The Guardian Villain ( Shigaraki x Reader)

No Need For Worry

    23 missed calls from Giri. Guess sneaking out of base raised cause for worry. I guess I should call him back. I need to pass the time somehow.

    "Finally. What took you so long to get back to me?"

    " I have a job you know."

    " A day job. You should be back at night."

    " I don't need you telling me when I should be back at base. So why did you call me all of those times?"

    " All for One wants you to watch the sports festival this weekend. He thinks there may be something interesting to see." That's it? A stupid sports festival.

    " Already had plans to. My patient was going to watch it so she could see how her students were doing. Her hero friend doesn't tell her much."

    " Just don't forget who you are while you're there. You are a villain." He hung up after that line. Of course I'm not going to forget.

    " Stupid Giri. Of course he'd say something like that." Oof. " Sorry didn't mean to run into you."

    " Oh you must be the caretaker. Nice to finally meet you. Y/n has nothing but good things to say." Shit. When did I get back here? I can't let him see my face.

    " You're usually gone by now. Did something happen to her?" Hopefully he doesn't ask how I know that he's gone.

    " Nothing too big. Just a little bit of a panic session." How can he say that so calmly?

    " What??? What happened?"

    " She got out of bed to come help me in the kitchen without me realizing it. She saw my knife and apparently had a flashback." Why wasn't he keeping an eye on her? She's not supposed to be out of bed unless she's going to the bathroom or washing up.

    " I've gotta get in there." Stupid heroes. I made my way towards the door and then heard him say.

    " No wonder she likes you. You obviously take good care of her." I barely do anything. All I do is change her bandages and get her food. She takes her medicine and stuff all by herself.

    When I get inside I quietly make my way through the house. I don't know why I'm being cautious. Something just tells me that I need to be gentle.

    When I approached her room I figured out why. For the second time this week I walk in to see y/n crying. This time though it's not loneliness that caused it. This time it was something worse. This time it's because something was taken from her.