Unwanted || Tomura Shigaraki

Chapter Twenty Five

I woke groggily, still draped over a very naked Tomura. Peering up to look at the numbers glowing on the small digital alarm clock bedside me, I groaned at the sight.

07:05 AM

So early...

My eyelids fluttered, slowly adjusting to the shadows. My heart constricted when I focused on the perfect image laid out next to me.

Tomura looked so peaceful. Jaw slightly slack, creating a slight gap between his chapped lips and the wrinkled dark bags were nearly a thing of the past. The well-deserved rest he had been needing for the last few days was working wonders and I didn't want to ruin it by waking him up yet.

Poor thing must be exhausted after these last few days and after what happened last night...

A slight warmth rose into my cheeks at the memory of our late-night activities. With our bodies still tangled together under the covers, I tilted my chin up, cautious not to make any sudden movements that might stir him from his slumber.

I studied his face, my enhanced sight picking up every single beautiful detail in the darkness. Bringing my hand up from its place on his chest, I lightly brushed a few locks of light blue hair away from his face, lingering my fingertips over the tops of his perfectly sculpted cheeks. A small smile curled upon his lips as he pressed his face into my palm.

"Mina..." He mumbled sleepily.

The arm that was wrapped around my back pulled me in even closer so that one side of my body was now pulled on top of him. Still fast asleep, he nestled his face into my hair and inhaled deeply, releasing a low content sigh.

Trying, but miserably failing, to hold back my giggles while he continued to incoherently ramble on in his sleep. My name was mentioned more than once.

I couldn't believe how drastically my life had changed in such a short amount of time, it still felt so surreal.

Just two weeks ago I was trapped in a life that I thought I would never escape from. A never-ending cycle of pain and degradation.

Now, here I was. In the arms of the man that saved me from that life. The man that I love and who loves me. Surrounded by people who I cherished dearly and deemed to be like family.

For once in my life, I finally felt like I belonged somewhere. I wasn't alone anymore.

And I had Tomura to thank for that, because even though he didn't have to, he took me in and showed me that I could feel wanted in this world. He made me feel love. The one thing that I have been lacking in my existence.

And I would make sure that I showed him every day for the rest of my life how much he meant to me because he also deserved to be loved just as much as I did. Starved of affection, just like me.

Maybe that's why the both of us worked so well together, we knew what each of us had lacked in our lives. Affection. Love. Kindness.

We had both suffered at the hands of this cruel world, and to ask for forgiveness it has brought the two of us together.

I am completely captivated by you Tomura. You have stolen my heart and that doesn't bother me because I know it's in safe hands now.

"You're staring," his low gravelly voice startled me.

I was so deep in thought that I hadn't realised the slight flicker of his eyelids as he slowly started to wake up, and reached over to flick on the table lamp. The sudden brightness strained my overly sensitive eyes.

"I might have been... Good morning, sleepy head," kissing the tip of his nose.

"Morning, kitten," he smiled, pulling me over to lay flat across his body, my arms caged around his head while my fingers played with strands of his hair.