Week two of living with the strange man now known as Tomura Shigaraki. Rooming was still quite strange, but the two had grown somewhat fond of each other, even though the name calling and constant arguing was still a factor they needed to work on. Surprisingly, Basil had started to come out of the room more as well, even going outside upon her own will, though, all she would do is sit on the porch and bask in the sun, watching as Duke herded cattle or would just simply help around the farm.

The two sat on the porch boredly as they looked out over the field of cattle, the wind just barely picking up stranded flowers and dust as it soared across the decent amount of land. Y/N furrowed her brows watching as some of the overgrown grass waved at her almost mockingly, taunting the bored girl. "UUUUGH! I WANNA GO OUT AND DO SOMETHING!" She shouted in aggravation, slamming a fist on the withered old table. Shigaraki looked at the girl in annoyance, his hands shoved into the pocket of his hoodie, fumbling with his completely useless phone. "Can you shut up. You got kicked in the rib by one of the damn cows just yesterday. How can you focus on working?" Shigaraki asked in annoyance as he poked at the hand on his face, trying to figure out how the simple girl can be such a busy body, even when she's injured. "I FEEL NO PAIN- ACK!" Y/N practically choked on her own words, trying to flex but only caused the large bruise on her side to get irritated, sending a wave of pain through her body. The injured girl slunk back into her seat in disappointment, ignoring the look she received from her room mate. "Uh huh. It's supposed to be our break day anyways. What the hell are you gonna do when there's no orders and nothing needs to be fixed up? I double checked this morning. There's nothing to do." Shigaraki shot down as he furrowed his brows in complete confusion at the girl. "I hate just sitting! I could be taking peppermint out for a ride or making extra food for if someone suddenly orders! I'm not used to just sitting around!" The girl complained as she placed her face flat on the surface of the table.

Shigaraki scoffed at the girls eagerness to work and looked back out over the grass filled land. "Just sit down for a second. Why do you even wanna put yourself through the damn stress of working? That's like knowing that you're health bar is low and you head out for a boss battle out of nowhere." Shigaraki said, the comparison not even stumping the girl. Y/N looked up from the table at Shigaraki with furrowed brows, a strange intensity in the girls eyes as she stared at the hand man. Shigaraki froze at the girls icy stare, her eyes reminding him of a blue flame user that he met not so long ago. "I know myself better than anyone; when you give me an inch I'll take a mile. I can't get stuck in a loop of not doing anything. Not again." The woman said almost intensely before, wincing in sudden pain, slamming her head back onto the the table with a loud thud. "God damn it!" The girl cried, her words muffled due to her current position. Shigaraki rolled his ruby eyes at the pained girl, slumping further into his seat with a groan. "Then make a resting action your job for now. Like streaming or something. You can still make money if your good enough or have decent humor that pleases the masses." Shigaraki said as he removed the hand from his face, setting it down on the table before refocusing his attention on the girl. "No can do. Last time I streamed, I got some fucked up fan art and fics. None of it was bad but still. It kinda freaked me out..." The girl said awkwardly before shivering at the memory of the sickening art. Shigaraki furrowed his brows at the woman's invisible flashback and shrugged. "Not sure what you mean but I get it. Most creeps tend to sexualize women who like playing video games.. Do you have any other hobbies?" Shigaraki said as he watched the girl fiddle with the clawed hand, poking and prodding at the palm and fingers. "I like taking care of my farm-" "No." The girl was shot down by Shigaraki, and groaned, rolling her eyes as she lightly poked at one of the fingers.

"I guess art is kinda a hobby. I dropped it a few years ago though." The girl finally answered as she furrowed her brows, clenching her jaw in slight disappointment as Shigaraki slipped the leathery appendage out of her hands and placed it back on his face. Shigaraki shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket in thought before turning to the girl, his disheveled hair swaying to the side letting one of his eyes peak over the crevasse of the hand. Y/N looked over almost boredly as she locked eyes with the hand man, neither of them interrupting the silence for what seemed like forever. "What kind of art?" Shigaraki finally asked, some curiosity in his tone.

What could this strange girl do that's in the slightest way, artistic? Sure. She's obviously a carefree and wild person but what else is there? She doesn't even seem like the type to just sit down and create something out of her own creativity. Hell! She can barely sit in her spot while she's injured and just chill for a second. So how is there more to this seemingly simple woman?

The girl furrowed her brows in thought before shrugging and looking out at the fields, watching as a couple of calves head butted one another playfully. "Everything I guess. Kinda just drifted around really. But once I realized it wasn't something I wanted to peruse, and that it wouldn't support me financially in the future, I dropped it. Everyone was surprised, but happy that I made such a big choice like that, and after a few months of a minimum wage job and learning how to harvest my own crops, I ended up here." The girl droned on, the somewhat long explanation revealing some of her past to the hand man. Shigaraki looked at the girl in confusion letting curiosity wave over his thoughts, bringing up a list of questions he wasn't all to happy to have unanswered. "Well, that doesn't really tell me much." He said blankly, earning an annoyed groan from the girl. "What kind of art did you do? Or was it really just a mix of everything?" Shigaraki asked as he pulled his hood over his head and leaned against his palm, picking at the chipping sun bleached paint on the table, looking for some sort of entertainment. Y/N hummed to herself in thought before laying her head in her arms. "I guess I never got into dancing and music much. Though drums were hella awesome to play." Y/N answered. "Drums?" "Yep. Used to play the drums back in high school." The two exchanged as they looked at one another. Shigaraki furrowed his brows at the girl before shrugging with a slight groan. "Why am I even surprised?" Shigaraki, pushed his over grown locks out of his face, struggling somewhat due to the fact that it was all tangled.

