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—The Demons—

My life feels as if it's turning into something so crazy. I sit up from the concrete floor, looking up at the sunset colors in the sky. I never realized how calming the rooftop was. I didn't go to school. Mother didn't allow it since the incident, so I just came out here.

I haven't seen my back yet, but Izuku told me there were scars. Looking back at my life, I've never fought like that, the pain of it all. I guess All Might's training helped me too.
With a groan, I close my eyes and press the sides of my balled fists against my forehead.

My throat stings.

I want to think I'm crazy. I want to think this is all of this is just a dream. But it isn't. My stomach churns and rolls. I don't trust myself anymore, why can't I?
I want to tell Izuku. I need to tell Izuku.
I swallow back my words. If he were by my side more often, I might have told him already. Everything. Izuku, my dearest brother, I'm so sorry. My skin feels too tight, and my blood too thin. Anger builds up in me.

I'm alone.

The only person I can trust is myself. I have learned nothing. Has growing up failed to understand responsibility...
I felt like a machine, trying to stop myself from crying as I sat up, pulling my knees towards my chest. I was someone who wanted to help people, and in some way, I am, but all of this could've been over if I just told Izuku or All Might.

Suddenly, warm hands close on my shoulders, the sensation was familiar, and my eyes closed. Warmth kindled in my chest as his scent invaded my nose. Everything felt like a pause as Shigaraki pulled me towards him, my back pressed on his body.

"Why are you here?" I ask softly, the cries in the back of my throat making an almost cracking sound.

"I needed to see you."
His response left a worried smile on my lips. As he stroked my h/c locks, Shigaraki pressed his head against the crook of my neck. I could feel his lips pressed on my skin, yet no movement. I don't know how long we stayed there, but I would stay there forever if I had a choice.

"Why did you save me?"

The question caused Shigaraki to subtly tense. I stand up and look down at him while keeping my distance. "You've told me you wanted to kill me, yet you struggled to let me go two days ago..."

His head sank.
"I want you to be near me at all times."

"I can't-"

"You're making me worse."

I was cut off when he suddenly grabs my wrist tightly, appearing in front of me. His face close to mine. It hits me that I could move and fight back. The perfect position to send a deadly shock, but...I refused to. Again.

I refused to kill him because I wanted him alive.
"How am I making you worse?" I asked, leaning inches closer towards his lips, but all I was looking into was his glistening eyes. The crimson soft color and its enticing glow were hypnotic.

Shigaraki let me go and clutched his chest. I look at his expression as he whispers soft 'boom boom' sounds, going faster every second. He took my hand and pressed it to where his heart was.
I blushed hearing the sound of his heart, going too fast as he looked straight at me.
He looked angry, but I couldn't help but see the red tints on his cheeks.
"Shigaraki..."

He couldn't-

"Y/n?"