𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙗𝙞 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

A/F| It's All My Fault.. Prt 2 {Edited}

Maturity: Angst and Fluff
Warnings: Suicide, Grief, Heaven/Hell (Afterlife), etc.
Requested By @dF2023
SHORT STORY

(Toga POV)

I was in the zone, piecing together an outfit I had playfully "borrowed" a few days earlier—it was absolutely adorable! The ensemble hugged my curves perfectly, featuring a flirty short yellow shirt with a daring slit on the right thigh and a matching cropped top that cinched at the sleeves.

To complete the look, I decided to try something fresh with my hair, styling it into two tight French braids that I ended up loving. Just as I reached for my foundation to perfect my makeup, a loud thud echoed from the room next door, jolting me out of my fashion reverie.

Boss's office was just next door, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he was just craving attention again, as usual. A tight knot twisted in the pit of my stomach, leaving me both puzzled and irritable. With a frustrated sigh escaping my lips, I found myself practically marching to his door, determined to confront whatever drama he had cooked up this time.

I banged on the door harshly before shouting, "Keep it down in there! I'm trying to do shit and all I can hear is you!." I didn't hear anything back, no noise or even talking so I furrowed my browns before creaking the door open slowly. Once the door completely opened my stomach dropped..there on the floor lay my boss drenched in blood...

My hands instinctively went over my mouth, and I screamed at the top of my lungs before rushing inside and kneeling beside him. I turned him over to face me, and a deep cut ran down his throat, blood no longer draining from the wound which made me wonder how long he had been like this..

It couldn't have been long right?.. I only just heard a thud... Footsteps ran down the hall and into the room, "Toga..what..?", from the voice I could tell it was Twice. Kurogiri ran in after and stopped dead in his tracks, "WHAT THE HELL?!" He screamed.

Blood soaked my new shirt and thighs but I didn't care, I was too lost in thought and in pain to care about anything but the cold body that lay on me.

Kurogiri walked around next to me before grabbing what sounded like paper from the bed, "Guys..it's a suicide note.." he said wearily. He read it off slowly and each word made me feel even worse about this whole situation and with myself. If I hadn't taken my pain and anger on him maybe he would still be alive..it's my fault..god what did I do?..

(Shigaraki POV)

I blinked against a dazzling light, and as my eyes adjusted, I found myself in a vibrant garden bursting with colors—flowers in every hue and majestic trees swaying gently. Laughter danced through the air as children raced about, their joy infectious. Just as I took in this stunning scene, a voice broke through the cheerful chaos, calling my name with an intriguing mix of warmth and hesitation—"Shigaraki." It was deep and raspy, igniting a spark of curiosity in my chest. Who could it be?

I turned around widening my eyes instantly..there stood the man I killed. Tears pricked my eyes before I rushed into his arms, he hugged me back tightly, and tears covered our faces but we weren't sad, we were happy.

"How have you been..?" he asked once we both calmed down, he ran his fingers through my hair gently with a smile. "Terrible..but better now since I'm with you," I said cheerfully, "I saw how they treated you... God you didn't deserve that.." he said dropping his smile for a second before quickly adding it back.

"Anyways I'm really glad you're here, life was so empty without you" he spoke, I laughed, "Life?" I asked. "Okay okay, afterlife," he said between laughs, we had a sweet kiss before hugging once more.

We held each other for what felt like years, neither one wanting to let go. "Here, let me show you around," he spoke gently, latching our hands together. He revealed the beautiful buildings and the families that filled this world with love. While walking hand in hand, I committed to holding on to this moment forever, knowing the strength in connection and the beauty of never letting go.

This time, I was determined to ensure he stayed by my side throughout this journey of the afterlife, ready to embrace every moment, even if it meant being a little controlling. He was never leaving, and I was never letting go again. A sweet smile illuminated our faces as we huddled close under the cherry tree, reminiscent of our first date, but this time... I savored it even more.

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