The girl rolled her eyes at the hand man, ignoring his comment as she looked at his tangled and most likely dry hair. "Hey, Shigaraki. Do you take care of your hair properly?" She asked suddenly, throwing off the crusty man. "What kind of a fuckin question is that?" Shigaraki snapped as he glared down at the girl in aggravation and annoyance, scratching as his neck lightly. The action didn't go unnoticed by Y/N as she held her hands up defensively, her palms exposed to Shigaraki. "Don't take any offence man. Just trying to make sure that your taking care of yourself properly. How do you care for your hair?" The girl explained herself, ignoring the slight pain in her side as she sat up straight awaiting an answer. Shigaraki continued to scratch at his neck, but glared at the girl as he let the question slide, and looked away from her. "Of course I know how to take care of my own hair. Shampooing isn't that hard to do ya know?" Shigaraki grumbled as he glared at nothing. The hand mans response caused the girl to perk up somewhat, trying to think of a way to ask her next question with out having the hand man boil over in annoyance. "I'm guessing you only use shampoo?" She asked quietly as she placed her arms down on the table, noticing the sound of scratching had died down somewhat. After a while Shigaraki nodded slightly, a bored expression taking over his features as he awaited the girls conclusion, not exactly expecting the girls next words. "Welp. That answers a lot. Come on. It's time you get pampered up a bit." The girl said as she stood up swiftly, the old wooden chair scraping against the porch raggedly. "What?" The hand man asked in confusion and slight concern for himself at the girls words, not even getting up from his seat. Y/N stepped around from the table making her way to the front door of the small house, looking to Shigaraki as she held the screen door open in front of herself. "Imma teach you a few things. Trust me, it'll help you a lot in the future." The girl said with a slight smile before walking into the farm house, not even waiting for the hand man.

Shigaraki glanced around before looking down to Duke who was staring at Shigaraki, almost as if telling him he should run. "Hand man, come on!" Y/N shouted from inside the house. Shigaraki groaned as he rolled his eyes and stood from the chair, slumping his figure into the house almost solemnly, the sound of nails clacking against the wood flooring as Duke followed behind the hand man. Shigaraki looked at the girl with a bored expression, his back slumped as he lightly pulled his hood closer to his form, only to cringe as Y/N quickly reached up and ran her fingers through his hair pushing his hood down in the process. "Nope! We're taking care of that mess right now." The girl almost demanded as she tossed the hand man a towel. "What are you you talking about?" Shigaraki snapped as he glared at the girl, not exactly happy with the sudden contact. Y/N ignored Shigaraki as she walked into the bathroom and grabbed a shampoo and conditioner bottle along with a small container of shea butter before starting up the shower. "Hand man get in here!" The girl shouted as she set the items down on the countertop, ignoring the large crack across the marble counter top, making a note to herself to fix it later. Shigaraki groaned like an annoyed child as he walked into the restroom and stood in the door way, glaring at the girl from behind. "What the hell do you want?" He asked slinging the pastel F/C towel over his shoulder. "Your going to take a shower and what I want you to do is wash your hair how you normally do but then after that put a glob of conditioner in your hair and spread it through your dry assed hair. Let it sit up until the end of your shower, that's when you rinse the stuff out. When your done call me in, but please put clothes on. That'd just be weird." The girl instructed before walking out of the restroom, slamming the door somewhat.

Shigaraki cringed at the girls assertiveness, before looking at his reflection that slowly became foggier with each passing second. "She made the water hot." He complained as he adjusted the knobs, making the water cool, but not uncomfortable. Huffing, the hand man looked down at the hamper that was now half way full of his clothes, along with his room mates, before removing his hoodie and tossing it into the short basket. Silently complaining to himself about how the woman was acting like she was his mom, he stripped out of his clothes, tossing them into the hamper with his hoodie before stepping into the shower, his feet escaping the soft bathroom mat on the floor. 

# # #

Y/N sat comfortably on the couch as she waited for the hand man, watching her favorite Korean drama, slightly laughing to herself as the main protagonist ignored the constant screaming in the background as he spoke to the same guy that tried to shoot him a few episodes ago. "왜 크리프처럼 나를 따라다니고 있는가? (Why the hell are you following me around like some creep?)" The zombie man asked as he stared at the man who stood tall above him yet still seemed intimidated by the shorter male. "그럼 난 -(Well I-)" "L/N! What now!?" Shigaraki called from the other room interrupting the woman's peace. Letting out a slight groan the woman paused the show and got up from the couch, stretching her hands high above he head before relaxing. "At least he used my name." She laughed dryly, making her way to the back room, Duke glancing up at the woman before going back to sleep as she escaped his line of vision.

"Alright, Hand man. Lets see how you did." Y/N hummed as she walked into the restroom, only to sputter a laugh at the sight of Shigaraki who's hair was dripping wet and hanging in his face, still looking disheveled as ever. The woman winced slightly as she took a deep breath to compose herself. "Alright. just kinda dry your hair off a bit and I can show you what to do." The woman said as she pulled out her phone and scrolled through her social, ignoring the annoyed looks from Shigaraki. Rolling his eyes, the hand man grabbed his towel and began to dab the towel in his hair, even grabbing the longer strands and ringing water out of them to keep water from dripping onto him. Once his hair was no longer soaking wet he looked to the woman with his usual annoyed expression and cleared his throat, catching her attention. "Oh your done?" "No shit." Shigaraki shot down as the girl copied the hand mans annoyed expression. "Right, whatever. But! Your hair texture is similar to a friend of mine and she says that this worked better for her hair than any other product." The woman said as she put away the container of shea butter and pulled out a bottle of a strange oil. "What the hell is that?" Shigaraki asked barely hiding his concern for the strange liquid in the small bottle. "It's avocado oil you weirdo. It's just got perfumes in it so it doesn't smell like you put a fat based fruit in your hair." Y/N said before popping the lid open and handing the bottle to the hand man who almost looked threatened by the new substance. "Just put a small amount of this in the palm of your hand and rub it through your hair. That should make your hair look better than it had before." The woman instructed, trying to not laugh at Shigaraki as he sniffed at the oil before putting a small drop in his hand. "Ya gotta put more than that dude." Y/N laughed as she put a little more into Shigaraki's hand, putting the bottle away right after. "Now just rub that through your hair." The woman said as she pulled out her phone once again. 

