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Shinso and his mom came by your room later that evening and invited you all to join them for a very extravagant dinner in the hospital cafeteria. Monarch was the only to politely declined as he had something "else" pressing to do.

You were too hungry to care about quality, and even so, the feeling of normalcy in conversation and smiling faces made it one of your favorite dinners ever. Mihoko occasionally pushed Shinso's hair around which he allowed but didn't look thrilled about it, like a grumpy cat letting his mom groom him. Seeing her so happy with Shinso reminded you how this warm and cozy moment was almost not possible.

Hajime Shinso cleared you and Hitoshi, thanks to recovery girl making a quick visit, and after eating A LOT of food. Shinso probably had three whole burgers at dinner. His dad ran a few tests on you and, so far, no changes from earlier that day, with you or your quirk. But you agreed to stay overnight.

It wasn't a hard choice, really. When you watched the news in your room again and saw the small mob of people demanding a press conference from the heroes, you were glad to hide in the hospital a while longer.

The cameras shifted and everyone got excited when Hawks came flying down to greet everyone. It was amazing how people literally flocked to him. You smiled seeing his handsome face again. He put on such a shallow performance but you felt like there was more to his character underneath.

The reporters jumped on him instantly and swarmed him with questions about last night, Valentini, and you. Under that kind of pressure you would have cried but he looked totally unfazed.

"Hawks! (Y/N) was spotted wearing your signature jacket - is there something more to that?" A spunky, young reporter got as close as she could to Hawks without hiding him from the camera.

I love that is their main concern...

"Oh, being nosy are we?" His flirty voice made the reporter lose her balance, "I shouldn't talk about her when she isn't present. That could be rude."

"Well, now we're dying to know. Has everyone's favorite speed hero actually found someone to keep up with him?"

Hawks grinned at the camera and you felt like he was starring right at you, "We'll see, won't we?"

You smacked your face with you palms. That's going to attract even more attention - which I don't need - idiot!!

Midnight stayed with you in your room until All Might suddenly called her in to help with the press, "I don't want to leave you alone, though," Midnight said.

"I won't be. Shinso's down the hall and the doctor's goons are a click away," you showed her the remote next to your bed.

"Okay. I'll try to settle this before tomorrow," she said, "But call me, or... or Monarch," she huffed, "If you need anything. Even just someone to stay in your room tonight. Security is downstairs and we have pros stationed close by if that makes you feel safer."

"Meh," you shrugged your shoulders and giggled when she glared at you.

"I'm serious, little missy," she snapped.

"I know! Just trying to lighten the mood."

"Ha-ha," she sassed, "Alright, just do your dear aunty a favor and don't leave the hospital. Or your room if you can help it. Please."

She kissed your forehead before heading out. You wanted to put on a brave face for her so she could do her job, but it was also to help you get through this. The plan was to sleep until you were kicked out in the morning, but after an hour went with you starring blankly at the ceiling, you knew that wasn't going to work.

You ended up having a half-awake dream where Shigaraki was next to your bed, reaching for your neck, and you gasped awake. It didn't help your vivid imagination that the League had people like Kurogiri who could teleport seemingly wherever. What if they showed up in your room? Could they even do that?

No... too many heroes are watching. They wouldn't come here.

Now you couldn't stop thinking about the League. It was exciting to be with them but it wasn't a thrill you were eager to get back to. Especially, Dabi. You shivered, still unsure if you thought he was creepily hot. What would look like minus the scars? Probably cute, if he's still appealing with them...

You sighed and slouched in your bed. You didn't want to be alone after all. The only person you wanted to see right now was in the same building but you didn't want to bother him if he needed rest.

Selfishness won the battle, however, and you were about to leave your room but someone was already on the other side. You backed away in alarm, but Shinso pushed himself through and caught you by the shoulders.

"It's just me," he said and waited for you to calm down, "Sorry - I was about to knock."

