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"There you are." Kurogiri wipes down his glasses as per his normal routine. "The kids were wondering when you would come back, they're waiting for you."

Act natural. I tug at the sleeves of my jacket and . "Y-Yeah, if they ask again, I'm just changing my clothes. I think it's chilly, I want my hoodie, y'know?" You're talking too much, that's not natural! I scurry off to my room before Kurogiri can comment about my strange behavior.

Retreating into my room, I make sure to shut it closed so no one can see. Ripping off my jacket and my tattered shirt, I throw the latter into a corner of my closet where no one will see. Once I slip my black hoodie over my head and stand in front of the mirror, the first thing I see is the discoloration on my neck still peeking out from the collar. Putting my hoodie up doesn't help anything either, to my dismay.

I have no choice but to pull out the concealer and color corrector. My intense stare focuses on the pigmented tender spot as I pat it. I guess it was my fault this happened anyway.

The door suddenly opens in the midst of my wallowing and I pull the neck of my hoodie up before turning around.

Toga bares her fangs at me with her wide smile. "(Y/n)~" she sings, "You're back finally! Dabi and Shiggy wanna go out for a while, we were waiting for you to go!"

"Oh, yeah, I heard from Kurogiri, I'm just, uh, fixing my hair and changing my clothes because it's cold outside." My heart still pounds from her entering so suddenly. I nervously pretend to rub my neck just in case.

Her smile drops into confusion as she scans me. "You're awfully jittery, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I smile as enthusiastically as possible. "Just give me another minute, I'll meet you guys out front!"

With that, she's back to her blushing face and grin. "Okay! We're waiting!"

Once she shuts the door behind her, I turn back to the mirror and remove my hand. Good enough, I sigh, At least it'll be dark.

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"So, how was your date?" Shigaraki takes a sip of his beer. I know he's only asking to make conversation, he's indifferent to my relationship.

I finger my own cool metal can. "Fine, we just watched a movie in the house." I resist my instinct to flinch at the memory of the screams. "Nothing special."

"You guys have been going out for a while, huh?" Toga rests her head in her hands dreamily. "What's it like being in love?"

Love, huh? "It's...something." I try skewing my voice to sound vague and mysterious. "It's a lot of feelings, I can't really explain it." It's best if I don't answer directly.

"You're pretty inseparable, I'd say." Smoke rings lazily emerge from Dabi's blue fire.

Only because I'm told to. "We just can't stay away from each other," I muster a smile and another sip of my beer.

Turquoise eyes study me from the side before the circle of fire disappears from his hand and he faces me fully. "You're happy, right?"

His question catches me off guard as I almost choke, but I quickly recover. "Of course, why wouldn't I be?"

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Waking up at the hideout the next afternoon is lonely and quiet. Patting into the kitchen for food confirms my suspicions that no one's home. Though I'm disappointed, it's assuring that I can use a heating pad for my marks without anyone commenting.

As I sit in front of my mirror facing my shame, I can't help checking my phone for any messages. My notifications are empty. Not that I expect anything less, it would be much more surprising if an apology was waiting for me. Because I'm the one who should be apologizing.

I start texting with my one hand, holding the heat pack to my neck. At least the temperature provides some kind of comfort in such a small space of my body, though I wish it would encompass me entirely. The message sends, but it doesn't get read for a few minutes. That's not normal, usually I'll be left on read. They must really be angry. My body goes colder with shame. Our fight must've been worse than I thought.

I hear the front door slam open suddenly, heavy footsteps approaching my room quickly. I don't know what to do with the heat pack. As I'm panicking, the group storms into my room, catching me with it in my hand dumbly. The boys' gazes all intently lock onto my face.

Toga lazily sits next to me, brandishing her knife as if it's the most casual thing. "(Y/n)~ I wanted to ask you last night, what happened to you?" She points the blade at my neck.

The darkness didn't hide it that well then, or she must've seen in my room last night after all. "I-I got into a fight." I rub the tender spot nervously.

"Yeah, with your supposed lover," Dabi spits, crossing his arms over his chest.

My body loses all heat as I go numb. "W-What-?" How did they find out? My eyes flicker to the pseudo-innocent schoolgirl on the bed. She must've told them, but how did she know?

"Why didn't you tell us what was going on? Why would you let something like this go on?" the raven haired man continues reprimanding me.

I lower my head at his intimidating stare. I knew they'd be mad for not telling them, but I didn't want to worry them either. "I wanted to take care of it myself," my feeble voice answers halfheartedly.

"You know, we would've taken care of that trashbag earlier if you'd said something." Twice cracks the bones in his fingers one by one. "I don't care who they are, I'll destroy them either way."

My head snaps up. "What do you mean you took care-?"

"We paid that loser a visit," Shigaraki stuffs a hand in his pocket, careful to stick his thumb out so it doesn't touch his pants. "Let's just say we took care of your breakup for you, in our unique way of course."

I'm in disbelief. They were all angry for me and decided to take matters into their own hands? "Y-You did that for m-me?" My body starts trembling.

"You're our family," Toga grins, walking over to me and wraps her arms around my neck from behind. "Why wouldn't we eliminate someone ruining your life?"

My eyes well with tears the same way my chest fills with the undeserving warmth she's providing me with. "Because I don't deserve it?"

"Oh, please, no one deserves to be unhappy or bullied by someone they love." Twice joins the hug between the two of us, his large arms attacking from the other side.

"I'll pass on the hug," Shigaraki mumbles and retreats from the room, but there's a smile on his chapped lips.

"Dabi, don't you dare leave this room without contributing to the hug!" Twice bellows as the other man turns to leave.

His blue eyes roll and he huffs. "Fine, just this once for you, kid. Don't get used to it." He awkwardly fits over our bodies, his warmth the last straw that allows my tears to overflow.

"We're your support group, silly," Toga comforts me, wiping my face, "Who else is gonna have your back like us?"

"Yeah, people are super cruel!" Twice chimes in.

"Can I leave now?" Dabi groans impatiently.

I release my grip on the heating pad and grip the arms around me, leaning my head onto Toga's. Part of me wants to ground myself in this moment, their strange affection filling the void inside me. I don't want to move from this spot, smothered under these three bodies of my home, my trusted comrades. Next time - even though I pray there's no next time - I know if I need comfort, if I need warmth, I just need to ask for it.