💕𝓣𝓸𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓪 𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓴𝓲 💕

𝓐 𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓼!

After everything he had done, Shigaraki was captured and placed in Tartarus Prison just as his foster father had. Kept the same way and unable to use quirks. For the first few months, you observed from a distance, just looking at the man that had caused so much pain to the hero world made you sick to your stomach.

The more time you looked at him though, the more you noticed that maybe it wasn't his fault he was this way. Knowing his foster father was a monster, it made you wonder, what state the power man must have been in when the evil being found him. Rumour was he had been taken as a child, at such a young age, when the mind was easier to manipulate and to mould into the evil person that stood in front of you behind the glass.

The man's childish behaviour and tantrums made it noticeably clear he'd most likely not had the average childhood. That's when the feelings of disgust began to transform into something more, that you decided to request to try to get through to the prisoner. Being the prisons psychiatrist, you felt if anyone had a chance of finding out it would be you.

Shigaraki barely spoke at first in your meetings, he would not even look at you as you asked him questions making you sigh in defeat almost. Then all you looked over to the made with pale blue that it looked whiteish hair, with dry skin and red tired eyes, you had an idea.

It was mid-December, the man had special gloves that he couldn't remove unable to disintegrate you into a pile of dust. As the guard leads him in, you sat there looking a little more dolled up than normal.

As usual, Shigaraki wouldn't look at you just down to his hands covering his eyes as his posture slouched over the soft chair.

"Good Afternoon, Can I call you Tomura?" you had always called him Mr Shigaraki. As you expected, no reaction but you didn't mind as you placed something on the desk. "This is for you Tomura," smiling at the top of his head, he still didn't look up. Of course, the item had been checked by the guards previously, but you'd slipped a note in there.

"I won't waste your time today," you stated as you went to walk to the door to get the guard, you'd never put your back to the man before. It was intentional, as just as you expected as you walked past, the red eyes glanced up, looking from the gift and then to you.

Just like you'd expect, your breath began to be cut short, the cold steel pressing against your throat from the chain of the handcuffs. Of course, Tomura could have killed you there and then, you could have also knocked him out with your quirk, similar to Midnight's that put people to sleep.

"What are you goin' to do if I snap your neck?" the man's words were rough against your ear, making your ear. It hadn't gone unnoticed by the man that you'd not asked for assistance from the guards.

"Then I would be dead, I guess but what is the point of killing me? It wouldn't really achieve much now, would it...To~mu~ra," as you purred his name, the chains began to loosen as you reached up to your neck rubbing it slightly, you knew it would bruise. It didn't matter though you'd got him to talk a little.

As the chains came above your head, you turned and even though not strong, you gripped the man's dry neck. "You don't scare me...I think you're a monster for what you've done but I don't blame you fully," staring into his wide, tired red eyes. The feeling of years of anxious scratches litter under your such soft skin.

Removing your hands, you knocked on the door for the guards to come and take the prison who stood there stunned from your reaction to him. Before he was escorted out you called out, "Oh Tomura, here," throwing small, nicely wrapped package the man caught it before he was gone from your sight.

As soon as you were alone you dropped to your knees, rubbing your sore neck, the fear sinking in from the fact he could have actually killed you.

Tomura was put back in his cell before the guards left to go about the rest of their duties. Once they were gone, the man's red eyes curiously looked over the package before tearing away the paper.

Inside, there was a tiny note with a lip balm and a moisturiser. "Bitch," the man groaned as he lay on his back staring at the note that he'd been given.

'Tomura, you're most likely offended about these gifts. I just wanted to help. (f/n) x'

It wasn't a long or professional letter; it was just honest and to the point. Staring at the gifts, he blushed ever so slightly against his usually pale complexion. When you got home that night, your dreams were filled with images of Tomura, but in a much better setting than a prison cell and uniform.

After that day, your sessions had more to them as Tomura would tell you little bits about his life before All for One fostered him. It didn't sound like a good childhood and then it made you wonder something as Christmas week came.

As the man walked into the session that day, you had a huge smile on your face making the man looks away a fluster on his face.

'Why does she look so pretty...what the hell am I thinking' Tomura began to scratch his neck nervously, irritated with himself before he felt a hand grab his, taking it in there. Looking up you were right in front of him, your (e/c) eyes looking directly into his red ones.

The closeness made the man freeze on the spot, he'd never felt so many different feelings before that wasn't rage or murderous intent.

