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Walking into the empty bar you look around to notice more people here than before and the TV just in the corner is playing your news broadcast.
Really?
Twice turns to you, his face expressive,”(Y/N)!” Everybody turns to you and looks you over and a few clap and cheer. You blink back in surprise and Toga drags you away from Dabi’s arms and over to Twice.
Dabi sighs heavily when you’re tugged away and he watches as the other villains begin to crowd you. He notices the redness that sweeps across your features at the amount of attention you’re getting, especially with it being good.
She’s so cute when she blushes...
“How did you do that?”,a reptile-like man approaches you with a killer grin. The other villains were wondering that too, considering there wasn’t a single sign of you being injured.
Toga pulls out one of her blade with a bit of flourish. The villains back up with narrowed eyes, knowing what a wild card Toga can be. Your brows pinch together when Toga grabs the top of your hair and pulls your head back.
She smiles as the other villains gasp when she stabs the blade into your neck. Thankful for using her casual knives the blade bends much to the others shock. Toga tosses it behind her without care.
“My my...so you’re indestructible?”,the villain known as Mr.Compress steps forward with a wide smile across his pale face. He leans in uncomfortably close to you and before you can respond you feel a strong hand tug you back.
“Yeah she is.”,you hear Dabis voice as his arm wraps around your neck to hold you to his chest,”But you’re not so back up.”
Mr.Compress backs up with a grin and you blink back wondering whats got Dabi so tense. Toga looks to Dabi with her usual smile yet her cat-like eyes are a bit more worried.
“Alright everyone back off the new recruit.”,you hear Kurogiri say while stepping forward and straightening his tie once more,”We have to take her to the back for more analysis.”
You try to step forward but Dabi’s arm is firm around your neck. You frown slightly and look up at him. His jaw tightens and he lets you go while pocketing his hands. You blink and look to Dabi.
“Today, rookie.”,you hear before feeling someones hand wrap around your wrist and pull you away from Dabi. Spinner blinks back,”Woah!” The other few villains look as Shigaraki grabs ahold of your wrists and no harm comes to you. But then you feel Dabi grab your wrist and Shigaraki stops short.
He looks at Dabi through the fingers of the hand. Dabi tilts his head yet keeps that same bored expression,”You don’t need to touch her freak.” You turn to Dabi with wide eyes and the villains fall silent as the room grows tense. You look back to Shigaraki and you pinch your brows together, you notice he’s wearing black gloves now.
Tugging your wrists from both of them you walk towards Kurogiri,”Neither of you need to grab me like that.”
Kurogiri leads you away and Mr.Compress lets out a loud laugh while tossing his hands up,”Drinks anyone?”
Kurogiri sighs while leading you past a door and into an office like room,”I apologize for their behavior. They’re both as hot-headed as can be.” You shrug and laugh lightly,”I know. But you know you seem really polite..”
He looks to you as he opens a drawer from the desk,”Yes. I am not a jackass. Its one of the many things I take pride in.” You hum out in slight amusement and turn to see the door open and Shigaraki walks in. He looks to Kurogiri before reaching up and removing the hand from his face.
When he does you look at his face.
Faint wrinkles crowd his red eyes. His lips are slightly uneven and chapped and a mole lies beneath them on the right. A scar also cuts through his right eye and left side of his lip.
Shigaraki can feel your eyes on him as he looks to Kurogiri gathering papers. With annoyance prodding at him and the knowledge of his ugliness he looks to you with a tilt of his head.
He can’t help but feel surprise when you don’t turn away. In fact...you smile at him.
Shigaraki gives you a strange look and you look away, a bit embarrassed for having attempted to give him a smile.
“So what’s your full name?”,Kurogiri questions as he gestures for you to sit down across the desk. He sits down across from you and Shigaraki simply leans against the wall.
Shigaraki watches you as you cross one leg over the other and he notices the way you bite the inside of your cheek before answering.
“(Y/N).”,Shigaraki pipes in when Kurogiri looks up,”Your full name.”
You bite the inside of your cheek again,”That’s it. I don’t have a last name.”,Kurogiri looks to Shigaraki and for a few moments Shigaraki eyes you. He then nods and Kurogiri continues to ask you questions.
This all occurring due to the fact that they can’t risk having a rat in their midsts.
Shigaraki’s eyes never left you. But you never even noticed. That was the first thing he could tell about you. You were not an observational one, even when Mr.Compress hit on you you weren’t embarrassed or shy. You were confused.
Shigaraki never cared for looks. But he had to admit you were pleasing to the eye. Very pleasing in fact.
And that smile you gave him not too long ago was even more pleasing than anything he’s seen in a while, not counting the life draining from people’s eyes.
Why did you smile at me...
Usually people turned away, showed indifference, blatant disgust...but you smiled?
