ShigaTodo Stories Book 2

😌Still Life🌺

Type of Story: Very short fluff shot

Basic Summary: Shigaraki and Todoroki share a rare, quiet moment together

Warning(s): you might feel really single after this

Word count: 645

Thanks to the roaring fireplace, the bar room was nice and warm which contrasted to the snowy winter wonderland of the outdoors. Sounds of the flames crackling as it eats up the wood giving it life give a nice white noise for the two villains snuggled up on the couch. Shoto was sitting with his legs propped up on the ottoman. Beside him was his partner Shigaraki, his head leaning on his cold shoulder, face bearing a rare peaceful expression.

The rest of the League was not there at the moment, either on their own little missions or just having wanted to get out of the base for a time. Kurogiri was also not present as he had left to get supplies. This absence of other people left the two remaining alone and to their own devices. 

As he flips to the next page in his manga, Todoroki notices Shigaraki beginning to stir. He scoots closer to him, curling his lanky arms around his waist and pulling their bodies closer. Giving a small exhale through his nose, Shoto lifts his arm up and wraps it around the red eyed man's shoulders. This also helps them get closer, eliciting a happy-sounding hum from the villain boss. 

"Sleepy?" Shoto asks in a whisper, lifting his head up so that Tomura could snuggle closer into where his collarbone was. 
Shigaraki gives a barely noticeable nod, "Mm." Running his fingers up through his boss's messy hair, Shoto stares at his manga for a moment before deciding to set it aside. Multitasking was still a skill the young man has yet to master.

Moments like this where he could give his full attention to his lover were slim nowadays; time had to be spent most at the dorms, then the weekends were filled with getting supplies and planning. When he did get these rarities, Shoto made it his life's mission to make the most of them. He liked cuddling--this came as a shock to him because he only allowed certain people to touch him--Tomura close to the point where their limbs should have tied together. Every single time he did this, little images of cartoon characters fighting so roughly that they tie into a big knot pop into his brain. 

Leaning his head back against the couch, the pretty boy allows his eyes to flutter shut.
This was really nice. Relaxing. It reminded Shoto of when they would sleep on the couch together as kids. It was not like they did not like their rooms or anything, sometimes couches are just more comfy than beds. 

Starting to move again, Shigaraki grunts as he forces himself to sit up, capturing the other's attention. "Where are you going?"
"Ah?" Shigaraki's sleepy eyes peer at Shoto through long bangs, "Nowhere."
"Then why are you moving away?"
With a roll of his eyes Shigaraki pushes Shoto down to lay horizontally on the couch. 

"Getting a back ache sitting up." Shigaraki explains the answer to the question he was not asked, laying on top of the younger to resume the earlier session of relaxing. Nuzzling into the crook of Shoto's neck while his arms curl underneath his waist, Tomura releases a content sigh, "Much better." Smiling as he giggles, Shoto wraps his arms around the broad shoulders of his boss, fingers diving back into his hair. 

But soon enough he too began to feel very drowsy. So much so that the action of keeping his eyes open felt too much of a chore. "Can I sleep?" he inquires, only because he knows how much Tomura enjoys him playing with his hair. 
"Yeah babe," Shigaraki gives a nod, "do what you want." Yawning, Shoto squeezes Tomura in a brief hug before they both fall asleep.