Shigaraki looked at his reflection with furrowed brows, before taking his hand and running it back and forth through his hair, the thought of distributing it not even in his mind. The hand man silently grumbled to himself as his fingers would get stuck in small tangles or just get stuck between strands and locks. "Dude. What are you doing?" Y/N asked with a slight smile, a glistening line going through the hand mans hair. "Whaddaya mean what am I doing? You told me to do this bull crap." Shigaraki snapped as he glared at the woman who only laughed at the hand man. "Alright, Alright. Lemme show you what I meant." Y/N laughed as the grabbed the hair product and put a small amount in her hand, rubbing her palms together, before looking back up at Shigaraki with a quirked brow. "Alright, just bend over and try to remember what I'm showing you." Y/N instructed as she held out her palms. Shigaraki glared at the woman in slight uncertainty before doing as he was told. Y/N smiled somewhat at how much Shigaraki had changed from when they first met, remembering how he would try and argue or snap back whenever she requested him to do something small or not so entertaining, yet now he would just glare or complain but do as he's told. "Good boy!" Y/N poked fun at the hand man as she placed her hands in his hair, stopping him from looking up to glare at the woman. Shigaraki glared at the wood flooring of the bathroom, annoyed with how she had treated him like a dog. "Can you not. It's fuckin annoying." Shigaraki complained as he kneeled down into a comfortable position, his glare still pointed towards the ground. "Come on I'm just poking fun. No harm done." Y/N laughed ass she ran her fingers through Shigaraki's hair, only receiving an annoyed groan as he relaxed under the woman's touch, but obviously wouldn't admit it as he pursed is lips, his demeanor calmer than it had been before.

"Alright all done! I even trimmed it up a bit so your hair wouldn't be in your way." Y/N announced as she put away the small hair utensils and draped a towel over Shigaraki's head, knocking him out of his tranced state, quickly standing up straight as he carefully held the towel in place, his pinky's pointed out. "It's strange how fast your hair grows anyways. Must be a pain in the ass." The woman droned on as she dried her hands off and exited the Bathroom but not without petting Basil who had been wandering around the house quietly, her tail swaying majestically even though she was hairless, almost like she knew she was flawless. The woman smiled at the small feline as she left the room, Shigaraki following behind as he dried his hair off with the now damp towel, the feeling of his neck being freed from his over grown locks almost like euphoria to the hand man. "How'd you know I wanted it cut?" Shigaraki asked with furrowed brows as he pulled the towel down from on top of his head revealing his less messy and more healthy looking hair. "Well you seemed annoyed with it for the past few days, even when we went to visit Bret. So I figured I'd do you a favor, and cut your hair." Y/N responded as she grabbed a protein bar that was sitting in a basket on the coffee table, before plopping back on the couch, pulling her knee up close to her chest, as she grabbed the game controller, and went back a minuet or two on 'Kiss Me I'm Dead!!', wanting to sort of recap before she continued to the scene she was on earlier.

Shigaraki didn't bother to complain about the show as he sat down on the floor in front of the couch and watched intently. "Hand man, you understand any of this?" Y/N asked as she looked down at Shigaraki. "Ya know since this is a different language, and the sub's are in English." She continued as Shigaraki glared up at her before refocusing on the projection. "Not completely, no. But some words are similar to Japanese dialect." The hand man answered as he continued watching the show boredly. "You know Japanese. You should know this." Shigaraki suddenly pointed out as he looked back up at the woman. Y/N gave the hand man a sort of sheepish grin as she tugged at a strand of her hair awkwardly. "I should, it's just I never really pay attention to the language itself but the subtitles." She answered with a slight laugh, making Shigaraki roll his eyes in annoyance, letting out a slight scoff. The H/C haired woman laughed slightly to herself before refocusing on the projection, as did the hand man. 

Minuets into the show, Shigaraki had reached his hands up and began to run his fingers through his now mostly dry locks, trying to replicate the feeling he had received from the woman beside him as he even massaging his scalp almost haphazardly, messing up his hair and disturbing the peace in the process. Y/N looked over at the hand man with a quirked brow, wondering what the hell he was doing to his hair. 'Is the avocado oil messing with him? No, that cant be it. Could he just be feeling his hair? He's probably not used to how soft it is now.. No, not that either. Knowing him, he couldn't give two shit's whether or not his hair was soft or not.' The woman slightly racked at her brain as she focused her attention on the hand man who was still messing with his hair, unknowing of the woman's stare. "Hand man you good?" Y/N asked as she sat up properly, holding her gaze on Shigaraki who only groaned in annoyance before throwing his head back, removing his hands from his hair. "Okay.." The woman trailed as she held her gaze on the hand man, pausing the show just as the the shooter was gonna confess his feelings to the zombie man. After a few minuets that seemed a bit too long just to be minuets, Shigaraki spoke up, annoyance laced in his tone. "What were you doing with my hair?" He finally asked. Y/N quirked her brow in confusion. "What do you mean dude?" Y/N asked quirking her brow at Shigaraki, laying her cheek on her palm as she held her gaze on the hand man.

Shigaraki struggled in his mind to word things properly, mentally cursing the girl for not understanding what he meant. "Nothing." Shigaraki said surprisingly quiet as he sat up straight and reached back up to fumble with his hair, unable to ask about what the woman had done to his hair, confusing himself with his sheepishness. Y/N tooted her lips as she watched the hand man run his fingers through his hair almost aggravatedly before reaching over and scratching at his neck with just as much aggression, the sound almost painful to the girl. 'Wait does he mean..' Y/N scooted over on the couch and sat behind Shigaraki before crossing her legs staring down at the top of the hand mans head intently, hoping she wasn't doing the wrong thing. 'Here goes nothin..' The woman let out a slight sigh as she reached out and planted her hands on the top of Shigaraki's head, causing him to stop scratching at his neck almost instantly, the pads of his fingers lingering on the fresh wounds on his neck. Y/N slightly smiled to herself as she began to run her fingers through Shigaraki's hair, the azure strands still somewhat damp but not wet enough to be noticeable. The hand man relaxed under the woman's touch, letting his hands fall from his neck as he let out a slight sigh, reaching into the pocket of the joggers he had found, only to pull out the leathery hand and place it on his face, hiding his features with the large appendage. Y/N quirked a brow at Shigaraki as she continued to run her fingers through his hair, feeling herself relax at the contact as well as she handed the hand man the game controller to do whatever, finding entertainment in playing with his hair.

