MHA x Reader Lemons and One Shots [Requests Open]

💚Shigaraki x Hanahaki!Reader

Author's note: Request. MHAfan22  You know the drill.
I really do hate hanahaki disease, with a passion, because of how sad it is. You really can't fuckin win. But you guys asked for it and I love you so here you go. Enjoy it bc I REALLY don't wanna do another 👌
ALSO it's really funny to read notifications that read 'so and so has added your book to favorite fanfics' or 'really good mha' or something else like that. It's praise they don't even know that they're giving me 😂

Y/N's POV

I stared at the blue-nette across the booth from me. He glanced up from his papers.
"...What?" He asked, his voice rough. I shook my head.
"Just watching you work." He stared back at me.
"...why?" I covered my mouth and coughed a bit.
"I don't know. Because I'm bored, crusty?" Shigaraki rolled his eyes.
I glanced down at my hand, only to see a little bit of blood on the side of it. I put my hand under the table, hiding it from the crusty man's gaze.
Everything about him was just so alluring. The way his eyes narrowed when someone pissed him off... the way his pupils glisten when he's laughing at someone's pain... the way the veins in his hands pop out when he's using his quirk... the way he sets his lips, but they never seem to stay that way. I could go on forever. I watched his slender fingers dance across the paper, writing down things that had be reported to All for One.
"Oh." I glanced up to see Dabi standing at the table. "Y/N. Take a walk with me." I could have sworn I saw Shigaraki glance up form his papers, but when I looked back, he hadn't. I nodded and stood, walking to Dabi's room with him.
I covered my mouth and coughed again.
"That's a nasty cough you've got there. Don't fucking get me sick." I wheezed and hacked against my hand, until I felt better. I pulled my hand away to see a wet mound of blood piling up on my palm. Dabi's eyes widened as he noticed. "Y/N..." I avoided his eyes, walking swiftly to the bathroom. I washed off the blood and mucus mixture and walked back to the burned boy. "Y/N." He said again, more forcefully this time. I didn't look at him. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me against the wall. "Y/N, pat attention to me. Now." He growled. I glared into his eyes. "Why are you coughing blood?" He asked, worriedly. I looked down the hallway, in the way that lead to the bar room.
"How the fuck should I know?" I growled. Dabi's eyes narrowed.
"Wow! Are you guys fucking without me??" Toga screeched, bouncing down the hallway. I pushed Dabi off of me and stormed down the hallway.
"I'm just fucking worried about you, you stupid bitch." I heard him call after me. I entered my room, closing the door.
Another coughing fit hit me, one so vicious that it knocked me to my knees. I double over on the ground, coughing and wheezing and hacking.
I felt a release of some kind, like I got the flem loose. But when I looked, a few deep red flowery petals lay on the ground in front of me. My face paled and I leaned against my door.
"I'm just dreaming... that's all. There's no way..." I whispered, touching my fingertips to my lips.
I can't possible have the hanahaki disease... right?

Time skip

I stumbled to Shigaraki's door and pushed on it. It wasn't closed or locked, but I was face to face with a bare chested Shiggy, which took me aback.
"Uhh.. Shig... Shiggy..." I slurred. He slipped a shirt over his chest, walked over to me, giving me a look.
"Are you intoxicated?" He asked, and I leaned against him.
"I have no fucking clue what you're talking about, Shiggy..." I heard him scoff, but he wrapped his arm around me, and helped me lay on his bed.

Shigaraki's POV

I felt Y/N's warmth on my dry hands. She coughed a bit and a few drops of blood cane onto her lips.
"Y/N? Why are you coughing blood??" I asked, but she just pushed against me.
"I don't fucking know... I'm coughing petals too, but I'm not some... bitch..." The syllables fell from her mouth, and I knew there was no way she was going to remember our encounter tomorrow.
"You're shit faced. So obviously, you're telling bull shit." She hissed at me and reeled back, as much as a drunk individual can do.
"I'm not, you crusty dusty little cunt." She pushed three bloody flower petals into my hand, and leaned back on my soft bed.
"Y/N..."
"Mmm..."
"Who are you in love with?" I turned to look at her, but her eyes were closed and she shrugged.
"How the fuck should I know? She grumbled, before obviously falling asleep. Her breathing slowed and she laid, still. I stared at her.
Obviously she realized her condition with this disease, and decided to drink away her problems. But the question remains. Who is she in love with? I think I know the answer, but I can't be sure until she wakes up.
After watching her sleep for a moment longer, my eyelids became heavy. I laid down next to her and let sleep take me.

Time skip

"Huh...? Shigaraki?" I heard, waking me from my slumber.
"Good morning, Y/N." A bead of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"What happened last night?" I chucked.
"You stumbled into my room, and pushed some bloody petals into my hand. Then you collapsed on my bed and fell asleep." A deep red blush covered the girl's face as she took a shaky breath.
"I...uh..." Suddenly, her lips were on mine and she was super close to me. It caught me off guard, so I grasped a fist full of the bed sheets in my hand to keep from fall backwards. It disintegrated in my hand.
Her doe eyes stared into mine.
"I'm in love with you, Shigaraki." She whispered, leaning back, only slightly. A moment of silence passed, where I stared into her E/C eyes.
"I'm in love you with you, too, Y/N." I took her head in my hand, making sure to leave a finger off. I pressed my dry lips to hers. "It was a good night to get drunk, am I right?" I smirked, and she smirked at me. She playfully hit my shoulder.
"Shut up, Shiggy." She chuckled, pressing her lips to mine once more.