Chapter 3- Pain

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" L-live with you o-or Dabi?! "

I was incredulous. I had to live with one of either Shigaraki or Dabi.

" Yes, that's what I said, " he snapped, then took a deep breath and stated calmly, " Take your pick. "

"I'd rather just die."

"Not an option," He immediately responded.

"Damn."

I thought about it hard for a few moments. Dabi was definitely going to try something. He was one of those perverted people who would do anything to get into a girl's pants. Although he was amusing, he was annoying, too.

Shigaraki was more mellow than the fiery idiot, from what I could tell. He had a short fuse and was more likely to kill her if she pissed him off. He seemed pretty childish and had self-inflicted scratches all over his neck.

What great options I've been left with. There was really no other choice.

" Fine. Whatever. But I'm not living with that fiery creep. "

Shigaraki looked slightly taken aback at choosing him as if he expected my immediate disapproval.

" Very well, then. Kurogiri has gone out of his way to make sure you have everything you could possibly need. Kurogiri, take her to the room. "

Shigaraki waved us off and I followed Kurogiri down another dark hallway. We stopped at a specific door that was painted a dark blue while the other doors were shades of red, orange, grey, purple, and brown. He opened it for her and she stepped in.

" Thank you, Mamagi-er-Kurogiri. I really appreciate it, " I said sincerely, slightly overwhelmed by all that was happening.

" Of course, " he replied.

As he showed me around and briefed me over the rules, I got to meet some of the other members. I don't really remember their names since they were weak and disposable. Most of the important members were on jobs. 

It was around seven when I was finally sent to my new room. I had to admit, for a villain's room, it was quite nice. A wall clock hung on the light grey paint of one wall, a poster of All Might, which was shredded, on another, and two sleeping mats on the floor with very comfortable-looking blankets.

I rummaged through the closet and picked out an oversized (F/C) sweater, a pair of short black shorts, and my undergarments. Then I decided to take a shower.

The water was warm and welcoming despite the low pressure. I didn't take very long to wash my (H/L) (H/C) hair and my (S/C) skin. It wasn't but ten minutes later that I was in bed. I stared at the dark ceiling until Shigaraki entered.

He glanced at me briefly before also taking a shower. When he came out, he wore black sweatpants and no shirt. His pale blue hair was dripping water down his face. In all honesty, he was kinda hot.

He smirked at me.

" What? "

I looked away, the heat rising to my face.

" N-nothing. "

He came closer and squatted down beside me.

" Must be something if you're blushing like that. Is it...have you never seen a guy without their shirt on? " He mused.

" S-shut up, " I mumbled.

Shigaraki chuckled and leaned in next to my ear. He breathed out these words, silky-smooth fingers brushing against my neck.

" You're mine now. Got it? "

I finally met his crimson gaze. His body was positioned to where it covered mine from the view of anyone who walked in.

" Nobody owns me, " I growled.

" I'd beg to differ, " he replied, grabbing my wrist and pinning it above my head.

I tried to wiggle free but he adjusted his position to straddle my legs. My breath hitched in my throat as I felt the same burning feeling as before. My Quirk activated itself, stopping the effect. But not before an unwanted moan escaped my lips, causing my face to burn in embarrassment. 

" You're so cute when you make that sound, " Shigaraki whispered.

I tried to wiggle away from him, but he held me down with a sadistic grin.

"I looked into your Quirk, you know. I know that you can't stop the effects of my Quirk, only slow them down. How long would it take for me to turn your feet to ash so you can't run away? You're powerless against me."

His hands traveled down to my waist and to my face. I squeezed my eyes shut and Shigaraki clicked his tongue in annoyance. The weight was suddenly lifted off of me.

Shigaraki had gotten up and curled himself into his bed, facing away from me. I took a stabilizing breath as I realized that I was in for something that I might not be able to handle.

Maybe I should have roomed with Dabi. But then again, Dabi probably wouldn't have stopped himself. What in the world has suddenly gotten into him? I decided that I should probably rethink everything I thought I knew about the leader. He was psychotic, bipolar, childish. And yet...

My heart beat at an uneven rate. Fast. Uncertain. I had never felt this way before. It was as if I longed for his touch even though I knew nothing about him.

It was strange, right? Just me being weird? Or maybe it was a dream. I looked down at my bleeding wrist which still ached from his Quirk. Nope. Not a dream. So what was it? Why was I feeling so weird?

I clutched my blanket tight and closed my heavy eyelids as sleep overtook me.

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' I wish I could
Explain your eyes.
How the sound
of your voice
Gives me butterflies.
How your smile
Makes my heart
Skip a beat.
And how every time
I'm with you
I feel so complete. '
-unknown

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