--☆ You had made out with Shigaraki, his breath quite literally stolen away. He was panting as he watched you fix your lipstick in front of the mirror. There was a tiny smudge that drew from the corner of your lips down. He smiled and turned your chin to face him, then wiped the little smudge with his thumb. Ironic, hm? He was fixing a tiny smudge on your lips when his lips and skin were plastered in your kiss prints.

Shigaraki:" There.. perfect." he murmured, his raspy voice soft