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28. Maybe This Was a Good Idea

You had ruined it. Your first time together was supposed to be special but you had reduced it to a mere distraction. With everything you had been through in the past few days your body was completely exhausted. All you could do was lay there in his arms. Tomura's bare chest rose and fell under your head. You traced the scars on his abdomen with your finger. Each time you did so you felt him shiver slightly. He fingered strands of your hair, slightly tugging it each time he ran his fingers through it. With every stroke you felt yourself slowly relax.

"Hey y/n?" He said in a low tone. You only hummed in response, too tired to move or speak. "I l... like you." he mumbled.

A smile crept onto your face at his words. As you cuddled closer against him he stopped petting your hair. "y/n, are you asleep?"

"No, just tired." You scooched up closer to him on the bed so you were laying next to each other face to face. "I like you a lot too, you know."

His flustered expression made a giggle escape you that made your sore muscles ache. A disgruntled look crossed his face at your outburst which only made you giggle all the more. He looked so annoyed and frustrated. With a swift motion he grabbed your chin and pressed a kiss to your lips.

"Stop laughing at me." He said seriously. "I'm a villain and a wanted criminal!"

"Ohhh so scary! What are you gonna do if I don't?" You prodded.

"Date you." He stated. Your jaw nearly dropped to the floor. The expression you were making must have been something because Tomura's cheeks darkened and he immediately backtracked. "Only if you want to. I mean It's just a thought I had."

"Tomura, is that what you want?"

"Yeah, if that's what you want. I'd feel better if you were my... girlfriend." He looked away sheepishly like he couldn't bear to see your expression.

If you hadn't gotten hit by a truck so recently you would have jumped on him in sheer joy.

"Okay." you said simply.

"Wait, okay... like, yes you wanna be my girlfriend?" He said nervously.

"Yes, exactly." You grinned, making the scrape on your cheek hurt.

"Are you feeling okay after... everything?" He said awkwardly, seeming like he wanted to change the subject as soon as possible. "With your injuries and all..."

"I'll be fine, just really sore I guess." You said, moving your head back onto his chest and closed your eyes. "So tired."

"You should rest." Tomura moved his arm around your back to draw you closer. "Take a nap or something."

"What about you?" you said sleepily, opening one eye to look at him.

"I'm not going anywhere, just rest, okay?" His rough voice sounded so unusually tender. A hand ran up and down your back slowly. The inviting touch lulled you to sleep and made you even more desperate for his now unrestrained touch. You nodded sleepily and cuddled closer to your boyfriend. Soon you drifted off completely into a much needed sleep.

Seeing you finally asleep in his arms, Tomura allowed himself to smile. Now you were his, no one would ever take you from him. Still the thought crept through this new euphoria and stained it black with dread.

What if...

He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the thought. You moved in your sleep in response to the disturbance. Tomura froze, trying to stay completely still now so as to not wake you. Sluggishly, you readjusted yourself and seemed to fall into a deeper rest. After waiting to make sure you were really asleep he tried to relax. A lock of hair that had fallen in your face was soon brushed away by his deft fingers. Now that he knew he could touch you without harm, he couldn't get enough. You had intoxicated him in a way that no alcohol or drug ever could, and he was addicted.