Unexpected Connection

Euphoric

Shigaraki laces an arm around my waist, providing a steady anchor, as he wears a cocky smirk. He guides us through the crowd, retracing our steps to the entrance hall. Glancing back momentarily, the club seems like a dream.

Once outside, we return to the familiar intersection where we first arrived. With a brief phone call, the warpgate materializes once more. Tenderly, he lifts me in his arms, carrying me through to the other side. Back in my dorm, he settles me onto my bed, lingering on the edge of my mattress as he pulls off my boots. Meeting his gaze, I find myself longing for him to stay. Without overthinking or really.. Thinking at all about the potential risks, I reach out and grasp his leg. "Stay..." I implore softly, a brazen tug of desperation in my voice. "Please, just a little longer..."

"Um..." His gaze flickers around uncertainly, scratching his throat. "I'm not sure if that's a good idea, Pink." He looks back down at me, then with a resigned sigh, kicking off his shoes. "Alright alright..." he concedes, slipping into bed beside me, his arm encircling me protectively as I nestle against his chest, with a smile and hushed squeal. A low chuckle rumbles from deep within him, its vibrations lulling me into a peaceful slumber. I feel his lips press against the crown of my head, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on my back. “Sleep well,” he whispers. As my consciousness drifts, I respond back, “You too, Shiggy.”

I slowly blink my eyes open, the morning light filtering through the curtain casting a warm glow in the room. I groan, my mind foggy with sleep as I start waking up more. As I shift my hand, I feel someone beside me in the bed, What the fuck… With a jolt, I sit up, my eyes widening in alarm.

Startled awake, Shigaraki jerks upright, his eyes equally wide with panic. In his sudden movement, his hand accidentally grips the blanket, and I watch as it disintegrates into nothingness. “Fuck- I’m so sorry! I didn’t-”  But he seems genuinely upset, his breaths coming in shallow gasps as he stares at the disintegrated fabric.

Reaching out a hand to touch his arm, "It’s okay…" I say softly

He jumps at my touch, staggering out of bed- his panic escalating. "I wasn't supposed to fall asleep," he mutters to himself, his voice trembling with anxiety, scratching at his throat. "I can't… I can’t risk it..."

My heart aches at the torment evident in his words and expression. I get up, wanting to comfort him, but he instinctively tries to push me away with his arm. Despite his resistance, I wrap my arms around him, holding him close as I whisper, "It's alright… I am fine…"

Gradually, his panicked breathing begins to ease, and he leans into my embrace, his tense muscles relaxing. I feel him tremble slightly against me, his vulnerability laid bare in that moment. I hold him tighter, rocking slightly side to side.

"It's okay," I whisper, rubbing his back gently. "I am so sorry I startled you…"

He lets out a shaky breath, his hands clenching at his sides as he tries to calm himself. "I knew this was stupid," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.

I shake my head, offering a small smile as I cup his face with my hands,  "Hey, listen- it. is. okay. We are both okay.” I boop his nose, “Say it with me!”

A hint of amusement flickers in his eyes at my attempt to lighten the mood. "I guess-” letting out a long sigh, “Guess I owe you a new comforter…”  he says with a wry grin.

I chuckle softly, relieved to see him beginning to relax. "Yeah… it was pretty ugly anyway."

He lets out a breathy laugh, the tension in the room dissipating with the sound. "What time is it?" he asks, glancing around the room.

Checking my phone on the bedside table and laugh. "Almost noon"

"Hmm..." He pulls his phone out of his pocket, his brow furrowing in concern. "That's odd..."

I settle back on the bed, crossing my legs. "What is it?"

He glances up at me, a conflicted expression fleeting across his face before he returns his attention to his phone. "Kurogiri usually checks in with me. I sent him on a mission, but he hasn't gotten back to me."

"Oh..." I remain seated, trying to maintain my composure while my mind races. I hadn't considered all the logistics of his life outside of our encounters. Of course, he has his own plans and responsibilities, things he wouldn't typically share… especially with a UA student… especially not in her dorm room, after-

"He's not picking up..." He interrupts my thoughts, crossing back over to the bed. "Which could be bad news..." His voice trails off as he absentmindedly runs his fingers through my hair, his gaze distant. "Hmm."

Looking up at him, tilting my head slightly. His eyes meet mine again, "No cheat code."

Understanding floods through me, and I curse under my breath. "Ah, damn..."

He chuckles and tousles my hair gently. "Yeah..." Opening his phone once more, he dials another number, the call answered after a couple of rings. A gravelly voice responds from the other end, providing an update unprompted. He hangs up without saying anything.

There is a very long pause, for what feels like eternity and then he smiles down at me, “Well.. You wanted me to stay longer…”

I can’t help myself from laughing, “Nooooo…. Fuck… wait- is he?”

“Not dead, just detained. How that happened,” he scratches his neck, “I am not sure…” looking off again, then takes a seat next to me. “I’ll just have to wait til it gets darker out, it's not an issue. I’m sorry that I will be staying here longer than intended…” his voice trails off as he apologizes.

I reach over, kissing him deeply in response- he returns without hesitation. Pushing him back on the bed and crawling up his body. I pull back for a second, looking down at him. His cheeks rosey with a slight blush, hair even more wild from sleeping on it. He looks so innocent and adorable in this moment. With a grin, I tease, “Well, we will have to find some ways to kill some time then.” A devilish smile creeps across his lips and his eyes flicker from bashful to hungry.

Knock-Knock-Knock

We both look towards the door, then back at each other as we say in unison “Shit…”