Home Is Where You Feel Safest - ( 31 )

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So, last chapter and on my message board I said I was going to take a break. Well, how did that go you ask? Hmm, well to put it simply the guilt got to me and I wrote a chapter. Yay..... I think I have an inability to go on a break for more than a week. So.. here you go.

I just had my exams this week so I'm feeling a bit stressed honestly but I'll survive. Heres a drawing I drew as inspiration for this chapter. 

Damn, their necks are long

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Damn, their necks are long.

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Break? We don't know her POV

Shigaraki groaned as he leaned his head on the counter top. His light blue hair fell to the sided of his face and covered his face completely. His arms hung limply at his sides ; his body hunched on top a stool. Thoughts raced through the bluenette's mind and the teen couldn't help but let out a louder groan.

'What do I do? Master... or my friends...' Shigaraki rolled his head to the side, facing Kurogiri, who was thoroughly cleaning a glass. 'They looked... so happy. Could I be-'

He cut off his own thought as he realized what exactly he was thinking. He shouldn't think like that! Master saved him! Well, saved is a stretch but he saved him nonetheless. Gave him a purpose! Gave him a.. home. Was the villain base really his home? If he really thought about it, when was he actually satisfies and happy to be at the villain base? When he first arrived? Yeah, but that was because he was happy to finally be where there were other people like him. No, he was truly happy when the other three teens were there with him (and Kurogiri). The base was a house, a place to sleep, but it was not a home. Not to Shigaraki at least.

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Izuku laid on his bed, wide awake. He glanced to the clock on his bedside table and groaned. 2 AM. Eri was sleeping with Toga that night so here he was, alone, with his thoughts. Dangerous.

The memory from earlier that day flashed briefly across his mind. Who was that? Izuku couldn't help but feel like he was familiar. Where did he recognize him from? It was hard to see how he looked like, considering he was wearing a hoodie that covered his hair, living only wisps of colour to be seen. How was he supposed to know who the fuck THAT was from one colour? Wait... what was the colour of their hair? Green? Turquoise? No... light... blue. It was definitely light blue. He gasped and sat up straight in his bed. His green eyes widened and he brought a hand up to cover his gaping mouth. Shi-

Shigaraki?

What do you do when you realize that you basically abandoned your best friend with the most dangerous person on Earth?

Panic. Panic, that's what you do and that's what Izuku did.

How did he forget about Shigaraki? He swore under his breath before groaning and falling back into his pillow. It's too early for him to worry about this shit. He'll deal with this in the morning. "Wait, wasn't 2am considered the morning?" Izuku muttered quietly before promptly falling asleep.

When the greenette woke up, he was met with floor. A loud bang echoed throughout his room as his eyes blearily opened. He slowly sat up and turned his head towards the alarm beside his bed. He blinked a couple times before the time displayed actually registered. 7 am. Midoriya grumbled when he realized that he woke up before his alarm. He had half a mind to crawl onto his bed and just sleep again. He was about to before he remembered what happened at 2am. Shigaraki.

Izuku sighed before he pushed his body upwards so that he was standing. He ran his hand through his messy hair, smoothing the fluffy mess down a bit. Yawning, he swung his closet door opened and pulled out the hideous uniform. By now, he had accepted the fact that he had to wear the uniform every day. He lay the clothes onto his unmade bed before stumbling tiredly into the bathroom.

(a/n – Izuku's morning routine shoved haphazardly into the middle of this chapter.)

When he exited his room, fully dressed and ready for school, he realized that it was way too early for anybody else to be awake right now. The earliest that the others have ever woken up was 15 minutes before class started. That's why they're always late to class, because no one can fucking wake up! Here Izuku was, wide awake and ready to face the day an hour before anyone else was up. He sighed and ran his hand through his damp hair. He headed towards the kitchen, keeping his actions as silent as possible even though he knew for a fact that the rooms were soundproof.

He couldn't make anything too hard, since he had absolutely no skill in the kitchen. Izuku was pretty sure he was cursed. Every time he was in the kitchen while his mother was cooking, she would always, somehow, get injured. Maybe oil would splatter or she'd accidently cut herself but after it happening more than ten times, Inko had practically banned her son from the kitchen. However, his mum wasn't here anymore! So who's to stop him now! Izuku shook his head, pulling himself out of his thoughts, a frown now set on his face. The day was just going south way too fast.

Pulling cereal out of the cupboard and the mil out of the fridge, he decided to make himself cereal. Because there was no way he could mess that up, it was cereal! He poured the cereal first before the milk using the last of the milk. He decided that moving to the dining table was too much effort and ate his breakfast at the counter. He stared blankly into his cereal, slowly shovelling the cereal into his mouth, muttering "...Shigaraki."

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Shigaraki Tomura, or Shimura Tenko, stared aimlessly at the wall of alcohol in front of him. Kurogiri looked at him, worried. The bluenette had been staring listlessly for more than an hour with an expression that Kurogiri had only seen once before. He placed the glass he was holding down before picking up another. The hideout had been quieter after the three "traitors" were captured. Honestly, the mist was happy that they were gone, taken away from villainy. From what he's seen, they were happier than they were in the league.

'Now,' Kurogiri turned his gaze towards the teen that sat diagonally to him, 'How do I get Shigaraki away from the league?' 

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It's kinda a filler but it adds something at least.  This chapter is kinda short but what can you do?

Can you guess what's gonna happen? Can you? You probably can, you guys are smart after all.

Here's the sketch for the drawing in the beginning. 

Have a wonderful week! Don't overwork yourself like me

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Have a wonderful week! Don't overwork yourself like me. Do as I say, not as I do after all.

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