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✿ and for some spice, shigaraki ✿

okokok this is the last one i promise then we get back to the story (also, reminder that shiggy is aged down to 17 for story purposes!) im actually kinda proud of this chapter for some reason- idk i just like it, it kinda shows a little more of your thoughts and personality? idk anyway enjoy!

pov: shigaraki
it was around 2am and i was running, running as fast as i could away from something, blood trailing on the pavement behind me. i couldn't remember why i was scared or where i was going or why i was running through the haze of pain, all i knew was i needed to get away. i went to the only place i thought of, jumping over the fence and climbing up the side of the building, running purely on adrenaline. higher and higher i climbed into the cold winter air, keeping my eyes locked on the third story window i needed to reach. finally i pulled myself up onto the ledge, pushing the window open and tumbling into the room. i stood there on wobbly legs for a second. "hey", i mumbled before collapsing onto the floor.

pov: (Y/N)
i was just sitting in my bed reading my book because i couldn't sleep again when i heard my window swing open. startled, i looked over to see shigaraki of all people standing there, bruised and bloody. "hey", was all he said before crumpling to the floor. "ohmygosh shigaraki what-" i whispered so as not to wake the others. i quickly went over to him and hoisted his barely conscious body onto a chair, sitting down on the floor next to him and getting to work healing him without thinking. after his major wounds were mended he woke up, regaining consciousness to see me holding his hand as i healed it. ❤️"well hi there angel" he said with a painful smile. "shigaraki! what the hell are you doing here!" i whisper-yelled. "everyone's asleep! did you not think this through? you, the leader of the league of villains, came to a school full of heroes! how did this even happen?" i kept healing him despite all this. yeah he kidnapped me and held me hostage for two years but i know he's not a bad person. maybe this is a fault of mine, believing everyone's good... doesn't matter, he obviously cares about me and i can't bear to see anyone in pain. he groaned and sat up straighter, "the less i tell you about my plans the safer you'll be. and no, i wasn't thinking, i was too busy bleeding out." i touched his face and healed all the little cuts there. "take off your shirt." i ordered. he raised an eyebrow, "wow angel, didn't know you had it in you". i flicked his forehead and rolled my eyes, "to heal you, idiot. get your mind out of the gutter." he smirked and pulled off his shirt, revealing black and blue bruises developing all over and a few deep cuts on his chest and stomach. "how-" he put a finger to my lips, "i can't tell you remember idiot? just heal me." i frowned but obliged, placing my hand flat in the middle of his chest, sending energy through his body to heal any internal injuries he might have. i then touched each bruise and cut gently, my hands moving all over his exposed torso as i healed them. 🧡i felt his heartbeat increase and immediately pulled away, looking up at him with annoyance. "i know what you're thinking. stop it. do you want me to heal you or not, pervert?" he put a finger under my chin and made me look at him, "how do you know what i'm thinking~?" i slapped his hand away, "i will push you right back out that window." he put his hands up, "fine, fine, just heal me bitch." i crossed my arms, "say it nicely." he looked incredulous but gave in. "will you please heal me" he said with gritted teeth. "you're lucky i'm nice" i said, uncrossing my arms and continuing to heal his wounds. he had a lot of them and after a while my vision began to blur but i kept going, fixing my gaze on whatever i was healing in order to remain coherent. 💛he pushed my shoulder to get my attention, "hey. don't kill yourself, take a break. i'm not gonna die you dumb bitch.", he grumbled. "the faster i heal you the faster you get out of my room" i said, taking his hand and healing a cut in his palm. "my little angel is worried they're gonna catch me?" he simpered. "don't flatter yourself, i'm worried they'll catch me healing a wanted criminal in my bedroom." i replied, my voice tired. "what part of don't kill yourself didn't you understand bitch" he grabbed both of my wrists in his hands, careful not to touch me with all 5 fingers. i froze and my eyes widened in pain and fear, locked in contact with his blood red ones. he seemed to realize the effect this had on me and his expression changed to a combination of incredulousness, regret, and remorse. 💚he let go of my wrists slowly and let his hands drop to his sides. "you're afraid of me." i looked at him in disbelief, "you kidnapped me shigaraki. you held me in your little hideout and tortured me for two years. and you think i'm not gonna be afraid of you? you're lucky i don't think you're a complete unsalvageable monster. ask anyone else in this whole school and they'll say you're just a villain, a monster, a killer, ruthless and cold blooded and awful. i see past your...rough exterior and i know you're not as terrible of a person as they think you are, but your actions left scars on my mind and heart as well as my body. you hurt me shigaraki, and even if i chose to forgive you that's something i'll never forget." he was silent for a moment, but took my hands into his surprisingly gently as if afraid to hurt me. "i...i'm sorry (Y/N)." his eyes held pure remorse as he looked into mine, and i swear i saw tears forming for a second. he ran his thumb over the back of my hand, "i don't want to hurt you anymore". i nodded a wordless 'thank you' and gave a small smile. i gently pulled my hands from his and sat up straight again, "does anything else hurt?" he pointed to a particularly nasty bruise on his back that hadn't been visible before. i looked up at him again, "ok i'm getting worried, how the hell did this happen?" he gave a small smile and turned his body a little so i could reach it, "after all that you're worried about me? you're too nice for your own good, it's gonna kill you one day. and i already told you, i can't tell you what happened for your own safety." 