After a while Shigaraki had completely relaxed, letting his entire figure slump down as he scrolled through the various games after he had slipped on the usual thin black tablet gloves. After some time of looking at game covers he spotted a familiar game, the same one the two had shared a liking to, and clicked it wit some interest. Vortex two. Shigaraki slightly furrowed his brows as he focused on the words that were displayed on the screen, switching back and forth between options before stopping on one. "This says' single player' right?" Shigaraki asked as he glanced up at Y/N who hummed in confusion before focusing on the screen, her brows shooting up in surprise and a smile tugging at her lips in slight pride for the hand man. "Yeah.. It does actually. You been trying out English on your own?" The girl asked as she continued to play with Shigaraki's hair, who seemed to lean closer to her touch once she did so, starting up the game, observing the avatar of the boy in a blue jump suit. "Yeah. I saw you had two copies of a manga both different languages. So I figured I'd go ahead and try out piecing things together.." Shigaraki said as he began to work around the puzzle room, ignoring the fact that Duke had gotten up from his spot on his bed to lay his head on Shigaraki's lap, to which the hand man didn't complain but scratched the top of the Cane Corso's head before continuing to play the game. Y/N smiled at the two as she continued to play with Shigaraki's hair watching as he worked his way around the puzzle rooms easily, and interacted with the characters, though she would sometimes have to translate to help the hand man with when he needed to do certain actions.

The three remained like this for quite a while, no-one saying anything except for the occasional translation or yawn. Hell. Even Basil joined the group, taking her place in Y/Ns lap as the woman continued to play with Shigaraki's hair peacefully.

# # #

Hours had passed once drowsiness started to tug at Shigaraki's form, his eyelids feeling heavier, as well as the controller in his hand, that sat there limply. After a bit of fighting his exhaustion, Shigaraki's form slumped over as he fell asleep, surprising Y/N who was still full of energy. The woman looked down at the hand man in slight concern before stifling a laugh once she heard him snoring quietly. "Ya, know for a man who tried to kill me a couple of times, he's kinda soft. Am I right?" Y/N asked Basil with a quirked brow, only receiving a quiet meow as the cat hopped off of her lap and trotted off somewhere else, not even acknowledging the Cane Corso that followed behind her not so majestically.

The woman smiled to herself, getting up off of the couch and stretching softly, being sure as to not irritate the wound on her ribs. "Damn. This place is a mess.. I guess I could clean it up." Y/N said to herself trying not the think back to Shigaraki's words earlier that day as she pushed her sh/av/lo hair back with a head band, and grabbed a small trashcan that had only a small piece of scrap paper in the bottom. The woman connected her phone to a speaker that sat on the counter top, and began playing music, knowing the hand man was a heavy sleeper, or at least he seemed to be whenever she would try to wake him up. Y/N began at the two main tables, removing scraps and placing books back on their shelves, putting left over dishes in the sink, before turning around and doing the same with the coffee table. Y/N slightly patted at her lap as she walked over to the front door, hearing Duke chase after her as she tied up the now full trash bag. "Trash." She simply said as the Cane Corso took the bag from her hands, trotting out the door as the woman held the door open for him, and waited patiently for him, smiling once the dog came trotting over happily, only stopping for a second to get a treat from her, before laying down on his plush bed.

Y/N huffed to herself as she placed the small trash can in it's designated area and looked out over the living room seeing the mild mess that had built up over the past few weeks, sighing to herself in disappointment that she had let the place go. The woman continued to clean up around the house, tossing out unwanted scraps and putting things in their designated areas, even refilling the bowls of food and water that sat just under one of the larger windows in the dining room area.

# # #

Y/N smiled in relief at the newly cleaned house as she exited the home and dumped mop water outside, only to look up at the sound of what sounded like an 18 wheeler making it's way down to the woman's home, soon seeing a bright red truck covered from top to bottom with red dirt, large wheels that seemed to make the truck almost glide over the gravel road, and bright white headlights with red rings around them for turn signals. Y/N smiled as the truck pulled up to the house through the gravel drive way and parked just out of sight, only for a series of slamming doors to take place as the person unloaded the large truck. The woman waited patiently as a St. Bernard trotted around the home it's tongue lolling out happily, it's owner following behind it right after, holding large dishes of food that could last for weeks for the woman alone. <"Bret!? The hell are you doing here man!?"> Y/N shouted as she took some of the dishes from the top of the stack to see her neighbors face that had a bold tan line covering half his face in a sort of splatter look. <"Jesus Christ did you go mudding without me again, you bastard!?"> Y/N shouted as she carried the food up onto the porch before placing it down on the old table, and holding the door open as Bret laughed at the woman's offended nature.

<"It's nice to see you too, Y/N."> Bret joked as he placed the dishes of food on the counter top before doing the same with the food outside. <"BUT! To answer your question, yes, I did go mudding without you."> He answered as he turned to look at the woman, in her lounging attire, only then giving her a confused expression. <"What?"> Y/N asked as she read the mans expression easily. <"why aren't you dressed for tonight?"> He asked politely as he slipped off his hat revealing his hair that was held back with a thin black head band. <"What's tonight..?"> <"Tonight is, The Night."> The two conversed almost seriously, only then for Y/N to gape her mouth open in excitement and astonishment. <"Oh shit! I can't believe I forgot!"> Y/N shouted excitedly as she slightly hopped on the balls of her feet, waking the hand man in the process. "The Hell are you saying, and why are you yelling in the first place?" Shigaraki called from his spot on the floor, removing the hand on his face as he rubbed at his eyes tiredly. "Special occasion! Get dressed in something nice!" The woman shouted back as she quickly walked into her old room and looked trough the closet, trying to find something nice to wear. Bret looked over at Shigaraki in confusion, who only shrugged in response before placing the hand back on his face, and getting up from his spot on the floor, following behind the woman soon after and looking trough the dresser looking for something the woman would consider nice, so he wouldn't get an ear full, once she saw him. The two separated once they chose their outfits, Y/n wearing some comfortable overalls paired with her favorite sweater, and Shigaraki wearing the same outfit he was given when he first arrived. Sadly the hand man didn't have many nice clothes, but that couldn't be helped.

