Player Two?

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Tomura streched his arms while leaving the movie theater. Aizawa observed his posture without saying anything, a little chuckle escaping him. Tomura looked back at him and raised a brow.

"What?"

The hero shooked his head.

"No, you just reminded me of a certain... Animal. Don't worry about it."

Tomura squinted his eyes at him.

"Hmm..."

The only animal Aizawa really likes are cats... How the hell am I similar to that? Tomura walked forward while thinking. No destination in mind, but Aizawa walked beside him anyway.

The hero glanced at Tomura's hand. Slowly reaching out and wrapping two fingers around Tomura's pinky.

The villain stopped walking, his hand started shaking as he glanced at it. Aizawa watched as droplets of water felled down Tomura's face. Shit. Tomura started rubbing the tears away. But they just kept falling.

"I'm sorry, I, don't know... Why... I just, didn't expect you to..."

Aizawa shooked his head, moving his free hand to help Tomura clean his face. He stopped when Tomura flinched, slowly moving his hand forward again so Tomura could see it well.

"No, it's my fault. I should've warned you."

Tomura really liked the way Aizawa's rough and warm hand felt on his face. He rubbed his face against Aizawa's thumb and index finger. Aizawa stood still for a second before taking his hand back. He tried to ignore his fast beating heart, but it was impossible. Since it felt like he was having a heart attcak. He watched as Tomura frowned and looked at him with half closed, misty eyes.

This is getting dangerous. He coughed, making Tomura realize what he had just done. His face flushed he tried to take a step back, but Aizawa was still holding onto his pinky.

"I'm, sorry... That must've felt, really gross..."

What? Aizawa frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Tomura wanted to disentigrate his stupid mouth.

"No, well, my scars and... dry skin..."

Aizawa took a deep breath, gathering much needed air and steped closer. His hand gently caressed Tomura's cheek. Tomura didn't move or look at him. Is this, really happening? No, I must be dreaming, yeah. Aizawa suddenly pinched him, not hard at all. Smilling when Tomura frowned. He let go and started walking away while dragging Tomura behind him.

The villain rubbed his cheek, glancing at their hands. It's not a dream... The walk was silent, yet comfortable.

Aizawa brought Tomura on the rooftop of a tall building, he observed the night sky. Seeingglimpses of daylight. Aizawa sat down on the edge, patting the side beside him. Tomura sat there, trying to ignore Aizawa by looking at the sky. He was still a little embarrassed...

"I got you something."

Tomura blinked, looking at Aizawa who pulled a white box with a black ribbon. He moved it front of the villain who just pointed at it.

"This is...?"

Aizawa raised a brow.

"A gift. For those eyedrops."

Tomura slowly took it. Just observing it.

"Are you not going to open it?"

"No, well, yes. I just don't know how to open it..."

What if he broke it? The box reminded him of the 'christmas' thing. Sensei didn't celebrate it. So no one could. Yet, Kuro would always bring on of those cakes back. Aizawa grabbed the end of the black ribbon.

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