𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧' |𝐭.𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐢

5- texting in lowercase

"Look who's back from the dead."

Shigaraki fell back on the couch, his back hitting the somewhat soft cushion as he carefully grabbed a biscuit from the common room table. 

"Where were you?" Dabi scoffed, as he sat down at the corner of the couch, legs settling on the footstool.

Where was he? Ever since your encounter with him, Shigaraki laid in bed for 5 days straight. Taking pain killers and drinking alcohol to minimize the pain. But it was useless, nothing did the trick like your quirk.

His mind, his body, had never had a moment of peace until you laid hands on it. But God, did he not want to go back to you. He was absolutely embarrassed and annoyed at his lack of self control.

He didn't want to need, he didn't want to want you.

"Hell." Shigaraki finally responded, cracking his neck as he shifted into a better position on the couch.

"I can tell." Dabi smiled, wanting to poke more fun at his leader. It was a while since he visited the league, ever since All For One broke from prison he had gone AWOL. And no one knew why.

All he did was ring the league here and there, checking up on them. Making sure they kept the paranormal liberation army in check. Toga and Labcoat were starting to tease him, calling him a dad. Which only made him threaten them more through the call.

Shigaraki groaned in frustration, as he stood up, "This couch is uncomfortable, throw it away, matter of fact no, burn it."

Dabi laughed, "Alright, you're usually in a pissy mood but today you seemed even more cranky. What happened?"

Shigaraki chewed on his lower lip, you hadn't left his mind all night. In fact the ink you left on him a few nights ago had washed away, but the number was saved in his phone, taunting him. Practically begging him to call you later.

"I went to Kamino Ward yesterday like you said." He began, leaning against the wall, "I went looking for Bright Eyes."

Dabi's eyes widened, "Oh damn, wait I actually thought the guy was a myth. The dude exists?"

Shigaraki's suddenly felt his skin get hot, he didn't want to tell him you were a girl. For some reason that only made him feel even more embarrassed. 

"Yeah," He gulped, "I'm thinking of actually meeting him some time later this week for a proper session. But now I'm not so sure."

Dabi nodded, "I heard he's real good. Seriously, I burned this guy practically to a crisp. And apparently he went to this guy and had him brand new in less than 3 days. That guys quirk is potent stuff man."

Shigaraki couldn't help but frown as Dabi spoke wonders of you. He knew you were great, and that's what bothered him the most.

Because had he not been in pain, walking around with broken bones, he couldn't need you in the first place. For crying out loud you were the enemy. He should be finding ways to kill you not meet up with you.

"Yeah the thing is, he doesn't want to meet at his usual spot. Says he doesn't wanna put the other villains in danger."

Dabi scoffed, "Who gives a shit about the other villains. What is this guy Robin Hood?"

"No, he doesn't steal stuff." Shigaraki answered, reiterating what you said earlier. Wait. Why was he repeating what you said? Crap your every conversation from that night was repeating over and over in his mind.

But whyyy.

Was he already developing quirk withdrawal symptoms from you?

"Why don't you bring him here? The others won't mind."