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y/n finally returned back to the league of villains' hideout through a portal created by kurogiri. the girl flopped onto the rather warm wooden counter as sound of glass cup slid to her end. it was a glass of water given by tomura, drinking a glass of beer.
"you look half-dead," the villain chuckled, he pointed to her glass with his pink as he lifted the beer to his lips, "drink up. all for one is waiting for you outside."
"thank you," y/n half-smiled, pulling up a seat near tomura and sipping at the fresh drink. her tensed body effortlessly relaxed at the coldness of the water smoothing her throat.
she questioned, worriedly, "is he mad at me?"
"he is not, miss y/n," kurogiri informed taking her empty glass and cleaning it, "in fact he's eagerly waiting for your return on the roof, that's why you are here."
"the old man will be mad if you take your sweet time in here." shigaraki teased, receiving a middle finger from y/n.
the tired girl stepped out of the fire exit, her bare arms getting instant goosebumps at the sharp coldness of the night hitting against her harsh s/c skin.
there he was. all for one, standing over the illuminated city below. rubbing her arms to create heat, y/n skipped over to her father's side, she snuggled into his side gasping silently at the warmth he possessed.
"are you cold, y/n?" all for one asked kindly, his child nodding causing him to activate fire-type and place his arm around y/n, heating her up. "better?"
"much better." she sighed happily before changing the subject, she asked with wariness lingering in her voice "why am i here, dad?"
"y/n," he started with a strange sense of worry in his voice, "there is going to be a day where i won't be here to protect you. you know that, right?"
y/n wiggled at the peculiar tingle going down her spine, "yeah.. i know that." she replied, nervous for that day.
"y/n shigaraki knows that," all for one stated, "but does y/n l/n know that?" his words never failed to make y/n frown in confusion.
he elaborated, "y/n l/n is still inside of you, my child. she hindering your full transformation from weak to strong. she stopping you from becoming just like me. you don't want that, right?"
"no! no!" y/n immediately declined, she soon calmed down, "i don't."
"then y/n shigaraki," all for one stood behind his child, he placed his hand out to display a little flame on his finger. she shrudded at the sight of the little flame, the young girl was breathing in an uncontrollable and inconsistent pattern as she gripped shigaraki's warm hand.
the father whispered, "it's time to let go..." with that, the flame was blown away.