You held a hand to your chest and felt your fast heartbeat, "It's okay, I'm just so damn jumpy right now."

Shinso was in a warm sweater and plaid pajama pants, not too different from your current bedtime attire. A playful smirk dressed his sleepy face, "I came to see if you wanted to hit the vending machine with me."

You grinned, "We escaped death and you want a late-night snack raid? I thought you'd never ask."

"The cafeteria is closed for the night but the good stuff is just down the hall."

"Lead the way."

The two of you picked out a handful of snacks, juices and sodas and carted it all back to your room. The hallways were dim for the other patients who were sleeping and you felt like a couple of children sneaking food out of the fridge at night.

You dumped your goodies on your bed and frowned, "It's not gonna be very comfy squeezing on the one bed."

"Ah," Shinso dropped his snacks as well, "Watch this."

He approached the cheap looking couch by the closed window and removed the top cushions. Beneath was an entire bed that expanded as Shinso slowly pulled it out.

"I wouldn't say its a comfier solution," Shinso dropped the metal bed frame onto the floor, "But it's bigger."

"Are there blankets?" You asked.

He held up a couple of stripped fabric rolls and you nodded, "Perfect."

Like the disturbed young adults you were, you ate your feelings with chocolates, melon candies - just about anything to give you cavities - and drowned your sorrows with laughter and a very PG, gore-free comedy movie. The pullout bed did its job, as in, giving you something more comfortable to sit on than the cold, tile floor. Normally, nights like this with Shinso included zombie movies but that just didn't seem appropriate under the circumstances.

Eventually, the two of you ended up spooning in the blankets and candy wrappers, with his long limbs enveloping you. His steady breathing next to your ear was so soothing you almost fell asleep.

"Hey," he purred against your neck. You weren't even sure if he did that on purpose or if his voice was naturally that sexy. "You okay?"

"What? Yeah I'm... fine."

"You were whimpering in your sleep."

"Oh... that's embarrassing," you laughed, "I think I'm having nightmares."

"I can't sleep either. Really makes me want my dad's quirk instead."

"Does the man really not sleep?"

"He does sometimes to humor my mom," he pulled you in closer to his chest, "That's why I bothered you tonight. I probably could've gotten one of my parents but... I wanted to make you feel safe too. Does that make me the biggest chicken ever?"

"Hell no," you scoffed, "The biggest chicken wouldn't have made it through what you've been through..."

"What about you?" He asked, "I've heard bits from everyone. But not a peep from you."

You gulped, "What have you heard?"

"Not enough. You can tell me. I want to know."

You exhaled and pressed yourself further into Shinso's clutches. His arms crossed your chest and he got you extra cuddly before story time.

"Well, first, one of the villains was impersonating you..." you started from the camp and skipped the bit where Toga jumped you in the alley, pretending to be Shinso, just because you didn't want to make him feel even worse.

You briefly talked about your time with the League and how you had to work with them in order to find Valentini. The part where you killed him was coming up and you maneuvered your way around that detail and tried to distract him with news of your father.

He probably heard that Hawks took care of Valentini...

"Butcher. The cops mentioned it," Shinso sighed, "Are you okay? Do you know why he came after you?"

"Beats me. That freaky-dude, All For One, thinks it's about this villain hierarchy."

Shinso growled and it sent vibrations across your back, "There's no end to this bullshit."

"There's... more. But I think I need to wait before I talk about it," you said.

Shinso kissed your shoulder, making your chest tingle, "Take the time you need. But don't suffer with it alone."

"Same goes for you. I couldn't stand the short time I had with that psychopath, but you were with him for days... I can't even imagine."

"Sure you can. You were with Shigaraki," he said.

"I... they weren't nearly as bad."

You felt him go rigid, "Really?"

"I mean, they didn't torture me or starve me or... anyway. That's not important," you grabbed onto his wrists just above your chest, "What's important is that you're here now and we can try to move passed all this. You seem to be handling it well - considering?"

