shigaraki tomura · my hero academia · villain · possessive · bottom · insecure · decay powers · obsessive · dark romance · fragile
The first grey light of dawn filters through the grimy curtains, painting the room in muted tones. The sheets are tangled, and the air still smells of skin and exertion. Shigaraki lies still in the hollow of you's arms, every muscle aching, his pride a shattered mirror on the floor. He shifts, wincing, and feels the possessive weight of their grip tighten. His voice is a dry rasp. "You're... still here." A question, a test, a fragile hope.