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𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥

"Fuck." You hiss as you mess up your eyeliner yet again. With a groan, you grab a damp tissue and dab it over your eye, starting over again.

You don't even know why you're doing your makeup. This is just a casual hang-out. That's all. It's not a date or anything. You don't even like Shigaraki like that.

You debate changing your outfit yet again but change your mind. Who says you can't look nice for yourself? You are going out, after all. And it doesn't matter if it's for a date or just a casual hang out. You can do whatever you want.

So, you finish your makeup and after one last look in the mirror, you leave.

You walk three blocks over and stand on the corner, right where you and Shigaraki said you would meet. A few minutes pass, and you stand on your feet, rocking back and forth impatiently. You pull out your phone, sending him a text.

You: Hey where r u

Shigaraki is typing...

Shigaraki: Behind u

You check over your shoulder, seeing no one. Rolling your eyes you look back at your phone, before suddenly seeing a hooded figure in front of you, making you jump.

"Fuck! God, you scared the shit out of me, asshole!" You push him angrily. He laughs in response. "You should've seen your face, it was gold."

"Yeah, totally hilarious. Now where are we going?" He hadn't told you where you guys are hanging out. All he said was "It's a surprise" and that didn't help your nerves in the slightest.

"You'll see. C'mon." He turns the corner and starts walking off at a brisk pace, leaving you to chase after him. You follow him down the streets, past shops and stores, and then through narrow alleyways, that are less and less populated.

You can feel your heart racing as you internally panic. It's fine. It's fine. You told him it had to be a public place, and he should respect that. The moment anything bad happens you can turn and go back the way you came. You attempt to mentally soothe yourself.

"Here we are." He announces once he finally stops, opening the side door to a small dark building. With a deep breath, you follow him inside.

What you see surprises you. It's an arcade, a pretty big one at that. There are groups of people scattered everywhere, but it's not to the point that it feels crowded. The atmosphere feels safe and warm.

"Wow." You murmur. He gestures for you to follow him, leading you over to the prize counter.

"Shigaraki, it's so nice to see you! How have you been?" The older man beams upon seeing him. He gazes over at you, smiling warmly. "And who's this pretty young lady?"

"I'm good. Work's been keeping me busy. This is my friend, ______. Could you spot us some tokens?" He asked. The man grinned, reaching under the counter and handing him two bags of tokens.

"Have fun, you two, but not too much fun!" He winks and you feel your face warm slightly. As the two of you walk off.

"He's nice." You murmur.

"Who? The old man? Yeah, he's alright. I worked for him since I was a kid, and now I basically have a lifetime supply of free tokens." He shrugs before the two of you peel off to find some games to play.

The two of you spend hours going from game to game, having a good time. All your nerves have dissipated, and you no longer feel that lingering guilt of lying to your brother and your friends. You're too busy having fun.

After a while, you stop at a nearby diner to get something to eat. You're having so much fun that you hardly even think about the dangers of leaving your drink alone when you go to the bathroom.

You don't even notice anything's wrong. But soon enough, your head feels heavy, and you're having a hard time thinking. The world is spinning, you can hardly walk, and Shigaraki's having you lean on him, and then everything becomes a blur.

—

It's a miracle that you have Kirishima and Bakugou following you. You should be thanking them. They're looking out for you. You don't know about the rope and duct tape resting in the back of Shigaraki's car. You don't know about the drugs resting in his pocket that he's waiting to use.

You don't know until it's too late and Shigaraki is dragging your unconscious body over to his car, putting you in the back seat. Bakugou swears under his breath angrily, unbuckling his seatbelt.

Kirishima follows after him, equally enraged. Luckily for them, the creep decided to park in an empty alleyway. So there are no witnesses, just him alone with them.

He hurt you. He tried to take you from them, and now he's going to pay for it.

Shigaraki seems too lost in thought to notice their slow approach. Just as he closes the trunk of the car, Bakugou picks up a pipe from the ground and whacks him in the back of the head with it.

Kirishima picks your unconscious body up and places it in the back of his car. "So, what now?"

"I'll deal with him and his car. You get (y/n) back home safely." Bakugou instructs.

"You sure you don't need my help? How do you know you won't get caught by any traffic cameras?" The redhead insists.

"I know a route to the backroads on the outside of the city. We're already in an alleyway so, it should be pretty easy. He's mine. You got to deal with Shinsou on your own, so I should get Shigaraki. It's only fair."

"Alright, fine." Kirishima relents at his friend's stubbornness, knowing he won't win. "Be safe, okay? Don't do anything stupid."

"You know I won't. Take care of our girl, alright?"

"I will." And with that, the two of them split up.

—

By the time Kirishima gets back to your place, your brother is gone. So he carries you to your bed, tucking you under the sheets. He strokes your hair out of your face, watching you carefully, making sure your breathing is steady.

He could've lost you today. If he and Bakugou hadn't followed you, they would've never known how much danger you were in. Who knows what Shigaraki could've done to you?

But they saved you, and they'll never let anything bad happen to you. Never again.

His heart flutters at Bakugou's words earlier. Their girl. You're their girl..always have been, and always will be.

Leaning down, Kirishima strokes your cheek gently, before pressing a small peck to your lips. "Goodnight, sweet girl."