💙i was still curious and a little annoyed but nodded, reaching out and touching it as gently as possible, sending warm energy into his back and healing the bruise. my vision was starting to blur and fade again but i ignored it, focusing my energy on making sure all his internal injuries were healed. he stood up and stretched, putting his shirt back on. "better?" i asked, gripping the side of the chair to stay upright. he nodded, "yeah, thanks...are you ok? you look weak." "oh, no, don't worry, i'm fine" i said, standing up shakily and leaning against my bedframe for support. he looked at me skeptically, "i know how your quirk works remember? and you just healed basically my entire body, plus who knows when you ate last. you really think i'm dumb enough to believe you're fine?" before i could respond, he scooped me up in his arms and put me down gently on the bed, careful not to accidentally use his quirk. "hey! i told you i'm fine!" he ignored me and pulled a blanked over my legs, shoving the cup of water i had on my desk into my hands, "drink." i took a sip of the water reluctantly and set it back down, swinging my legs back over the side of the bed and attempting to stand up again. apparently i stood up too fast though because the room spun and my legs went weak, black spots dancing before my eyes. i swayed and started to fall but he caught me, pulling me into his chest and holding me there until i regained some balance (and even after that a little).💜 "i told you not to wear yourself out too much, idiot." he said surprisingly softly. "mhm" i mumbled, pushing him away and sitting back down on the bed. he sat down next to me and tried to look me in the yes but i looked away. "do you hate me?" he asked quietly. i looked up, "hate is a strong word. i can't hate you when i know you're not a bad person. do i dislike you? yeah i do. could you fix that? probably. i want you to know that i never hated you, but you've disappointed me shigaraki. you put my friends in danger, they could have died trying to come find me! the only thing i want is for you to come with me, stop being a villain and fix your life while you still can. dabi, toga, and twice too, along with all the others. i just want you guys to be happy and live a good life. so please, come with me. i can help you but only if you let me." i looked at him to see a conflicted look on his face. "you know it's not that simple. all i want, all i've ever wanted since i met you, was to be with you. i can't leave the league, i have work to do and i kidnapped you so we'd be together. i know i've gone about it the wrong way and i don't have an excuse but i need you to forgive me (Y/N). please." for the first time, his voice sounded pleading, begging for forgiveness from the girl he apparently loves. my heart softened for him but i forced my voice to harden, speaking quietly but strongly. "you can stay here until morning. and don't even think about asking me to go back with you, i know you were going to. until then, you can sit over there and i'm gonna continue reading my book. clear?" he nodded sadly and slinked back over to the chair, sitting down and crossing his arms like a pouty baby. i ignored him and leaned against the pillows at the headboard of my bed, opening my book again. after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, he got up out of the chair and came over, settling down on the bed next to me. i looked up at him, "...what are you doing?" and he just slung an arm around my shoulders. "i was bored over there, what are you reading?" i sighed, not having the energy to fight him on this and just letting him. "echo. it's my favorite book." he nodded and pulled me closer so i was nestled into his side. i immediately pulled away and moved over a few inches, "don't get too bold, you're lucky i haven't kicked you out." he frowned, "what can i do to make you love me. i'll do almost anything, i just want to be with you." i closed my book and shifted to face him, "you know i can't love you. first of all you're literally a wanted criminal, second i don't have time for feelings right now, and third you put my friends in danger. think about it, it doesn't make any sense." he shrugged, "i guess." i glanced over at the clock to see it's 6am. "you'll leave when i have to go, just half an hour." i said, getting up and grabbing my school uniform. "what are you doing?" he asked, watching me. "i have school today, remember? it's tuesday." i said, stepping into the bathroom to change. i came back out and sat in front of the mirror at my desk, brushing my hair. "but you haven't even slept!" he said, getting up and coming over to the desk. "mhm, not a big deal though i do this a lot. most nights i just can't sleep but tonight was a little different so i have an excuse." i said, setting the brush down and twisting my hair up into a bun, leaving a few strands out in the front. i grabbed a small bottle of lotion and an unused tube of chapstick from my drawer and put them in shigaraki's hand. 💗"you look like you need it" i said with a little laugh. he rolled his eyes but put them in his pocket anyway. i looked at my phone and saw it was 6:20. "alright time to go. go the same way you came in there's no security cameras on this side of the building." i said, pushing him towards the window. "...alright" he said almost sadly, turning to face me once he was at the windowsill. i looked at him questioningly, wondering why he wasn't going, but he didn't say anything. he reached out and took my hand, placing a gentle kiss on top of it and hopping out the window before i could react. i just stood there for a second, still processing what had just happened. i had (illegally!) harbored a villain in my room for a whole night, and then he kissed my hand when he left. i shook my head with a slight smile and grabbed my backpack, walking out into the hallway to meet ochaco and mina before school just like every other morning.

