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Shikichi Miho POV

It was weird to see him so caring through these days, it had been almost five days. I knew he liked my quirk because it counteracted his. I couldn't even begin to understand what he had to go through, not being able to touch anyone without essentially killing them. 

That must've really screwed him up. 

And maybe that's also why he requires so much physical affection from me because he's finally able to.

I wondered if people had noticed I was gone yet. Probably not seeing as I'm a cave gremlin at its finest. On the other hand, I was missing shifts so they were probably noticing their missing nurse. 

Especially Shintani,
god she must be so panicked. She always got worried way too fast. And now I was MIA she's probably breathing down the officers neck as they weren't being fast enough with finding me. 

Selfish of you to think that they would have called the police. 

I hit my head trying to drown the voices of insecurities making themselves heard. I sighed and looked around the room as if I would find a new escape route that I could have missed even after analysing this ugly room 1753 times. 

Once again Tomura-kun had left without leaving any details of where he was headed. I sighed and stood up again walking towards the door knowing fully well that it was locked. Before I could even reach out for the door it slammed open, I was surprised the door didn't break as it did with the lock. I yelped in surprise and fell back on my butt. 

In the doorframe was a young girl in a school uniform with her blonde locks tied in space buns. She looked very excited upon seeing me. She shrieked with her arms in the air. 

"Toga, what the hell did we tell you-" another man came through the doorframe and stopped his scolding as he saw he was too late and the girl had already barged in. "You're awake!" she squealed and skipped over to me. 

The man wore a body suit and had put his hands in his sides looking like a disappointed father. She waved her hand in front of my face. 

"Helloo?" I looked back at her and she smiled. "Toga, please Shigaraki will kill us when he finds out that we went to her- like we care what he thinks- he'll definitely get mad- shut up!" He argued with himself making me raise a brow. The blonde girl looked back at her... friend?

"Shut it Twice." The girl turned her attention back on me. "My name is Himiko Toga, but you can call me Toga-chan." She had a big grin placed on her face. 

"Toga, I don't think you fully thought this through." Toga looked back up at him with an irritated look as her friend(?) continued with the questions. "How so?"

The girl sneered. "Well what do we with her now? I mean we can't let her out- but we could- no we really shouldn't." Toga frowned at the man she had called Twice? I think. 

She turned her head back at me. Before she could even start her sentence a cold raspy voice interrupted her from the door. 

"I thought I had made myself clear." 

Toga froze for a second and quickly stood up with a spin, so she was facing the light-haired man who was glaring intensely at her while twice stood to the side fearing for his friend. 

Once again he quickly reminded me of a cat who was in a mood. His glare didn't really scare me, maybe because it wasn't directed at me. Still it was odd when I thought about it, I was scared when he took me but once I figured he had no intention of hurting me, it was like all the fear had just magically disappeared. 

I may be a doctor, but I was still also interning and not technically an official nurse just yet. And I didn't specialize in psychology. It was a wonder how fast I got into the hospital. Apparently I was a fast learner. 

He still glared at her and pointed behind at the door without changing his course of sight. 

"Out." 

She nodded and headed out the door. 

"We'll talk about this later." 

I got concerned at his definition of talking. 

They closed the door and his eyes found me.. still sitting on the floor.
As I realised that I was still sitting I scrambled to my feet, dusting of non-existent dirt off my clothes. I avoided his gaze, he stretched his hand to me but before he could grab me. 

"Did you hurt yourself?" he stopped in his tracks and followed my gaze to his hand which held a long cut. I just remembered when he got into my apartment he held the sharp side of the knife before disintegrating it. I didn't let him respond, I don't even think he was going to. 

"Do you have a med kit?" it was technically already healing but he had scratched it open again and if he kept that up it was going to get infected. He looked up at the desk where a small med kit stood. 

I walked up to the desk and unzipped the white bag. Seeing already some used things that were messily put back in. 

"It'll do." I grabbed it and sat on the bed, when he didn't follow me I looked back up at him just staring at me. I softly patted on the bed. He frowned shortly but made his way over to the bed and plopped down softly. 

I took a cloth and then realised I had no water to use for cleaning. I caught sight of the water bottle I had used, I grabbed it and wetted the cloth before taking his hand and started to clean the cut. 

I kept feeling his eyes on me as I focused on my work, I wouldn't say it was annoying but it was a bit nerve wrecking. So, I wasn't scared of his looks but I still got nerve wrecked... all right. I sighed at myself internally. 

"What?" 

I glanced up at the sudden noise. He was looking at me. 

"Huh?"

He used his other hand to point at my face. 

"You made a face." I frowned before I understood what he meant. "Oh, that.." I got flustered as I didn't quite know what to say. I had a tendency when I was talking to myself that I sometimes made a face as if I was actually saying at out loud, "Its just- I was thinking that's all." 

He raised his brow slightly but fortunately for me he didn't question it any further. I wrapped his hand with a bandage and ended with tying the two ends together. 

"All done." I looked up at him to see he didn't even look at his hand, he just kept his eyes on me. "Everything oka-" 

He cut me off by pulling my arm getting me closer and connecting our lips.