Y/N slipped on her shoes as she left the room, smiling at Bret who was playing tug of war with his dog and Duke who's tail was wagging a million miles an hour. <"I haven't seen Butters in forever."> The woman laughed as the St. Bernard trotted over and bumped the top of it's head into the woman's abdomen begging for attention, to which Y/N happily gave her, lightly scratching at the dogs neck as it attempted to lick at the woman's face who dodged the loving attacks easily. <"Yeah. She's been keeping an eye on the sheep for me a lot recently so she hasn't had time to relax. But now we've got the time and she recently ran off a few coyotes so they wont be back for a while."> Bret answered as he walked over to Y/N once Butters decided to walk off and sniff around the farm house curiously. <"So you and the new fella. Are you guys a thing or..?"> Bret asked carefully, knowing he was practically playing with fire. Y/N smile slowly fell as she placed her hands on her hips and gave Bret a serious expression. <"I want to know what in the digitty darn hell made you think that."> The woman said sternly as the hand man exited the room almost boredly as he placed the hand on his face. <"S-Sorry! I just figured that you and him were a thing since you were living together! Please don't kill me!"> Bret quickly answered as he shivered under the woman's gaze in fear, only giving Shigaraki a tinge of entertainment. "What the hell did he say?" Shigaraki asked in amusement as he looked over at the woman who still held her sharp glare on the taller male before them, slightly freaking out the hand man himself. "He's talking out of his ass, nothing important." The woman said coldly, making Shigaraki wonder what the guy had said to piss her off. <"I'm not gonna kill you ya wuss."> Y/N groaned as she flicked the man in the forehead causing him to flinch in slight pain watching as the woman began to brew a few cups of coffee, knowing that the three were gonna be staying up pretty late.  <"Drink up.> Drink up." The woman translated herself as she handed the two the fairly large mugs. Bret drank the beverage gratefully while Shigaraki stared at the drink in confusion. "It's 6:30. Why are we drinking coffee this late?" The hand man asked as he watched Y/N sip at her warm beverage almost peacefully before looking at Shigaraki. "We're gonna be up late. It's better to drink coffee now and be energized, rather than not drink coffee and be lacking." The woman responded before she she took a couple more sips. Shigaraki looked at the two with a tinge of annoyance, not sure about what's going on but drank his coffee anyway, finding comfort in the familiar mixture.  

Once the three finished their coffee, Bret perked up as he looked over at Y/N and quickly walked over, a slight skip in his step. <"Is it about time we braid the horses mains and tails!?"> he asked excitedly as he grabbed the woman by the shoulders and shook her almost violently. <"Yeeeees!"> The woman shouted as she struggled to keep her footing, feeling herself get a bit dizzy before abruptly being let go of, stumbling a bit only to feel Shigaraki grab a hold of her upper arm, making sure to keep his index finger pointed out as he helped the woman steady herself. "What's his fuckin' deal?" Shigaraki asked lowly as he removed his hold from the woman's arm and shoved his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket. "He's just excited. A little too excited, but I guess that wouldn't be Bret if he wasn't over the top." The woman replied before turning to Shigaraki with a lopsided smile. "Also, Thanks by the way. Would have been on my ass by now." The woman laughed as the hand man rolled his eyes at her. "It's whatever." He simply said as he followed Y/N out the house, who in turn followed behind Bret who was practically charging towards the stables.

Y/N slightly winced once Bret slammed the large farm doors open with a grin, spooking a couple of the horses. <"Bret! Calm down! Peppermint's gonna-"> Before the woman could finish, the man was kicked out of the door way of the stables by the large draft horse who huffed in annoyance at the sight of the man on the floor. Shigaraki practically cackled at the scene before himself as Y/N slightly groaned in annoyance at how childish Bret was being when he had already experienced a kick from Peppermint on multiple occasions. <"Bret, dude. You need to calm down. You know you've already got bad blood with Peppermint, you should probably try and not make it worse."> The woman scolded as she stood in front of the draft horse while Shigaraki grabbed a hold of his reigns and had him sit still, initially calming Peppermint down. Bret sat up from his spot in the dirt, but still smiled brightly as if he didn't get winded just a second ago. <"I know! I just get excited every time I see your horses because they're so well taken care of and gentle! Anytime I try to take care of my two they always kick or bite me, so this is a nice change!"> Bret shouted excitedly as he hopped to his feet approaching the two with a large smile. <"Well it sounds like your horses are really uncomfortable with you or they might be rabid. Should take them to a vet to get checked up on. Maybe even neutered. Cause animals in general are more aggressive when they aren't."> The woman informed as she pet Peppermints muzzle, letting the hand man walk off and do his own thing. <"But what about your horses? None of them are neutered and they're so calm and well trained."> The man responded as he tried to pet Peppermint once again only for his hand to get snapped at, making him quickly retract his hand so he wouldn't get bitten. <"That's because Imma bad bitch. They can't kill me."> Y/N responded, only receiving a laugh in return. 

