Chapter Twenty ゔ域生

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You were chilling in Shigaraki's room. Looking through his games and thats when your eyes fall upon a poster. The poster was of you in your hero costume. It was signed to Tenko Shimura. The name rung a bell with you but you couldn't put your finger on it. 

But before you could continue to think. The door swings open to reveal Shigaraki who left to use the bathroom. "What are you doing?" His raspy voice cut through air. You stumble with your words. "W-well, I found this poster of me. I didn't know you like this kinds of stuff." You explain truthfully. 

Shigaraki glares at you and makes a bee line towards you. Carefully snatching the poster from you. "Don't be stupid. I don't. It isn't mine." He growls out. You nod and close your eyes. You begin to scratch the back of your head bashfully. "Yeah, I figured. I also knew that because of the name signed there. You aren't Tenko Shimura." You open one eye, trying to rake in Shigaraki's expression. 

His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were sealed shut. His eyes scanning over the signed area. "Yeah..." He mutters. You sit up on Shigaraki's bed. Your legs crossed against another. "So, How about you tell me about this Tenko Shimura? I remember the name and I remember him being a kid. But other than that, I can't remember what he looked like." You explain. 

Shigaraki's eyes shot up to you. You catch his hesitant eyes and smile, giving him a little confidence to answer. "He was a kid when you met him. He really liked heroes. You were his favorite." Shigaraki's eyes softened. "But he couldn't be bothered by heroes cause his family died a horrible death. It happened because his father didn't want him to turn out like his grandmother. Dying a honorable death." Shigaraki explains. 

You take Shigaraki's wrist and direct him to the bed, sitting him right next to you. "And he gave the poster to you, to keep safe?" You question him. Shigaraki was silent once again. His ruby red eyes fall onto your smaller form. His eyes saw the way your smile was both charming and comforting. 

A thought comes across Shigaraki's mind. But he quickly shakes that thought away by shaking his head. You saw his hesitant. You saw his hand wrapping around himself. A warm smile appeared on your lips. 'He just wants to be held.' You grab Shigaraki's arm and pull him into an embrace. Shigaraki's body was tense against yours but sooner rather than later, he calms down and accepts the embrace. 

"It's ok. Whatever it is, You are ok now. You are safe in my arms. And there is nothing that is going to happen to you." You whisper softly into his ears. Shigaraki buries his head into your chest. He liked how soft your chest was, the softness was very foreign to him. He found it very nice. He wasn't aware that he was smiling the whole time but you did notice. A smile on your face as well. 

You couldn't help but think if anything were to happen to Shigaraki or anybody in this villain group, they would have to speak to you first. And she would gladly show them who's boss. Before the two could do anything else the door swings open to reveal Dabi. 

His eyes went from you to Shigaraki and then back to you. "What the fuck are ya doing?" Dabi questions. Shigaraki was about to jump out of your arms but your arms were too strong. They held him in place as you spoke to Dabi. "Oh, I just thought that Shigaraki needed to be held. And now I'm holding him. Speaking of people needing to be held. You are one of them." You point out. 

Dabi glares at you. "Don't you dare touch me with your crusty hands." Shigaraki side glances at Dabi, an offended expression on his face. "Sorry." Dabi grumbles. You roll your eyes. "Oh, You are such a baby. It won' t be that bad." You explain. Thoughts zoom through Dabi's mind. His lips lift up into a smirk. "Alright, I'll have a one of those." Dabi whispers. Making his way towards the two, closing the door behind him. 


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