Unexpected Connection

Running

I raise the can, the figure in front of me counters just as quickly, their movements fluid and practiced. With a deft flick of their wrist, they knock the canister from my grasp, sending it clattering to the ground. My hand is already up, fingers splayed as I unleash a stream of acid through the air-

The figure moves with surprising agility, dodging the corrosive spray with ease. In the dim light, their hood slips back, revealing a shock of unruly hair and a familiar set of crimson eyes.

"Shigaraki?" I gasp, my heart pounding in my chest as I realize who stands before me-

He grins while finishing his final strike- grabbing my wrist, twisting my arm behind my back. His grip firm but not unkind, his touch sending shivers through my body.

"Easy there, Pink," he says, his voice low and soothing. "No need for all that."

I swallow hard, my mind reeling. How did he find me? And why is he here?

He releases his cautious hold on my wrist, allowing me to turn and face him fully. As I do, I feel his fingers linger on my waist, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through me. His touch is gentle yet possessive, a silent reminder of his close presence.

"What are you doing here?" I manage to stammer out, my voice trembling slightly.

Shigaraki's lips curl into a sly grin, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Isn't it obvious?" he replies cryptically, his tone teasing. "I came to see you, Ashido."

Fuck...
It's exactly what I wanted him to say but also didn't.

I gaze into his eyes, I see something unexpected there - a hint of amusement, perhaps, or maybe something more. And in that moment, I realize that despite everything, there's a part of me that's inexplicably drawn to him.

As his fingers softly trace a small circle against my exposed skin above my waistband, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of apprehension and intrigue.

"You shouldn't be here," I finally manage to say, my voice tinged with uncertainty. "I have no idea how you even got in-"

He cuts me off with a playful grin. "Twice," he says simply, holding up two fingers, his eyes dancing with mischief.

I feel a blush creeping up my cheeks at his teasing remark, but before I can respond, he adds, "Don't worry, Pink. I know it's safe." He pauses, thoughtfully, "The heroes are much more concerned with something else right now."

My eyes widen, the feeling of dread pressing down on me. "Something else?"

He looks down for a moment, his expression briefly betraying a hint of vulnerability. "It's not something to do with my people," he says softly, his hand instinctively reaching up to scratch his neck. "And I don't believe any of them are in any actual trouble."

His words catch me off guard, and for a moment, I find myself at a loss for words at his... thoughtfulness.

Seeing his discomfort, I take a breath, summoning up all the courage I can muster, "So..." He looks back at me again and I smile, "Just admit it... you're stalking me."

He exhales a musing laugh, but meets my gaze with a sincerity that takes my breath away. "I can't help it," he says, his voice barely above a whisper as he reaches up, carefully brushing my cheek,  "There's something about you, Ashido. Something that draws me to you."

A rush of emotion washes over me at his words, and I feel my head spinning again with a dizzying mix of desire and excitement. In that moment, I have the overwhelming urge to pull him closer, to lose myself in the heat of the moment.

And as if reading my thoughts through my eyes, he takes the initiative, leaning down and pressing his lips against mine in a light but intentional kiss.

My hands roam across his torso, around his neck and I pull myself into him, deepening the kiss by parting my lips slightly.

With ease he wraps an arm around me, lifting and coaxing my legs to lock around his waist. He finds safe purchase on the adjacent tree, pinning my body between him and the trunk. Causing a moan to pass my lips, into his mouth- encouraging him to migrate down my neck, eliciting a gasp as my back arches, pressing into him harder.

Running my fingers through his hair, grasping harder on the strands behind his head to pull him back so our eyes can lock. Both panting as a primal lust posses us. His gaze fixated on mine as he runs two fingers up my thigh wrapped around him, to my waistband. Without breaking eye contact he unties my joggers and slips a hand underneath.

I gasp and try to reconnect our lips but he pulls back, grinning. Frustration overtaking, I try again and the same. Only this time he shakes his head slightly, his finger tips teasing the hem of my hipsters. I let out a sigh laced with irritation and squirm slightly, needing so much more.

Without warning, he removes his hand, unhooks my legs and plants me on the ground. My body sways, feel stripped. He chuckles at the look of discontent on my face.

"Now, now- Ashido," He pats my head in a condescending manner, "I didn't come here to fuck you in the middle of the woods..."

"I-" Reality growing more... unreal, "Then... I mean," His smile become more predator-like watching me stumble on my words. Getting irritated, I cross my arms and say firmly, "Why are you here."

"I wanted to give you this." He holds up a flip phone. I look at it, confused. Clearly a gesture he thought would be more obvious, he scratches his neck again and clarifies, "It's a phone."

"I know what a phone is, why are you giving me a phone?" 

"It's a burner phone, so we can uh... communicate."

"Oh..."

"Actually, I-" He starts to pocket the phone, uncomfortable again with the act of vulnerability but I quickly reach for it, brushing my hand against the back of his as I take it.

"Thank you," I say and stuff it into my pocket.

Our eyes lock again, feeling another pull towards him- I take a step closer but he retreats slightly, "You need to get back to campus..."

"I know...", I sigh.

He hooks a finger under my chin, tilting it up and gingerly kisses me, pulling away before I can melt into him once more and whispers against my lips, "I'll see you later." Kissing me again, "Ashido.."

He lifts his phone, clicks a button and almost instantly a warp gate appears. He winks at me before stepping through, leaving me alone.

I take out the burner, flipping it around in my hands. The screen lights up- 9:03PM

Curfew... Fuck..