Shigaraki made his way over boredly, and stood beside his counterpart as he looked at Bret with a tinge of annoyance. "So what are we doing here again?" He asked getting the girls attention. "Oh. Ah, we're gonna be styling the horses manes and grooming them. If you don't wanna do it you can go ahead and chill cause it's practically just basic work." The woman responded as she kept her eyes on Bret as he walked into the stables and began petting another horse that seemed to try and lean away from his touch. ".. Nah I'll stick around. I wanna watch this guy make a fool of himself." Shigaraki finally answered as he watched as the horse walked away from Bret who looked heart broken but perked up once he saw another one. Y/N shook her head at the sight, letting out a hollow laugh as she pushed her hair back with a head band and walked into the stables as well, Shigaraki not too far behind. "I enjoy his company, but damn he needs to calm down." The woman groaned, causing Shigaraki to laugh at her distressed state. Y/N whistled slightly, listening as Peppermint followed behind the two, soon trotting ahead next to the woman. Y/N nodded in approval as she grabbed a hold of his reigns and tied them to a pole before looking to Shigaraki as she pet the draft horse. "Can ya grab a brush? Just go ahead and get any loose fur off of him while I style his mane." Y/N instructed as she began to gently rake her fingers through Peppermints mane, receiving a slight nod from the hand man as he walked off. <"Bret! Go ahead and get yourself a horse! Just be careful though!"> The woman called to the excited man watching as he quickly got a hold of one of the female horses and didn't even to bother tying her up as he began grooming her. Y/N sighed as she looked over Peppermint at Shigaraki who was already brushing at the horses fur. "Let's hope nothing goes wrong." She mumbled mostly to herself as she began making Peppermints mane into a sort of netting. "Somethings definitely gonna happen." Shigaraki replied as he brushed the fur from the horses body, adjusting the gloves on his hands once in a while so it wouldn't irritate his wrist.

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The 23 year old woman regretted her words, the moment they slipped from her mouth. Somehow Bret had managed to spook the female horse so many times that she began to refuse going back to the hyper man. 

once the three had exited the stables the two roommates looked worn out while their visitor seemed happier than ever with only a few scuffs and patches of dirt on himself. Y/N fixed her hair, silently raking her fingers through the strands as Peppermint walked beside her as they approached the front of the farm house, neither saying a word, only for the woman to groan realizing what time it was. <"God it's eight!? Bret hurry up and get your ass in the house.> Shigi, you too. We gotta hurry up and eat." The woman almost demanded, letting out a low whistle, hearing trotting right after coming closer and closer with every second, until a dark horse emerged from the stables, this one being skinnier than Peppermint who stood beside him stoically. "We'll ride these guys out to the flower garden after we eat, and then we'll conclude our celebration." The woman said as she jogged up the stairs in front of the two men who followed behind her closely, Bret looking at her in confusion while Shigaraki nodded in response. "Alright." He almost hummed only confusing the man beside him even more as they entered the house, waiting for the woman to finish washing her hands. Y/N quickly threw the bottle of soap at the two men, Bret snatching the damn thing out of the air, just out of Shigaraki's  reach pissing off the hand man as he glared daggers at the sun kissed man. "Hurry up you two. We got about 40 minutes before we gotta head out!" Y/N called before repeating herself in English, as she was making herself a hefty plate, receiving a small nod from both of the men. 

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Y/N sighed as she placed her plate on top the small stack of dishes in the sink, and switched out her shoes, kicking off the old tennis shoes and slipping on her favorite pair of dusty work boots. <"I'll be back. I gotta saddle up the horses and we can head out once you two are done."> The woman said translating herself once more before stepping out of the farm house to get the two horses ready for the short ride, leaving the two inside at the kitchen table. Upon the woman words, Bret began to scarf down his food somewhat disturbing the hand man who had removed his favorite appendage some time ago, giving the visitor a confused glare. Bret took notice of Shigaraki's stare as he shoved another fork full of casserole into his mouth, not breaking eye contact with the hand man as he slowly swallowed the food after just barely chewing it. "Fuckin' slob." Shigaraki mumbles before going back to eating, somewhat concerning Bret as he had no clue what the man across from him had said so harshly.  The uncomfortable man quickly took a few more bites of his food before he hurriedly stood from his seat and marched out the door, awkwardly clearing his throat as he exited the building to the woman who had finished tightening the saddles. Shigaraki looked at the half empty plate and cup Bret had left and sighed as he continued eating his food, soon finishing some time after. He grumbled to himself as he grabbed his dishes and Bret's, placing the items into the sink after clearing them off of any left over food, before grabbing the leathery hand from on the table and placing it in his face with a hum.

Shigaraki shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket as he exited the home, barely taking notice of Basil, who walked out along with him, rubbing up against his leg before trotting down the porch to Y/N, who was dusting dirt off of her clothes while she laughed at Bret who was struggling to get on the darker horse that looked somehow annoyed. "What the hell is he doing?" Shigaraki asked in slight amusement watching as the man struggled to get up on the equine, while Y/N picked up the hairless cat and gently pet her with her gloved hand. "Trying to get on the the damn horse." The woman laughed as she set Basil on Peppermints back end knowing the cat could balance herself well, before checking how sturdy the seating was.

"We should actually get on too." The woman hummed as she stopped bothering the saddle and quickly climbed her way on, slinging her leg over Peppermints back, settling down on the front part of the saddle, before patting the back seat as she looked down at Shigaraki, slipping her hat off and flinging it on to the table on the porch. Shigaraki glared up at the H/C haired girl before shaking his head, knowing he couldn't argue his way around this one. "How the hell do I get on this thing." Shigaraki asked as he looked at the awkward seat upon the horses back, poking at the leather straps and cushions. Just place your foot in this thing right here and just slightly hop, before lifting your weight up with one leg and slinging your other leg over on the opposite side." The woman instructed, adjusting herself on Peppermints back with a hum. "Be sure to catch yourself though. Ya don't wanna end up like Bret over there." Y/N chuckled as the Bret quickly sat up at the mention of his name only to panic as he accidentally kicked his foot out too far, unable to catch himself as he fell into the dirt with a loud thud. Shigaraki cringed to himself at the thought of looking like a total fool before nodding and beginning to follow the woman's directions. The hand man struggled somewhat, silently cursing to himself as he tried to lift himself onto the Peppermints back once more, only for his leg to give out from under him and making him land back in the grass patch he stood in. Thankfully before the man could have another one of his tantrums, Y/N reached down as she offered a hand to Shigaraki who stared at the gloved appendage with a pointed glare before grasping onto the woman's wrist being sure to stick out his index finger and lifted himself up onto Peppermints back successfully with Y/N's help. "There ya go hand man!" The woman chimed, only to receive a sharp glare. "Shut up." Shigaraki grumbled as he adjusted in his seat, trying not to disturb Basil who sat behind him peacefully. <"Alright! I got it!"> Bret exclaimed as he grabbed a hold of the dark horses reins and balanced himself on the equines back. <"Nice! Now lets get the hell out of here!"> The woman cheered as she patted her lap, getting the attention of the dogs that were laying around in the tall grass, the two soon trotting over happily. "Alright, this might be a bumpy ride." The woman warns, earning a slight nod from Shigaraki. "Alright." He hummed as the two horses began to walk to their destination, Y/N leading the way of course. Where to though? Shigaraki couldn't tell himself as they continued to their new destination, holding onto the woman's midsection after he had slipped on his gloves.