"Hm. Maybe," he said, "I expected to see some horrible things when I became a hero. Didn't think it would be this soon, but I guess it's the reality of what's hiding out there in the shadows. I just need to be stronger."

"Good point... maybe I am too soft for this business," you muttered.

Shinso chuckled, "It's not bad to have a soft heart. I hope that doesn't change too much."

You smiled, "If I'm to survive this I'll have to get stronger too... Hey. Wait a minute. I forgot that I'm mad at you!"

"Why?"

You turned your head sharply to look up at him, "Valentini said you came looking for him - before anyone was even out to get you. Why would you do that?!"

"Ah," his grin was a bit bashful, "I was upset with what everyone was saying about you - or us, I guess. I just wanted to find whoever wrote the article and chat with them. Maybe persuade them to write something on puppies instead."

You rolled your eyes, and reverted back to your original position, "Don't do that again. Ever."

"I just wanted to protect you, in my own way," you could see now, but you felt his eyes traveling from the back of your head to your thighs.

"This," you wiggled in his arms, "Is the kind of protecting I like."

"Not complaining. I wish we could stop time. Have a quirk for that?"

He snuggled into your neck when you giggled in response. You wished that too. As soon as you left those hospital doors, you had to face the madness outside. The media was a powerful tool that could sway the opinions of many. As much as you chose to ignore them, many others would soak it in like their new religion.

Was Shigaraki's dream of destroying society actually coming to fruition? Would he still hunt you? What did Butcher have planned? Why were you important for that plan?

You didn't notice your breathing increasing like a crescendo, but Shinso hushed into your ear and left sweet little kisses down your exposed neck. The way you were positioned, he had perfect access to tease that particular area.

When your breaths mellowed down, they still had a heaviness to them - just not caused by fear. You felt him smiling against your soft skin and continued loving on you with his lips.

A distraction was exactly what you needed. What you wanted. Was that wrong? Did Shinso want a distraction too? The tingling sensation spread from your chest until it reached your core, and then lower...

His hand crept under your shirt and slid across your stomach. The coolness of his fingers made you shiver and the rest of your body ached with jealousy, wanting to feel his hands everywhere.

"If I'm not allowed to chase villains who are after you, then the same goes for you," he said, "You went through so much trouble to find me. I'm..."

He paused while his hand made tiny circles along your abdomen, "Am I wrong to think that maybe you have stronger feelings for me?"

While waiting for your response, he continued to nibble your skin below your ear. Your body was getting hot and you felt like a melting ice cube in his hands.

"You're not wrong," you said, "I thought about it since you were kidnapped, and maybe a little before that."

His hand stopped moving.

"I do love you, Hitoshi... I just didn't feel like I deserved to say so. Not when, well..."

"Tell me."

"When you were not yourself," you said referring to Toga, "I thought you really didn't like me anymore. And part of me didn't blame you. You confessed your feelings and I tried to ignore it because I felt guilty. And then, you were being cruel and Bakugo was kind of there..."

Oh, gods, please don't make me continue.

When Shinso remained silent you sighed, "I got carried away. And it wasn't for my quirk," you admitted, "So, even if I love you, I feel like you deserve better."

"(Y/N)," he sounded irritated but like he was suppressing it, "You don't need to feel bad. We never made anything official. We wanted to focus on school and avoid crap like this. I knew that before saying I loved you, so if anyone is responsible for me feeling any sort of way it's me."

It felt reassuring to hear, but it didn't take the pain away completely, "Still..."

"I know you and your quirk," he continued, "Pretty well too, I think. I've always known loving you could bring an annoying amount of competition. But I don't care."

You peered up at him from over your shoulder and his purple eyes met yours, "You're worth the wait."

His words both stung and delighted you. How could you choose to torture yourself? But wasn't that what you were doing? Juggling feelings for too many people, and doing nothing to stop yourself.

