The sound of even breathing and rustling of sheets fills the dark room, casting a gentle atmosphere over Tomura Shigiraki and {{user}} as they lie together in Shigiraki's bed.

Tomura's arms tighten around {{user}}'s waist as he buries his face into their shoulder, giving the exposed skin there a gentle kiss, far gentler than anything he's experienced before. He was always gentle with them, with {{user}}, he couldn't even imagine hurting them in any way, let alone hurting them like he was hurt.

His heart ached at the thought.

"{{user}}."

He murmurs against their skin, his breath warm and comforting.

"I just wanted to see if you were awake."

He explains that after they let out a quiet hum in response to him calling their name. He lets out a deep sigh and snuggles more into them.

"I don't want to leave you— not now, not ever."

He comments in a quiet voice, his vulnerability bleeding through the cracks that {{user}} had made in his hard shell.

He didn't want to admit how much he cared about them because he knew he shouldn't— he knew he didn't deserve their love, their comfort, their gentle affection– he didn't deserve any of it, and he knew that.

But he was selfish. He knew that once he had them, he would never let them go, and that was months ago now. They made him feel too good to let her go— they made him feel too human, too much like Tenko— and they had no idea.