Heartbreaker | BNHA x Reader

[23] Captivated

"Are you fucking with me right now?"

Shigaraki's words were dripping with hostility. Granted, you didn't have a clear view of his expression thanks to the freaky hand covering his face, but you could still see the way his blood red eyes had narrowed slightly. That, coupled with the tone of his voice...

No doubt about it. You were absolutely screwed.

STATUS UPDATE:

[Shigaraki Tomura isn't amused.]

[-10 love points.]

[Current progress: -20/200]

Of course it would end this way. Really, what were you expecting? It was a ridiculous situation to begin with. He was literally here to kill people, not pick up a date!

But there was nothing else you could do. You had already thrown yourself into the heat of the battle and caught his attention. You wouldn't be able to run away. Not from Shigaraki, and definitely not from the Nomu.

Until help arrived, however long that might take, you were just going to have to survive.

"I-I'm not," you insisted. Even though you hadn't completed your daily task, and you doubted you'd be able to turn it around at this point, you were still hoping to stall for time. "I, um... I really like strong guys. And you seem... super-duper strong. It also sounds like you're a fan of video games, so that's something we have in common! Maybe we can... talk for a while?"

You were being stupidly transparent, although that much was a given. It would take a real nutjob to charge at the person threating to kill them and try to flirt instead. Your actions, although ridiculous, had likely been interpreted as an attempt to buy time.

Shigaraki still hadn't tried to kill you yet, which had to at least count for something. Even though he wasn't going to fall for your pathetic attempts at winning him over, your actions were jarring enough to give him pause. You cast a quick glance in Aizawa's direction. The Nomu had once again forced his head against the ground, so you couldn't even tell if he was still conscious, but his body was in terrible shape. You weren't sure how much longer he would last at this rate.

Please... someone, anyone. We need help. We're running out of time!

"You're even dumber than I first thought," Shigaraki sneered. "What, did you really think I would entertain this little charade? While we're at it, should I break out some snacks, so that we can sit down and have a picnic?"

You ignored the tears rolling down your cheeks and strained a smile. "That would be great. If you don't mind. Haha..."

It seemed that Shigaraki's patience, as well as your luck, had finally run out. By the time you'd begun to process what was happening, he was already charging right at you. It was already obvious from watching Aizawa's fight, but this guy was fast. His reflexes were no joke, and with your current strength, you had no hope of competing with him.

You frantically sliced with your knife to try and keep him at bay, but he nimbly evaded all of your moves, closing the gap more and more with every passing second.

He was able to grab onto you, and in that moment, your entire life-or at least, what little you could remember of it-flashed before your eyes.

I'm dead. He just touched me, and now... I'm guaranteed to die.

But you didn't die. You had been saved, just in the nick of time.

Countless more tears spilled down your cheeks. You'd always known it, right from the very start. From the moment he reached out to you while you were bawling on the side of the road, you knew that his aloof exterior couldn't conceal his warm, compassionate heart.