FUTURE QUEEN % tomura shigaraki

THIRTY ONE

(rewritten)

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE : FORTUNE COOKIES ARE WEIRDLY ACCURATE

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when you woke up, tomura was gone. rubbing your eyes as you sat up, you swung your legs off your bed and stood. your knees immediately buckled, and your hand flew to the wall with a surprised squeak. turns out absorbing quirks into your body was more taxing than you imagined.

toga burst into the room, stopping in her tracks and staring at you. her eyes darted between your disheveled appearance, the cot behind you, and the towel on the floor. "you guys didn't..."

you chuckled and shook your head. "no, toga."

"phew!" she grinned, bouncing up to you and hugging you tightly. "i'd have to burn the room if you said yes."

you giggled and hugged her back.

she helped you walk out the room. "tomura called a meeting. we're going on the move."

"yeah?"

"yeah." she confirmed, a giddy grin blooming on her face. her mind was clearly wandering to all the things she'd be able to do now that they were finally initiating the big plan, her grip tightening on you ever so slightly as she giggled to herself.

toga helped you onto a stool. shigaraki was already briefing the others.

"we're going to walk around," shigaraki declared as the group gathered in front of him (save dabi, of course). "i have someone we have to see. prepare to leave in ten minutes."

everyone groaned-winter was in full effect. it would suck traveling across the country when it was only going to get colder. you also pursed your lips in concern. you barely had anything to wear jacket-wise. you debated if you could quickly run to a store and snag something in time.

but before you could finish that thought, shigaraki moved past the rest of the league (who were arguing with toga, who thought had time for sledding).

"hey." he mumbled, briefly meeting your eyes.

"hey."

his hand extended to you, a long coat in hand. it was black, fuzzy, and it appeared to be brand new. it was also very similar to his, if not identical.

shigaraki thrust it to you again. "take it."

you took it from him, sliding off the stool to slip into it. it smelled new, like a car fresh out of the dealership, and it encased your body with warmth perfectly. it stopped just short of your ankles with a hood hanging behind.

"it's warm." you noted with a smile. "thanks."

he just stared at you. "it's good?"

"yeah, it's good." you nodded. you slipped your hands into the pockets, feeling a few small wrapped snacks in there. your eyes flickered to shigaraki who made an obvious point to not look at you. your smile grew, your eyes twinkling as you fought a fond laugh.

you sifted out a fortune cookie, fishing it out of its wrapper. you broke it in two and offered the other piece to him. he popped it into his mouth, shifting closer to you to get a peek at the fortune. savoring the slight sweetness, you peeled open the little slip of paper.

your love life will soon be happy and harmonious.

you two met each other's eyes before breaking contact, flustered with knowing smiles on your faces.

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the first stop was a little religious group, raiding their base of operations for things and racking up another high death toll. shigaraki padded around the room, pacing menacingly. he was patient, yes, but everyone's patience has a limit. with AFO gone and the doctor having the balls to act on his own, he needed to prove himself and take control. fast.

"oh. it broke." toga pouted, looking at her needle with a pout. compress stood next to her, rolling his prosthetic arm.

"this is getting a bit rusty, too." he frowned. you stepped over to the bodies to inspect the prosthetic carefully. without proper materials to clean it, it had fallen into a less-than-ideal condition. "we'll have to get giran to replace it."

"and where will we get the funds for that?" you mumbled. the league wasn't the wealthiest out there, despite being the top villain group. shigaraki met your eyes, hearing what you said.

he told everyone to look for anything they wanted to keep among the wreckage and stay there until he figured out their next move. spinner grumbled to himself, while shigaraki slouched on a nearby couch. even dabi had returned from doing who knows what, demanding that you patch up his burns.

"can't you ask nicely?" you huffed, and rolled your eyes, taking the spiky-haired man's arms in your lap and beginning to healing them.

"sorry, sweet." he shot back with an unashamed grin. you rolled your eyes and swiftly healed him without any of your usual treatment. he frowned when you tossed his arm back to him without another word. "you get what i mean, angel."

"mhm." you hummed absently, standing up and walking over to shigaraki's side. when you sunk onto the couch next to him, shigaraki tossed dabi a victorious smirk. dabi grumbled, flipping a middle finger in his direction. he returned the gesture before turning into you.

he delicately brushed some hair over your shoulder, out of your face. "tired?"

"hungry." you grumbled, leaning on his shoulder with a sigh.

compress dropped onto the couch beside shigaraki, causing the latter to side eye him, annoyed his time with you was interrupted. "me too. i could go for some sushi or something."

you gave shigaraki a smile, as you sat up again and peered over his shoulder to answer compress. "sushi sounds pretty good right now."

you bounced up when toga and twice jumped on your side of the couch, tumbling into shigaraki's chest. you tossed them a playful glare over your shoulder as shigaraki's hands on your hips steadied you again.

"anything sounds good right now." twice whined. "lies! i'm a picky eater!"

you giggled and rifled through your pockets for the snacks, or what remained of them anyways. toga gasped and snatched one from your palm, the others sneaking close to grab some as well.

"you were hoarding!" she yelled, pointing an accusatory finger at you.

shigaraki rolled his eyes, his annoyance palpable from where he lounged on the sofa. "they were hers."

"i don't mind sharing." you gave him a look, bumping your head to his to pacify his irritation. he glanced up at you and immediately softened.

"where are we going, shigaraki?" spinner asked in the midst of the banter, causing all attention to go to him and the leader. "i thought you were going to open up a world of change, and you keep us in the dark while we do your dirty work. answer me, where are we heading?"

shigaraki stared at spinner. there was so many things on his mind right now. the future of the league, you, taking down the symbol of peace, getting proper funds, you, gaining more power...

when he didn't answer immediately, spinner grabbed the front of shigaraki's shirt and yanked him forward. you sat up but shigaraki waved his hand to disarm you. your lips were pressed tight and your eyebrows were furrowed as you glanced between the scuffle just waiting to unfold.

shigaraki sighed. "like i said-"

and then the building was crushed.