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Shigaraki looked at your sleeping form.
You were in bed, lying on your side, the blanket wrapped around you like a burrito. The cutest thing, according to him? You were holding a stuffed animal, hugging it.
He could only smile tenderly at the sight of you. You were so cute.
You seemed so calm, unlike him who was so restless. Lately, whenever he was too shaken to sleep, he would come to see you.
And even if he felt sleepy all day long, he wouldn't be grumpy about it. You had this gift of making him feel that simple feeling in your presence.
Waiting for a gasp of fear, Shigaraki turned back to you. You were ordering yourself to wriggle in your blankets, but still asleep.
He couldn't help frowning.
This was the first time your peace had been disturbed. Shigaraki felt frustrated. This wasn't supposed to happen. This wasn't the game.
Yet your breathing grew heavier and you began to mumble in fear in the darkness.
But it wasn't audible... However, Tomura knew you were in pain.
And then your stuffed animal fell. Your condition worsened. You were sweating.
Shigaraki, against his better judgment, walked towards you. He was careful to be discreet, not wanting to risk you waking up and him getting caught.
If that were the case, there was a good chance he'd never see you again. And he couldn't take that risk.
The thought occurs to him that if he wanted to, he could simply take you. Kidnap you. But if he did, would he ever see you again in such a state of unconsciousness?
So, every time that thought entered his mind, it was gone immediately. Before he could even process the information.
Because we melted from him, he knew it was wrong.
And wasn't that stupid? He had killed so many people, without any regret, even with joy, but he was still incapable of kidnapping a single person.
Killing you would have been so simple. Just like that, in your sleep. It wouldn't even have hurt, you wouldn't have noticed anything.
Yet he didn't want to.
He knew he was selfish, that his mere presence could destroy your life, but... He couldn't imagine a world without you.
Looking at you, he saw a tear escape you.
Carefully, he approached you and removed it with just his little finger.
He picked up your stuffed animal that had fallen and passed it back to you. Immediately, like a reflex, you hugged it and your breathing calmed slightly.
He sat on the edge of your bed, and looked at you.
Looking at the time, he saw that it was getting late. He should be back at base if he didn't want Kurogiri to scold him. Besides, he had his plan to attack the summer camp to prepare.
Yet, a decision was made in his mind. And it would undoubtedly anger the league. But it didn't matter.
He would watch over you, every night.