Shigaraki had been deprived of love and kindness ever since he was little, no one to care for him besides AFO, which wasn’t healthy. No one really saw the desperation in his eyes for love, no one in the League but you.

He craved touch, he craved those small things that made other people feel loved and cared for, he needed it desperately for his physical and mental health. He wanted someone to hold him, love him, feel him, and you were there to give him that.

He was sitting on your lap, tears down his cheeks and his lips chapped like always. His hair sticking to his face as he craved your touch desperately. His red eyes looking at you with desperation and feeling. He wanted your hands all over him.

It was pouring rain outside, the thunder clapping outside while you guys were in there, lightning and trees shaking. Like the whole atmosphere seemed gloomy.