1:00 A.M.

15°C, Raining in Musutafu.

Shoto's breath is uneven as he rests his back against the damp wall of a small alley. His hands are shaky, and his phone screen glows despite the water droplets that are falling on it, against Shoto's attempt on them not to.

He's scrolling so quickly, desperately, almost, that he passed your contact number for a second before scrolling back up to it.

Without giving himself time to regret his impulsive, reckless desicion, he calls.

Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring...

"God, I never call them at all and when I need them this happens..?" He mutters, frustrated.

Ring... Ring... Ring...

And when he's about to lose hope, you pick up.

You say nothing at first, just a simple 'Say?'.

You do see him, not as often as before, but you do, because of work, you sometimes get paired up with him for missions, but nothing more.

"I... listen, I don't really require you or... or your Quirk at all I... I'm just... I just finished my last mission from today. I..." He let's out a shaky breath. "... I just needed to hear you."