave, he took off back to the man who was waiting for him, his figure disappearing from your vision. You didn't exactly feel great about lying- but you weren't about to tell him your sad situation of having no tickets! With how kind-hearted he seemed, you weren't about to take advantage of him.

"Oh well," you muttered with a small smile, "it's not like he'll know." 

"I still can't believe you managed to actually talk to Deku and not pass out!" Your friend, Yule, screeched, your brother nodding along eagerly with his eyes as wide as saucers. They both stared at you like you were the one who was the freak. "Seriously! You like- had an actual conversation with him?? I probably would've cried in front of him!" Luis cried, clutching his hands together in a dramatic pose. "Oh please-" you waved a hand, "You guys act like I met STB or something,"

Both Yule and Luis glared at you, only making you chuckle more. Walking down the street, the three of you reached the convenience store your family was familiar with, hearing the jingle of the bells as you walked in. Since that day, you had Luis, Yule and your mother on your ass about the run in with Deku. In all honesty, you weren't even sure why they were freaking out about him so much when he looked so normal. A part of you- a part of you, you scolded because it would rear its ugly head to insult people- dared say he looked so plain. 

Save for the adorable freckles scattered on his face.

It was just- you didn't find anything about him that screamed 'amazing,' or '10/10,' like it seemed to do so for everyone else. Even still, it didn't stop you from watching his fights. Deku is, and will always be such an enigma during his fights. You still remember the shivers running down your spine whenever he gets the look on his face. It's intense, focused and almost killer. 

His punches are deadly- so much so that it's been said that his punches have left his opponents paralyzed and broken. Despite this, his adorable freckled face and timid persona has captured the hearts of many people! You just- weren't one of them yet.

"I'm gonna wait out here, you guys take forever and it's so hot in there," you huffed, walking out of the shop with the stuff you needed to buy and both Yule and Luis gave you a nod, waving you off just as quickly. You rolled your eyes, already preparing yourself to wait for a while. Your brother and best friend were both the most indecisive people you've ever met. They took almost an hour (EACH) just to pick something out. Leaning against the store wall besides the glass door, you pulled out your phone and connected your earbuds. Slowly, the music from your saved playlist had started to ring in your ears and you relaxed a little more.

Remember to buy some binder paper tomorrow, you reminded, closing your eyes slowly. You stayed in this position for longer than you realized, feeling the sun slowly start to heat your skin up, the sounds of people entering and leaving the shop by the jingle of the door made you stay awake. For a while, you let your mind wander, unaware of the eyes being firmly held onto your figure. 

It was until they had taken more time than you could care for that you stuck your head into the shop and scowled at the sight. Apparently one of your brother's school friends had dropped inside and was now chatting them up like no tomorrow. Oh hell no, you were not about to wait here for another two hours. You make a grunting noise to call them out, "I'm leaving alright, I'll see you guys at home." you huffed, turning around and beginning to walk home. You wondered if it would be better to take your familiar route and ended up deciding to do so. 

Once more, you let your mind wander, hearing the music from your phones switch to another piece. The sun was slowly reaching up into the middle of the sky, shining brightly over your form and you huffed a bit, feeling your body warming up. 'Damn sun, I already feel myself sweating,' you sighed, switching the grocery bag into another arm. You kept walking, ignoring those who were taking the same path to and from as they passed by you.

The memory of Deku once again popped into your head and you blushed. He was so cute! The way he got so nervous talking to you, how his freckles moved whenever he talked and how his emerald eyes averted from yours. You inadvertently squealed out loud, slapping a hand over your mouth. Jeez, how embarrassing are you? You didn't really need people thinking you were some dork who walked around smiling like a creep. 

Shaking your head, you didn't feel the small tap to your shoulder until the person gently placed their hand over your shoulder. "Gyah-!" you cried, whipping around to see the exact person you had just been thinking about. "I'm sorry!" he cried in surprise, eyes wide when he watched you scream in his face. "Oh god, I didn't see you here!" you laughed, tearing off your headphones to listen to him talk. He grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck at your frightened expression. "I'm sorry, I've been calling you but it looked like you couldn't hear me," 

Both of you stood up straight and you twisted to face your entire body at him, with a small smile as he nervously shifted on his legs. "It's a surprise to see you again, how was your last match?" you giggled, watching as he lit up in the same familiar way he did so last time. 

"Actually I won! It was really close and honestly," he laughed awkwardly, smiling brightly at you, "I was a little uh, disappointed." 

"Disappointed? Oh," you cringed, remembering the agreement of seeing him in his match, "Sorry! I wasn't really planning on seeing you.. I didn't really think you'd actually be waiting for me." His eyes glanced over yours, smiling reassuringly, "No, it's no big deal. I was just hoping um," you couldn't help but squeal at the way he ducked his head, rubbing his face as if it would make the furious blush on his cheeks disappear, "we could go.. out..?" you squealed, hiding his face once more, his voice squealing through. "I mean-! Only if you want to! I don't want you to think you have to because you didn't go to the match- or that you owe me for it or anything!"

