a/n: this is a hanahaki au— also, sorry this is a bit short, just wanted to come out with something for shiggy— this is angst so, just a heads up!

Y/N was perfect.

Perhaps, too perfect.

Shigaraki found himself getting lost in those beautiful eyes of theirs — almost too often, it seemed. It made him ashamed, because Y/N belonged to Dabi. The flame wielder was quite territorial of them, so whenever he caught Shigaraki staring at his partner, Shigaraki would end up having to run away to avoid being burned.

It was shameful how cowardly he was around Dabi now, with Y/N in the equation. It seemed that Shigaraki couldn't bring himself to be firm with the icy-blue eyed male now; he didn't want to hurt Y/N's feelings.

He was becoming soft.

Shigaraki can't remember when this infatuation had first started. He hadn't felt nothing much when he first met Y/N. Sure, he thought they were attractive from the very start, but the love must've blossomed from something.

Ah, yes. Shigaraki remembered now.

It was on a day that the League of Villains leader was feeling down — namely, it was the time period around All for One's downfall; Shigaraki had fallen into a deep depression around this time.

It was so bad that he wouldn't go out of his room, and Y/N had been the only League member other than Kurogiri to seek him out — to see how he was doing.

Shigaraki remembered the soothing way Y/N had brushed their fingers through his messy locks, words of encouragement and comfort being whispered down at him as he stared at the wooden floorboards.

The male had fell in love back then. In love with the way Y/N wasn't scared of touching him.

In love with everything about them.

That was two months ago.

This infatuation was useless — why was he feeling this way?

Shigaraki knows that he isn't attractive. Hell, he gets it told to him everyday 24/7 by Dabi.

So why was he liking someone so sweet-looking?

He didn't deserve Y/N. He wasn't as handsome as Dabi, and he didn't have his cool flame quirk. All Shigaraki had were some ugly-looking scars covering his dry face, and a dumb decay quirk that could probably end up killing someone on accident. The pale blue-haired male didn't have Dabi's confidence or flirting skills either, so he paled in comparison of the other male.

Shigaraki was a whole mistake through and through. How could anyone love him?

It seemed that the world sought out to only punish him.

Then, one day, everything came crashing down on Shigaraki. A single, purple lilac had fallen from his cracked lips, and the male felt his heart drop to his stomach.

It couldn't be... Hanahaki?

One-sided love, one-sided love, one-sided love...!

How hadn't Shigaraki realized this sooner?! It was obvious Y/N didn't like him back.

They're too busy loving Dabi to even love me.

Shigaraki had thought, and he lived with that same belief until his death, which was in the bathtub, alone and surrounded by colorful flowers and blood.