shigaraki sat near the fireplace of the base, he raised an eyebrow as you walked over with a small wrapped box. “you seriously got me a gift..?” he takes it with three fingers and carefully unwraps it.

He opens the box, and sees a few chapsticks and lotion. Along with gloves, he narrows his crimson eyes and looks back up at you. “…if you weren’t useful..I would’ve disintegrated you..” he says sharply, but a small smirk appears on his features. He hasn’t received gifts in a long time..