shiggythoughts lol yes
❤️- i slowly regained consciousness and saw (Y/N) sitting on the floor next to me holding my hand. my heart fluttered a little against my will but i'd never admit it.
🧡- it wasn't necessary the way she was touching me that made my heart go crazy, it was the fact she cared enough to touch me so gently and heal me without a second thought even though i'm not a good person.
💛- i noticed her movements started to get less precise and her hands were trembling slightly, plus her eyes were a duller lavender than normal.
💚- i was trying to stop her from tiring herself out too much but when i saw the look of pure fear in her eyes i froze. she looked genuinely scared, her mouth slightly open and her eyes wide, not daring to move a muscle. i'd never considered the effect i'd had on her.
💙- i'd never say it to her face, but the fact that she still cared even after everything i'd done made me so happy.
💜- she stood up and her eyes lost focus, dulling down to almost gray. her marks flickered weakly as she swayed and i lurched to catch her almost on instinct. i was worried, i know her quirk comes with a hefty price if she uses it too much.
💗- i couldn't help but imagine being able to see this every day. wake up with her, watch her do her hair (which was inexplicably adorable), all the normal stuff normal people do. she even gave me lotion and chapstick, she's so thoughtful and perfect and look it even smells like her!

if you have any requests or suggestions for plot points in the story you'd like to see put them here! i've got a rough idea of how it's gonna go but i need some more ideas lol plus i wanna do stuff you'll like. disclaimer i might kill you at the end lol sorry this book is just angst though right? maybe i won't though idk <3