Shinso bent his head down and kissed you softly and sweetly. He tasted like strawberries - or was it citrus? Various flavors from the sweet candies you had consumed. Then, his lips parted yours and he deepened the kiss, making the rest of you weak. His hand, still on your stomach, pressed you back into him and you arched back in a natural response, exposing more of your neck.

He took the bait and dove straight for your sensitive spot with his teeth. A tiny gasp escaped you which only encouraged him further. While he was leaving, what you assumed would be, a deep love mark on your flesh, his hand was exploring some more. His fingers gently slid beneath your elastic pajama bottoms and you squirmed.

"Want me to stop?" He husky voice whispered.

You could hear a pin drop you got so quiet, but you slowly shook your head and managed to say, "No..."

His lips moved to the back of your neck and you were suddenly annoyed that his sweater and your shirt were so in the way.

"I'm, um..." you cringed at how pitiful your voice sounded, "Not well versed?"

Shinso paused, and then snickered uncontrollably. You elbowed him in the stomach and whined at him, "Stop laughing!"

"I'm sorry," he kissed your neck in apology, "Who says that, though!"

"Me!"

"You can just say virgin," but the way he said it while opening his mouth against your skin with his warmth and tongue caressing you made you suddenly feel quite the opposite.

"I'm too embarrassed..." you covered your face with your hands.

"Hm. Want a little encouragement?"

Did he mean... You couldn't see his face in this position but you assumed he meant brainwashing. The thought terrified and excited you.

"I won't be mean," he assured.

"Liar," you scoffed, but you were too curious, "Maybe a little help..."

"Can you do something for me?" He asked.

"What?"

You could feel your eyes glazing over. Oh, gods! Now you were in his hands. You weren't sure if you regretted letting him have control yet, but you knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Now, you had to wait and see what happened.

"It's a little warm," he hummed, "Take your pajamas off. Slide them down... slowly."

...FUUUUUUDGE! This is too embarrassing!

But your body moved obediently. Still on your side, you reached for the hem of your pants and inched them off of your hips until they reached your toes. It was difficult to do, even while mind-controlled, when trapped against Shinso and the blankets, but he seemed to enjoy it. You were a puppet but you could still hear him and feel him.

"Do the same with your shirt. Nice and slow."

Your top slid upwards, thanks to you own hands. This time, you did have to adjust a little, but as soon as you were in your bra, you settled back into his chest. When you did, you screamed internally as soon as you felt his warm, bare skin and hard muscles. Bye-bye sweater!

Still spooning, Shinso embraced you and guided his hand over your hip. His hands were once cool but now they felt like fire leaving a trail along your body. He returned his face to the crook of your neck, "Fuck... (Y/N)."

You gasped. Power returned to you once again. Your face did the usual and turned beet red.

"Um... why'd you stop?" You asked timidly.

Shinso's finger lifted the edge of your underwear that met your hipbone, "I'm not. I'm just going to try a new trick..."

"What's that," you squeaked, your heart pounding.

His breath brushed your ear, "Mind control. Using only my hands. And my mouth. Until you're at my mercy... until I've invaded your thoughts so much that no one else can seep through the cracks."

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Shinso's other hand reached to access your chest and rubbed his thumb against one of your breasts. He deepened his massage, causing you to lean further into him and this delicious sensation he was making you feel.

"Hitoshi..." you let out a breathy sigh. Hardly anything happened yet.

"Just relax. You have no idea how long I've... Let's just not rush anything."

His fingers slid down beneath the seal of your underwear, giving you goosebumps that plagued your flesh. You bit your tongue, not like you could form words at the moment, and he felt between your thighs. His warm lips pressed against the back of your neck, painfully soft and slow with their movements. Your head was getting fuzzy, giving you a similar sensation to his quirk.

One of his fingers brushed your most sensitive area and you jolted in response. Shinso chuckled and continued to make slow, swirling movements until the lack of entry was just plain frustrating. He'd wanted you for "so long," did he?

Then take me already!