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest, adoring the way the man you had felt intimidated by acted like a goofy love-struck teenager. Geez! He was starting to make you feel like the giddy school girl you remembered yourself to be! "I accept!" 

"Really?" his head shot up, blinking at you owlishly. You laughed once more at this, nodding, "Yeah, I don't mind! Besides," you winked at him playfully, enjoying the way he blushed, "it'll be fun to go out with such a cute dude like you." He straightened up, shuffling on two feet as he tried to speak. Izuku opened and closed his mouth, only squeals leaving him. 

"O-okay! I'll uh, how about um," his cute stutter returned, averting his eyes, "I give you my phone number?" You beam, bringing out your own phone and swapping numbers. "Okay so I'll te-"

"OH MY GOD." 

You jumped, startled by the shout that came from behind the two of you. Your eyes landed on your brother and friend who were standing as still as a board, mouth hanging open. Comically, their eyes flew between you and Deku, not believing who was just in front of them. "No fucking way.. he isn't.. he isn't real is he?" Yule choked, turning to you and blinking. "Uh, yeah he is," you looked him up and down before sending a conformational thumbs up. Immediately following, both of them screeched rushing up to him so quickly that Deku had barely any chance to start running.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry I don't mean to be a creep I just love you so much!" Luis sobbed, holding himself back from physically touching the other male. Yule followed suit, though she seemed much more controlled than your crying brother. "You're so awesome! I saw your last fight and it was sooo cool!" she squealed, jumping up and down.

You felt bad for Deku in that moment, especially when he turned to look at you like a flustered bunny. "Sorry," you mouth, chuckled at his dilemma, he was just- too cute after all!! "Oh no, really, I think it's you two are so much more amazing for supporting me." he sheepishly rubbed the back of his head, blushing as he moved back. "I know I'm not that strong but I promise to work hard for you guys,"

"OH MY GOD!"

"A LITERAL FUCKING ANGEL!"

They screamed holding each other. "Okay, that's enough," you stepped between them and Deku, sending the former an apologetic smile, "Sorry about that, I hope they didn't bother you." Deku waved a hand, "I'll text you, so we can decide on our date."

"A fucking date!?" Yule shouted, moving to pull you into her arms. "Hell yea, she'll dress up and everything. Hell I'll make sure she wears her sexiest lingerie," her fingers snapped and she winked at the poor freckled male who looked like he was about to double over. "YULE!" Your brother also came to stand besides you, "Dude you can marry her, no one will miss her at the house!"

"Assholes," you hissed and started pulling them along by their ears. "Sorry, I'm really sorry, I kinda hope you don't think of changing your mind?" Deku beamed, once again smiling, "No worries, talk to you soon!"

Unknown Number

To: XXX-XXXX 

Hello? 

You

From: XXX-XXXX

Hello? Oh is this Mr. Boxer~?

Unknown Number

To: XXX-XXXX

Ah, yes! Sorry, this is (Y/n) right?

I don't mean to bother you so late.

Unknown Number changed to "Mr. Boxer"

You

From: XXX-XXXX

It's fine, I usually stay up late anyways :)

Did you finish your training after we left?

Sorry about that by the way, I didn't think

they'd be so crazy about you.

Mr. Boxer

To: XXX-XXXX

Oh no! I was actually really happy to

meet them, they seemed like very

nice people. 

Mr. Boxer is typing..

And I did! I usually take more

breaks on the weekends anyway so

there wasn't a lot for me to finish

up on.

You

From: XXX-XXXX

That's good then! You already looked

pretty fit when we saw each other.

Next time you'll be carrying my

body in a wedding dress ;)

[READ]

Aw, did someone get flustered~

I'm Just joking you know haha.

Mr. Boxer is typing...

Mr. Boxer

To:XXX-XXXX

OH! I didn't know it was a joke-!

That was too embarrassing!

Please don't tease me like that, my heart

i can't take it. Especially from someone

as beautiful as you...

[READ]

I think you're the one who's flustered

now. 

You

From: XXX-XXXX

Hush Mr. Boxer

I think it's time I sleep-

Mr. Boxer is typing...

Mr. Boxer

To:XXX-XXXX

Okay, sweet dreams!

Oh and uh, it seems...

you always look beautiful anyway-

Okay, Goodnight!!

You giggled at your phone, squinting your eyes with slight pain as the screen finally faded to black. Rolling onto your back, you shoved your phone underneath your pillow, a blissful sigh escaping your chapped lips. The day you would be texting a well-known fighter who had also asked you out was something you hadn't dreamed of before. Though, there was no way you would complain-Deku was someone who should be praised. So far he seemed to be everything you've been looking for, even if you weren't exactly looking.

Oh dear girl.. if only you knew that this wasn't a happily ever after.

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