'She smells good...her hand...I like her hands...they look like they would be soft,' as he thought silently to himself, you saw him look to your hand. 

"Tell me what you're thinking," whispering so close to the man's face, it surprised him to jump a little making you jump in return.

"Nothing, ask your questions," snapping at you, it made you chuckle as you pulled your hand away from the man's grasp. Sitting in your chair across from him you, smiled softly, a rosy glow on your cheeks. It was hard to deny that this man was beginning to unintentionally play on your heart, but you were trying to keep it professional.

"Have you ever celebrated Christmas?" asking the question it shocked him, it wasn't like any others you'd asked before. Sitting there thinking a second, he clasped his hands together.

"I don't see how this is relevant," was his answer, a snap to the comment making you realise that he probably had never had a nice Christmas.

"I guess you're right. No problem let's continue," smiling you asked questions as he answered. The session was a little longer than before, but at the end of it the two of you were talking about normal random stuff like video games, different types of drinks.

When Tomura left, the first question you asked played on his mind and he imaged a Christmas where he could hold your hand, without the gloves, rubbing his thumb across your bottom lip to see if it was actually as soft as it looked. The thoughts plaguing his mind that he thought was in fact going crazy. Until he couldn't sleep and spent his time doing something he'd never done before for anyone.

Yet, when you got home your thoughts weren't much different from the man who'd you been spending a lot of time with recently. 'I'm going to give him at least one ok Christmas...even if it's behind bars,' lying on your back you looked at the ceiling, thinking of a way to authorise it with the warden.

Somehow, claiming it would be a good form of therapy, you managed to persuade your boss to allow you to do a mini-Christmas for Shigaraki in your office. Up until then, you'd not see Tomura, not wanting to spill the plans you had.

The man himself believed that you didn't want to see him anymore because he wouldn't answer your question. Tomura began to believe the worst in you, thinking that he was going to go crazy for wanting to see you. To see it when you chewed the end of your pens whilst listening, how you would tap your slender finger on the chair arm whilst thinking.

Lying on his back in his cell, your smiling face plagued he mind as he held something he'd made for you in his hand. The sound of metal doors being opened made his eyes look up from the bed just before the madness could set in.

"You have an appointment with the Doctor," the guard commented, not really wanting to spend his Christmas day looking after scum like the man in front of him, but the job paid well. Getting up, he shoved the girl for you in his pocket and placed his hands out for the chain before being led to your office.

As the guard knocked on the door, you popped your head out "Merry Christmas Simon," you smiled at the guard who blushed at you.

"Merry Christmas Doctor. Let me know when you need me to take him back to his cell," undoing the chains, Tomura didn't like the way the guard had looked at you. Yet, he didn't have a chance to do anything as you grabbed his hand.

"Thanks, I will do but be a few hours today." smiling at Simon he nodded, walking away to continue his rounds.

As Tomura walked into the room, his eyes went wide at the glittering lights all in the room and a dinner table set up instead of the usual chairs that weren't all that comfortable. "Merry Christmas Tomura...I made dinner for you. Since I gathered you've never had one before. My cooking isn't great though," smiling you lead the man forward with his hand a huge blush across the man's face. 

Sitting at the table, you produce a very large Christmas dinner as you take your seat you hold the cracker out. "Will you pull my cracker?" smiling the man looks confused, so leaning over you grab his hand. "Hold this and pull," doing as he was told he did reveal a hat and small plastic paper clip. "Now I'll pull yours," a huge smile on your face as he holds it forward and you grab hold pulling.

"Why are you doing this?" Tomura can't make sense of why you were being nice to him.

"Because it is the season of goodwill and well, I enjoy your company, I guess. No work talks today," smirking the man actually smiled, it looked a little sadistic, but you didn't mind as the two of you tucked in.

All through the meal, it was a little awkward with silence, both of you looking at the other one before the food was all gone. "Right, present time...." before you could finish Tomura was stood next to you grabbing your hand.

"I made this..." looking at his shoes in his hands was a small origami water lily. Taking it, you didn't realise what you were doing, as you stood up, placing your hands on either side of his face and pulling him to your level placing a soft kiss on his lips before pulling away.

The red eyes staring at you were a mixture of different feelings, but it was all good as the once villain turned soft and kissed you back. Unable and unwilling to let you go for the rest of that Christmas day.

~𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓔𝓷𝓭~

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