Y/N, sighed to herself as she watched the sun start to set, the peacefulness of the fields and the scent of wild flowers calming her nerves and easing her stress that had built up over the past few hours. 'I hope my face doesn't start to break out; I haven't felt like this in a long time.' The woman thought to herself as she closed her eyes for a second, knowing the gravel trail would remain a straight path for a while. Silently the woman hummed to herself almost thoughtlessly, the quietness of her voice reaching neither of the males ears as they continued trotting through the path, the woman softly petting Peppermint as they did so.

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"Shigi! Bruise! Bruise! Bruise!" Y/N winced in pain as Peppermint slipped on a larger stone, making the hand man grab onto the woman in attempt to keep himself balanced, irritating her small injury in the process. Shigaraki quickly removed his hands, without a word as he slipped the leathery hand off of his face and slid it into his hoodie pocket, soon grabbing a hold of the woman's midsection being sure as to not touch the bruise on her side. "Where the hell are we going anyways?" Shigaraki asked as he looked around at the field of numerous wild flowers that swayed in the wind, the amount of color and vibrancy in the area almost amazing the hand man. "Why don't you look yourself?" Y/N asked with a sort of smile in her tone as she looked ahead. Shigaraki rolled his eyes at the woman's words in annoyance before looking ahead, only to focus in on a something he could hardly believe was even there. A "small" baobab tree that stood tall above the three, it's branches reaching out over the old logs that sat below it, providing the small open circumference with shade, that a pair of visitors resided in for quite some time now.

"Clover? What the hell is she doing here?" The woman laughed as she had Peppermint halt just beside a sort of watering stop before slinging her leg over the side and hopping down, stretching her body in the process as she stretched her hands high above her head. Basil stretched a bit as well before hopping down beside the woman, letting out a small meow as she trotted over towards the large tree. "Hand man, you comin'?" The woman asked as she looked up at Shigaraki who had just removed his attention from the large fruiting tree to look down at the woman that was waiting on him patiently. "How'd you get down?" He asked as he tried to remove himself from the saddle, only to pull himself back up as he was about to loose his balance and fall onto the field of wild flowers. Y/N quirked a brow at his question before giving a slight nod. "Just kick your foot over, and slide down in the process. You should be able to catch yourself." She instructed with a gloved hand giving finger shooters towards the hand man. With out a word, Shigaraki did as he was told and slung his leg over Peppermints back and began to slide down, only for his heel to snag into one of the loops throwing him off balance. 'You've got to be fucking kidding me!' The hand man mentally cursed himself as he watched the ground get closer, only for the wind to somewhat get nocked out of him as he stopped falling. "Forgot to mention, you should probably take your foot out of the loop or you'll fall. My bad." Y/N said a bit awkwardly with a smile as she held Shigaraki up from falling with her arm across his chest and a hand pressed against his back. The baby blue man groaned as he rolled his eyes at the woman's words once again. Of course she forgot something.

Standing up straight, Shigaraki placed his favorite hand on his face and looked up at the large tree that defiantly wasn't native to the area. "So why are we here?" He asked ignoring Bret who had fallen off of his horse once again. "We're celebrating." Y/N answered as she grabbed some rope from Peppermint's back and looked up at the large tree, inspecting the large fruits up above. "No shit sherlock. We're celebrating what?" Shigaraki slightly snapped as he made his way to the woman's side as did Bret who almost seemed to never loose his excitement as he looked up at the large tree. "Wow. I feel so loved." The woman said sarcastically before starting to walk closer to the tree, Bret right on her heals as the hand man just stared in even more confusion. "BUT! To answer your question. It's bloom night. There's a cacti flower up in this tree and we're waiting till 10 when they open up. We're also picking fruits." She added with a small laugh as she handed Bret the end of the rope that was tied to a pretty hefty weight. <"Alright. Just do it like always."> Y/N instructed as she backed up a few feet, placing her hands on her hips. <"I know what I'm doing girly. I've been doing this for years now."> Bret laughed as he flashed the woman a smile to which she smiled back brightly.

The taller male tossed the weighted piece high into the air over a thick branch, the rest of the rope being dragged behind it as it began plummeting to the ground. Clover let out a surprised huff as the weight slammed into the ground, a plume of dust flying from under it. <"Whatever man. I had to teach you how to do it because you sucked at harvesting your damn crops."> Y/N laughed, earning a light punch to the shoulder as Bret held a slight embarrassed expression. <"We don't talk about that!"> He demanded sheepishly to which Y/N cackled at him, patting the mans shoulder trying to not die of laughter.

<"Whatever dude. You wanna go up this time?"> Y/N asked as she walked up to the rope and tied a loop to the end. <"Nope. You how I do with heights like that."> Bret answered as he looked over seeing Shigaraki had taken a spot beside him. <"Oh yeah I forgot about that. Oh well."> Y/N chuckled as she put her foot through the loop, giving the rope a slight tug to make sure the branch was sturdy, before looking over to Shigaraki. "Shigi. Can you walk Peppermint away from the tree? The ropes tied to his saddle already so you don't gotta do that." Y/N called to the hand man who huffed but nodded as he walked up to the large horse and grabbed a hold of it's reigns before starting to walk him through the wild flowers, cursing at the small bugs that would fly up into his face anytime he kicked his feet through the grass and flowers. Y/N quietly laughed at the hand man, as she was slowly being lifted into the air, the sound of the rope scraping against the bark sounding jagged and rough. Soon she had been lifted into the large tree, and pulled herself into a sitting position on a branch, looking down at the two men below her. <"Bret! How many fruits do you want!"> The girl called with a big smile on her face, the height of the tree giving the woman an almost breath taking view of the vibrant field. <"Two is just fine, sugar!"> Bret called back with his hands cupped around his mouth, a large smile adorned on his face as well. Y/N laughed at the small nick name before turning around and beginning to pick the large fruits, dropping them to the ground one by one.