Kurogiri stands up from his desk as do you,”Well welcome, (Y/N). We’re pleased to have you as an asset, now we need to take your measurements for your suit.” Your polite smile fell and you raised a brow,”Whats wrong with what I usually wear?”
Shigaraki runs a hand through his messy blue-hair and sighs heavily in more annoyance. Kurogiri looks to Shigaraki before looking to you,”If you get lit on fire or anything of the sorts we wouldn’t your clothes to burn up.”
You realize what else the news had captured and you nod slowly,”Right...” Kurogiri reaches into his drawer and pulls out a measuring tape before hearing his phone ring in his pocket.
Placing the tape on the table he pulls his phone from his pocket and nods,”I need to take this, I’ll be right back.” Kurogiri hurries out of the room and shuts the door, leaving you and Shigaraki in the room alone.
You look to the measuring tape and pick it up. Unraveling it Shigaraki pushes himself off of the wall,”What are you doing?” You shrug and pull the sticky notes from the top of the desk and pluck a pen from the cup,”I figured I’d do my own measurements, save him time.”
Shigaraki watches as you wrap the measuring tape around your waist and he raises a brow before stepping forward.
“You’ll get inaccurate numbers if you do that, let me.”,you’re about to protest until he grabs the tape from you. You roll your eyes,”Put your arms at your sides.” He commands and you can’t help but roll your eyes again but listening.
As he crouches down to look at the number around your waist you notice scarring around his neck. With furrowed brows he moves down to your hips after writing the number.
You feel a question poke at you as you spread your legs slightly and he measures your thighs,”Were you so rude about accepting me, Dabi, and Toga because we’re young?” Shigaraki rolls his eyes and grows irritated at this question,”I didn’t think you were powerful enough. This League is important. I can’t have children running around.”
You raise a brow and smile lightly as he measures your bust,”So you think we’re powerful enough now?” He rolls his eyes again and puts down the tape while writing the final numbers,”You took down one of the highest ranking Pro Hero’s. I don’t need to say anything.”
You smile and cross your arms over your chest with a soft laugh,”Hm I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot.” Shigaraki eyes you for a moment and you notice his eyes glance to your hands for a split second.
You hold your hand out,”Wanna meet again?” Shigaraki looks to your hand and he contemplates for a moment. After a few seconds you watch as he removes one of his gloves.
“When did you find your quirk?”,he finds himself out of character when he asks this and pulls off his other glove, tossing them onto the table.
“When I was five.”,you respond honestly and he nods slowly. He inhales deeply and you furrow your brows when he grabs your wrist and moves your hand. Your fingers face up and with his other hand he leans it against yours.
His is significantly bigger and you watch as his eyes remain on your hands.
Shigaraki presses his hand against yours and is unblinking. Your hand is so soft against his calloused one. So warm as well. The hand around your wrist drops to his side and he can’t stop himself again.
He doesn’t know how to cope with his feelings. Especially the ones he feels right now. The ones he feels as his fingers interlace with yours and his hand cups your cheek.
He just now notices the warm that has arisen to them and the soft red color they are.
His heart begins to pound. It begins to race as rubs the pad of his thumb along the apple of your cheek. And when his eyes meet your slightly wide and glittering one he feels something for once in his life.
He feels something other than anger, sadism, selfishness, arrogance, and bitterness.
He feels calm and warmth.
You blink back from the strange atmosphere around the two of you and your brows pinch when you notice a tear roll down Shigaraki’s cheek.
“Are you okay?...”,you question gently. When you reach up to wipe away his tear he snaps out his moment of euphoria. Swallowing hard he steps away from you and you feel like you can finally breathe. The air is strange and weird as he looks at you.
His jaw clenches and he shakes his head,”Get out.” He demands while running a hand through his messy and shaggy hair. You scoff,”What? No. You just—“
“I said get out!”,he rips the landline from the desk and tosses it across the room, right in your direction. You quickly dodge it and jump when it breaks and causes a crack in the wall.
Your chest rises and falls as your breathing increases. Shigaraki refuses to look at you, he eyes are wide and pupils tiny.
“What the hell is going on in here?”,Dabi slams open the door and hurries to you. He looks from Shigarakis shaking shoulders to your narrowed eyes, then to the broken phone and crack in the wall.
“What did you—“,you shake your head and grab ahold of Dabi’s hand. He looks down at you with slightly angered eyes,”Kurogiri said I’m done, I’m not in the mood for drinks can we go?”
Shigaraki’s eyes glimpse to your hand enclosed with Dabi’s partially scarred one. He feels a foreign feeling stab at his heart.
You look into Dabi’s turquoise colored eyes and plead with him. He looks down at you in slight disbelief.
Why are you protecting him...?
Dabi looks over the redness on your cheeks and the tip of your nose. Jealousy boils up in him. With a roll of his eyes he scoffs in annoyance,”Let’s go, then.” He guides you out first and looks to Shigaraki, you don’t hear what he says.
“Stay away from her you freak.”