Shigaraki x Reader oneshot

Shigaraki x Reader

You knock on your alphas door, the smell of his ashy like scent with a lemon undertone forever dragging you in.

"Go away." Shigaraki hisses from beyond the door, making your Omega whimper, but you pay no mind to it. Though, your tattooed bite marks embroidered with soft shimmering blue and black ink. Marking you as his, and his as yours, so you ignore him.

You closed the door softly, knowing his blood red eyes were eyeing you for not listening. You knew that was the closest thing to a 'come in' you'd receive from him when he's in a bad mood.

His room wasn't anything special, except for the small gifts you gave him after he courted you which ranged from small amulets and books.

"I said get out." He hissed again, you didn't even flinch as you looked at him from the doorway. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at you, his father covering his face. You examined his figure, knowing him like the back of your... Well, knowing him like the back of your hand, no pun intended.

Tomura's back was always slightly hunched when he was sitting down, but when he leaned forward, hanging his head some, then you know he's tired.

You walk up to him, crouching down and untieing his red shoes, before putting one to the side, turning to work in the other. He watches you silently, when you finally get to his socks.

"Now are you happy? Leave." Tomura hisses, making you hold a hidden gaze. You stand back up, still watching him.

"Tomura, scoot back some." You request, he doesn't move for a second, watching you stand back up and grabbing his shoulders softly, before he complies.

You smile at him, the soft start to a smile spreading across your lips. You carefully grab his shoulders, before lifting your leg and climbing up onto the bed, soon straddling him, your hands drop to the front of his shirt. His hands reflexively went to your hips, lifting his pinkies to not disintegrate you.

Your eyes soften at him, not able to see his face. You lift your hand to his jaw, grazing it softly. He moved away some, before hesitating and moving back, letting you caress his cheek, jaw and upper neck. You know he's finally comfortable when he rubs soft circles with his thumbs on your hip bone.

"Let me help you, you trust me, right?" You ask softly, being patient. He nods slowly before you drop your hands, running it down his chest and abdomen, before bringing them to his forearms. You carefully take off the two hands clamping closest to his wrists, "Your sister."

You place them to the side softly and respectfully, before moving to his right arms and to the hands on his higher forearm and bicep, "Your grandfather." You could feel his hands relax more pn your hips with each hand you take off. You place them to the side, moving to the left, "Your grandmother."

You take off the ones on his chest, then the ones on his shoulders, "The street punks you told me about."

Tomura chuckled softly, hands running under your shirt and resting softly on your skin, rubbing circles again. His rough skin seemed to sooth you, making you even calmer.

You ran your hands up his chest to his shoulders, earning a tired shutter from him, you smirk and run your hands to his collar bone before reaching his mothers hands, wrapped around the side of his neck, carefully taking them to the side, "Your Mother."

You set them softly to the side, before weaving your hands around his neck and through the hair on the back of his head, and up to one of his fathers hands, taking it of slowly, letting the hair fall back before grabbing the one on his face and taking it off slowly, "Your father."

Your mates rough and scared face came into view, the handsome one you had come to love and desire. You set them to the side before wrapping your arms around his neck, letting one hand mess with his hair. You both sat their quietly examining each others features, and loving the feeling of the contact you had with one another.

Tomura eventually broke contact, wrapping his hands around your waist, rubbing soft circles on the small of your back, before leaning forward and resting his head on your shoulder.

"I love you, you know that." You whisper in his ear, floofing his hair before brushing it back down with your fingers.

Tomura just hummed his response, shoving his nose into your scent gland, inhaling its intoxicating sweetness.

You place a soft kiss on the side of his head, nuzzling your cheek into his hair letting the other hand trace his spine and shoulder blades.

"Hand me my gloves." Tomura whispers, parting with your scent glands for you to reach over and grab his leather finger gloves. You had got it off of an art site, so it only covered the pinky and ring finger, before circling down to his wrist.

You grab them and come back letting you take his hands away from the warmth of your skin to put then on. You carefully slide them over his fingers, and latching them at his wrist.

As you do this, you could feel Tomura kiss at your neck, soft little kisses that made your heart flutter. You finally work on the second hand, before he takes the one you just finished and pulls you closer and into his chest.

You finish his wrist, before reaching over to turn off his lamp, flicking it off so the room was engulfed in the dark before tugging Tomura to to lay down. He complies, making you both hit his matress.

Tomura quickly grabs the covers, shimmying it over both, yours and his, bodies. You quickly wriggle into his arms, grabbing the front of his shirt and intertwining your legs.

You breath him his scent like your life depended on it, knowing that it was lulling you to sleep.

"(Y/N)..." His voice pulled you from sleep, you look up to where his face should be, "Why do you do this?"

"Do what, Tomura?" You ask, studying his subtle movements in the dark, trying to pinpoint what they were even if you couldn't see them.

"Why do you stay?" Tomura asked, clearing up the question. You could feel his hands trace up you spine, making you shiver some, but you can feel they were a little jerky, he was nervous for your answer.

You reach up, letting your hand trace up his neck and to his jaw then to his cheek. He relaxed in your hands as you caressed him, "I love you because your amazing. Its just that other people don't believe it because you have some problems-" He flinched some, "-But I share them as well. You think you may not be good enough, but I know your way more than I could ever hope for. And why I love you? Is because I fell in love first."

Tomura stiffles a laugh, "Sure."

You just smile and grab his cheeks, bringing your face to his, before placing a soft kiss onto his lips. You loved how rough his lips were, including the scar, you think it made him even more devilishly handsome. When you broke apart you instantly buried you face into his chest, he just wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in.

"I hope your plan succeeds , I hope the hero's never find us, and I hope I can be with you forever." You whisper, nuzzling into his chest.