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By the time Y/N had been lowered from the tree, she had picked five fruits, all of them coming in various shapes and sizes yet all were ripe and ready. <"Here ya go Bret!"> The woman chimed as she handed the man the large fruits  with a large smile. <"Thanks N/N! I could definitely use some of this in my coffee tomorrow morning ya know. I've been feeling very tired recently."> Bret said gratefully as he smiled down at the woman, taking the fruits from her hold. <"It's no prob Bret! I hope ya get to feeling like yourself again."> The girl chimed as she lightly punched the man in the rib, receiving a small laugh in response. <"I'm sure I will ya sugar tart."> Bret laughed before pulling the girl into a tight hug with one arm, holding the fruits with the other, giving her a light peck on the forehead before separating with a large smile. <"I'mma go ahead and head back to my place. Butters needs to gather the sheep tonight before it gets too dark."> He said with a small smile, placing the items in a small satchel as he started walking towards the dark horse. <"Well alight dude. Just be sure to put Morfran back in the stables alright?"> Y/N called with a cheeky smile. <"Don't worry I will! I'll see ya later sugar tart! Butters! Common girl!"> Bret bid his farewell as he successfully climbed up onto the dark horse and dashed off. Butters let out a low grunt before getting up from her belly rub session, and patting the top of her head into Shigaraki's torso as thanks before running off with her owner, letting out a few barks in the process. 

Shigaraki huffed as he watched the Saint Bernard ran off behind the large horse, dusting loose fur off of his hoodie as he made his side beside the woman. "So where's he going?" He asked as he removed the hand from his face, placing it into his back pocket. Y/N looked over at Shigaraki, noticing a large clump of fur stuck to his hoodie he hadn't noticed before, quirking her brow at the small fuzz ball. "He's going back home. He's gotta bring the sheep back before any coyotes get a hold of them." The woman explained as she reached over and plucked the piece of fur off of his hoodie before tossing it to the side and walking to the fire pit that sat just under the tree. Y/N pet the tops of the two Highland cows heads that laid beside the tree, receiving a couple of quiet moos before she left their side to start up a fire. Shigaraki watched the woman as she struggled to start a small flame, before watching the dry logs ignite into bright burning flames, the burning air spreading over the coal and wood easily, seemingly wild before slowing down to a soft glow, crackling once in a while as it swayed there peacefully.

Y/N sighed as she sat down on a log not too far from the fire, swiftly pulling out a knife from her boot as she picked up a fruit, and stabbed her knife into the hard shell, the exterior making a loud cracking sound as she popped out a large chunk to reveal the powdery interior. Popping a small piece of the fruit into her mouth, Y/N looked back at the hand man who sat in the wild flowers watching the woman almost curiously. "You wanna try some?" She asked as she held up the light fruit on display. ".. Sure." Shigaraki hummed as he made his way out of the tall grass and wild flowers before sitting down beside the woman with a quiet grunt, looking up at the tree that had a number of vines dipping down from the large branches. Y/N huffed a slight smile at the hand man as held the fruit out in front of him, offering him a piece, to which he gingerly picked a small piece out of the tough shell before popping the piece in his mouth, giving the fruit a confused expression. "I know. Weird texture." The woman laughed as Shigaraki nodded, trying to swallow down the dry tangy fruit. The girl handed him a bottle of water, smiling as he guzzled down half the bottle. "Why the hell is it like that?" The hand man asked as he glared down at the strange fruit, finding a new budding hate for the poor thing. Y/N cackled at Shigaraki and his dislike towards the fruit. "I had the same reaction when this thing first started producing fruit as well!" The woman laughed, earning a harsh glare from Shigaraki. After a few minuets she had calmed down to reduce the pain budding in her rib. "But no for real. This fruit is usually used to make a drink. It's pretty good by itself, you just gotta get past the strange texture." The woman explained as she grabbed another piece of the fruit and ate away at it, spitting out the seeds almost as if she were eating a watermelon. Shigaraki stared at the woman an slight disgust, only to look down at the fruit, wondering if her words were true. 'I swear if this damn thing is still disgusting, I'm killing this woman.' Shigaraki thought to himself bitterly as he took another piece of the fruit and popped it into his mouth, deciding to give it another chance as he chewed at the powdery substance, giving a light shrug as he swallowed the fruit and picked another piece out of the tough shell, beginning to eat away at the fruit with the woman. The sudden change in Shigaraki's opinion didn't go unnoticed by the woman as she smiled to herself looking up at the tree waiting for the flowers of the cacti to bloom. 

After a while of eating at the powdery fruit, the two had eaten half of it once the woman announced that they couldn't eat too much or they'd get sick. Shigaraki, obviously begrudgingly complied as he dusted his hands off on his already tattered clothes and watched the flames as the woman kept her gaze on the tree above the two, only for her eyes to widen with excitement. "Hand man! Hand man! Look!" The woman said eagerly as she looked up at the buds slowly starting to expand. Shigaraki groaned at the nickname before looking up at the tree as well, boredom etched across his face before it changed into that of surprise. The cacti buds began to bloom as they almost seemingly looked down at the two as a sort of greeting, the petals slowly reaching out further showing off their bright white color that reflected the moons light almost perfectly. Though it was barely audible, the woman could hear a short and simple word escape Shigaraki's lips, that explained how entranced he was at the small but amazing event.

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HEY THERE! I KNOW THIS WAS A REALLY LONG UPDATE BUT I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS CHAPTER! I THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE A REALLY CUTE THING TO ADD. THERE IS SOME HISTORY BEHIND THE TREE BUT IT'D BE STUPID TO EXPLAIN THAT LOL. 

BUT! I HOPE YOU GUYS HAVE AN AWESOME MORNING/NOON/NIGHT! I LOVE YA'LL! BAI BAI!!!