Unwanted || Tomura Shigaraki

Chapter Twenty Four

A/N~ For those who are wondering what Mina looks like here's some artwork I found on Pinterest that is the closest to what I envisage. All credit goes to the artist mentioned in the image.

I was taken aback by how attentive Tomura had been over the next few days while I recovered. Getting Kurogiri to prepare and bring me up all my meals, with enough soothing honey and lemon tea to sink a ship. He held me for hours on end, whispering sweet nothings to lull me to sleep when the nights were fretful. Gentle kisses that soothed my unquiet mind.

Ever since witnessing the distressing panic that came from leaving my side the other day—even for just a few minutes—he'd been reluctant to leave me on my own for long periods of time. Even insisting on staying right by my side while I bathed. He never watched though, keeping his back firmly to the side of the tub.

Beneath the hardened villain exterior, he really was just a sweet marshmallow.

The second I would start to strip down his face would turn the brightest shade of red and turn to look in any corner that I wasn't in. Instantly going from the notorious fearless villain that had heroes quaking in their boots into a stuttering timid shy mess. I found that part of him to be endearing in a way, it just made me love him so much more.

The nights, however, were tough. Even with Tomura's familiar calming aroma and warm embrace I still couldn't escape the barbaric flashbacks that haunted my dreams.

The moment my eyelids fluttered shut my mind would be swarmed with memories after memories of that day. Nightmares filled with bloodied silk sheets, indescribable pain, blood-curdling screams and liquid gold eyes that pierced deep into my soul. Only being brought out by the sound of Tomura's distressed voice calling out my name.

I hated that Kai was still ruining my life, like a stagnant storm cloud hanging over me. All I wanted was to forget. I wanted to move on and start the next chapter in my life with Tomura, but how could I when every time I fell asleep I ended up in that state. Hysterically crying and screaming in Tomura's lap, all while he rocked me in his arms, reassuring me again and again that I was safe and that it was only a dream.

The fourth night was no exception. The darkness of my slumber was interrupted once again with the recollection of that frightful day but it wasn't focused on the pain from his quirk. Instead the focal point was the pain from the sexual assault.

My skin burned as his hands roughly groped over every inch of my naked body, never once letting up on his assault. I cried out, begging for someone to help me, to save me. His malicious golden eyes scorched into me, making my blood run cold in my veins.

"You're mine pet."

"No! NO! Get off me!! Please don't! No!" I screamed. My body writhed under the weight of him, his sickly citrus smell invaded my lungs. The pressure of his fingers squeezed down so painfully hard that the only noises that could escape were strained inaudible pleads.

"Mina? Mina? Come on baby. Wake up," a familiar voice called out.

"Wake up. It's just a dream, Mina."

My eyes snapped open, gasping back large mouthfuls of the cool crisp air as I jolted upright in bed. I clawed desperately at my throat as if to remove Kai's hand which still felt like it was crushing the breath out of me. Tomura immediately wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me against him, hushing softly into my ear.

"Shh now, it was just a dream. I've got you baby, you're safe."

I gripped on to the material of his black cotton top that hung over his toned chest instead, breathing deeply as I focused on the sound of his strong beating heart. This and the addition of his gloved fingers running up through my hair, grazing lightly over my scalp helped to calm me back down.