Heart of The Wraith

Ch. 12 - Goodbyes

AN: Another past chapter, just after Ch. 10 where Shigaraki and Y/N arrived home. This chapter may contain some disturbing images.

After your wild night, the two of you had gone your separate ways - even despite the kiss you shared in the car. You weren't sure what any of that was, it could've just been a rush of the moment or the weed talking.
All you knew was that your relationship with Shigaraki was clearly changing. You had never considered the idea of being anything more than what you already were, but now with lines becoming blurred you weren't completely opposed to the idea.

"Y/N," Shigaraki pleasantly greeted at the doorway of your bedroom, a grin on his face, "want to come with me on a mission?"

"A mission?" You chuckled from your bed. You had been relaxing in your room, scrolling through your phone with the warmth of the sun's rays coming in through the window. "Like one Sensei set up for you?"

"Not exactly," he rolled his eyes playfully, as if he were up to something, "this one's more of something I set up. For us."

"For us?" He had piqued your interest. You moved to sit on the edge of the bed, hoping to hear a few more details.

"Yeah, I found something that I'd like to do...and I want you to be a part of it," he was avoiding the details on purpose, you were sure of it. He wanted to keep it a surprise. "We wouldn't go until tomorrow, but I wanted to give you the advance 'heads up' to make sure you'd be down."

You usually stayed home, never really taking part in anything All for One had Shigaraki do. Sure, he was your sensei, but Shigaraki was his heir. You were merely someone with an important quirk that he hadn't stolen...yet.
You figured as you aged that Sensei kept you around simply because he and Shigaraki cared for you, otherwise you would've lost your quirk as soon as you weren't a child anymore - especially since you expressed your distaste for it.
You also weren't interested in crime. You didn't worship heroes, but you certainly had no desire to murder or do anything with the same level of wickedness. You'd only participate in minor crimes and misdemeanors such as stealing, vandalism, trespassing, etc. Anything worse than that was off the table.

"You know what my deal is," you gave him a look to which he looked at the ceiling in exasperation.

"Yeah, yeah, nothing serious..." he grumbled, never fully understanding what held you back from the extremes, "are you going to come or what?"

"Fine," you smiled, "as long as you get that."

"Uh huh," he said with little care, "listen...do you want to go to the spot tonight??"

"Tonight, too?" You stood up and began stretching. "After last night, I'd say you're trying to get something else." He quickly blushed.

"It's nothing like that!" He argued. "I... We should talk about that, but...I just want to have fun with you."

"Oh, we should?" You grinned, loving how flustered he was getting. "Then let's."

He held his breath and furrowed his brow at your sassy way of answering. "Then come with me," he walked over to you and grabbed you by the wrist, all five fingers as you had promised one another.

The two of you would be lying if you said it never scared you: you looking directly at his face and him directly putting all five fingers down. Neither of you had complete control, but there was a certain level of trust you had put in one another - that as long as you remained calm your quirks could be controlled and if something went wrong you'd be able to stop it.

He dragged you into the forest that surrounded the large base. It was late afternoon, the sun finally beginning to set into the evening.
He was taking you to your usual spot where you'd hang out at least once a week, usually just reflecting or watching something on your phones as the sun set. It was cliffside, overlooking the ocean just outside the trees. Going there was one of the moments where you felt lucky to be alive, the beautiful scenery made you think that maybe life wasn't so bad after all. It was one of those meditative spots that could make you forget your troubles.