Unexpected || Shigadeku

Chapter Sixteen - Cravings

Reeeeeeeeeeee Eeeeee eee eeaeeesksklslsllwlowksjdmdnbfhfhjsj

Im ok.

Dang my cousins are *cough* ROwdY
God bless my uncle that poor man.
They're the literal definition of chaos :/
... like me

I love them so much :)

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WHA? 8 in shigadeku?????? 4 IN TOMUDEKU!??!? no wayyyyy

"Izuku darling," Inko called from the second floor.

"Yes mom?" Izuku answered from the couch. 

"I have a night shift today, so I won't be able to come back for around 10 hours." Inko sighed, heading down the stairs in her scrubs. "You'll be okay by yourself, right?" Inko headed over to where Izuku was lounging on the couch, ruffling his green curls. 

"I'll be fine," Izuku smiled brightly up at her. "So you'll be back around 6 in the morning?" 

"Mhm," Inko nodded, bending over and giving a quick kiss on top of Izuku's forehead. 

"Plus Ultra!" Izuku said playfully and bid his mother goodbye. 

With his mother gone, the house seemed emptier without her warm presence. Izuku shrugged. He was used to his mother working odd hour shifts, but it didn't help the feeling of loneliness each time she went. He scrolled through his phone, wishing for someone to distract him. 

Izuku turned off his phone, seeing that there were no notifications, and trudged upstairs. It was barely 8 pm and Izuku surprisingly felt drained. 

Izuku stiffly fell into bed face forwards, burying his face into the comforter. He turned his face and looked at the "omega" care box Toga had left him on the night stand while she had visited. Izuku was so bored he eventually even considered the thought of playing with the dildo. 

"Oh my god, shut up!" Izuku smacked his forehead and stuffed the box under his bed. "Out of sight, out of mind," he sighed. But now that Izuku had thought about the dildo, he couldn't keep his mind off of it. Surly it wouldn't hurt for one try...?

He took the box out again and opened the lid. The dildo sat there looking innocently and temptingly back at him.

"Nope," Izuku ran into the bathroom and shut the door. "I should take a bath," he muttered, disgusted with himself. 

Izuku ran the tap water, putting his hand in the bath to test the temperature. He poured in a generous amount of bubbles and stripped himself. Izuku stepped in and started furiously scrubbing himself, hoping to cleanse his dirty thoughts. Only when there was no part of Izuku that wasn't clean, he started to relax, closing his eyes and floating peacefully with the sweet smelling bubbles in the warm water. 

Shigaraki couldn't keep away after hearing Izuku's voice yesterday. He wanted to hold the tiny boy in his arms, and smell his vanilla scent again. He craved Izuku. In a sense, Izuku was like a drug to him, and after one try, one night, Shigaraki was addicted. 

Shigaraki soon found himself on the narrow streets, heading to Izuku's house. Kurogiri's portals would've been faster, but that would just attract unwanted attention. Shigaraki blended in perfectly with the shadows, only his light blue hair flashing in the setting sun. 

Shigaraki looked up at the open window to Izuku's room. Did that idiotic green haired child not know that he could get robbed? Shigaraki sighed softly. He couldn't climb the tree and acrobatically launch himself into the window like Toga did, so he would have to find another way.