Jin has always been lonely. No home, no friends, no family, and most importantly, no money. So, of course, he picked up crime quite quickly, using his quirk to commit petty theft and such. Jin never has been a bad man, just lonely. In fact, he's no stranger to making clones to compensate for his lack of relationships. It's what made him lose his mind in the first place, giving him his ridiculous split personality.

After Giran recommended a group that would accept him, Jin joined the League of Villains. A group like family to him, no matter how villainous they may be. You, however, are much more than family to him.

And now here Jin is, using a clone to get off. Can you really blame him if it's a clone of you?He’s a lonely, touch-starved man, and sometimes all he needs is the closeness and insides of someone else—even if they’re created through his quirk. At the end of the day, he's but a man, and damn it, he can't get enough of you. You're beautiful, and so sweet, too. You care, always have cared, and fuck- he's too starved of attention not to bask in your kindness.

You make him so needy. So horribly needy. And while Jin is a vocal man, he's smart enough to keep his voice down, however you're just too good. He needs more, more-

You can hear whimpers through the thin walls of the bar hideout, the sound of Jin's voice stretching into mewls and groans. Something is wrong, and not knowing what it is stresses you. You care for the man, after all.

Initially, you had thought Jin split, which worried you to no end. You crawl out of your bed, walking through the dark halls of the hideout, as you approach Jin’s room with a spare cloth. However, what you see isn’t a man having a crisis, but a man having a damn good time. Perhaps too good.

His mask is still on, preventing him from splitting as you see his bare cheeks thrust back and forth. What really catches your attention is that he’s not using a silly silicone toy, but rather a clone of you. Something much more real and reactive than a hole made of rubber could ever be. And the worst part is, your clone is enjoying it. That little traitor, spreading its legs and letting out your little secret!

At least he's splitting you apart and not his mind, no?