(This is a long one, sorry)

Being very social and outgoing was usually fun, met with booming parties and fun people who would greet you like they'd known you for their entire lives. It was great, but there was a downside to every situation. You had your fair share of people who were a little too handsy and close or the occasional bartender who would spike your drink but you always managed to catch on the signs and avoid the dangers before it got too dangerous.

Hybrids were seen as an easy target, a weakling in society, only very few became heroes and even when they did it wasn't like it made them instantly respected. Even hybrids who became heroes would be looked down upon but would be treated at least a little higher than usual due to their status as heroes. You being a civilian and a hybrid made it quite easy to target you, you never let it bother you though. It never stopped you from wanting to go out and have at least a little bit of fun.

You had decided to go out to a nightclub after work, just for a way to get out because you'd spent quite some time inside. It wasn't too busy but there was still a good amount of people inside, the bar was bustling and there was quite a few people in front of the DJ. You sit down at the bar and order a drink, everything was fine, nothing felt strange or weird, none of the signs you were used to looking out for so you decided to let your guard down a little.

While drinking, you started talking to a few people next to you at the bar, not noticing them slip something in your drink while talking. Everything felt so normal and calm that you didn't think anything was wrong with the night, that was until you felt a little dizzy and dazed from your drink. The person you were talking to soon feigned concern and escorted you out the club, but instead of getting you to his car he was met with two hybrid pro heroes.

One was a blond boy with spiky hair, wolf ears and a blond wolf tail that was flicking angrily while his hero partner was a red-haired boy with huge red dragon wings and a scaley dragon tail. The blond wolf hybrid, known as Bakugo dealt with the guy who drugged you by dragging him away while Kirishima, the red-haired dragon hybrid, grabbed hold of you to try make sure you're okay.

Checking your condition, you clearly were weak and dazed from the drugs that guy spiked your drink with. Kirishima and Bakugo were certain that you were targeted due to being a hybrid, they knew first hand just how bad hybrids were treated considering both of the pro heroes were also hybrids. The two boys took you back to their home, laying you down to rest and watching over you while trying to figure out what to do next with you.

"We can't just keep them here with us!" Bakugo exclaimed, frustrated with your weakened state and the inconvenience it caused. His blond wolf ears were perked on either side of his head, wolf tail swishing behind him. He would never out right admit it but he was at least a little concerned about your health, the drugs had fucked you up badly.

"Why not? They're kinda cute and we're supposed to help, it's part of being a hero." Kirishima responded more lighthearted and positive, one of his red dragon wings draped over you in the bed as he sat a comfortable distance away from you, his scaled dragon tail flicked behind him as his eyes flicked to look at you before looking at Bakugo.