I Have An Honest Question Because My Dad Doesnt Understand This.. PLEASE ANSWER!!!

I have an honest question because my dad doesn’t understand this.. PLEASE ANSWER!!!

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the pact

pairing: shigaraki x gn villain!reader

warnings: angst, mention of knives, death

word count: 1200

summary: you and shigaraki get put in a critical situation and decide to make a pact and promise reality

minor manga spoilers

the sirens surrounded you, blue and red light flashes giving you a headache as if half a concussion and probably a few broken bones weren't enough. Tomura stood next to you, hands in the air just as you were told. Dabi, Toga and Twice were nowhere in sight, the heroes must've taken them somewhere else. It was just you two, back against a wall and surrounded by a hoard of police cars and heroes with their sidekicks.

“before we leave”, you mumbled as you strapped on your knives onto your belt, “don't forget our pact.”

Tomura paused and took off the hand on his face to look at you. “You think it's gonna happen this time?”

He cocked an eyebrow and smirked, physically restraining from scratching his neck.

You shook your head and put on your vest, before taking his face into your hand. “Of course not. What type of villains would we be if we just assumed we lose?”

He melted into your touch, eyes closing and a soft sigh escaping him. Your thumb caressed his cheek as you got closer for a kiss. “But I also know that we have to be prepared for everything.”

The pact you two made went way back to when you first met. Giran introduced you when both of you had barely turned 18, saying that you would make a great matchup for partners. Of course back then he meant it in a business way, he couldn't have known how good a matchup you two made.

But with AFO getting closer and closer to giving Shigaraki his debut as a villain, you two decided to make a pact: ‘If one of us get caught by heroes or police, the other makes sure to kill them before they get taken into custody.’

Yeah, both of you were young and AFO, as well as Kurogiri told you that they would always be there to get you out of tricky situations like these so you wouldn't have to worry. But with both of them out of sight, it seemed as if the scenario had kicked in.

“I- y/n, we can escape, don't say that!” You could barely hear his voice, the sirens and the news helicopter over you. But you could very clearly see his glassy eyes, bruises gracing his red cheeks and another cut on his lip. You've only seen that look once from him and in that moment you swore you wouldn't ever make him give you that again.

Tears filled your eyes, your throat closed up.

“Keep your hands where we can see them! Resistance is futile! We have you surrounded” The speaker on top of one of the cop cars blasted their words into your ears, yet it sounded muted, all your attention focused on Tomura.

“Kurogiri is gone, AFO is already in custody. We don't know where half the League is!! If we wait any longer, it'll be too late!!” You chuckled between the tears flowing down your face and shrugged in defeat. “This is it, Tomura.”

He knew it was. He had known this was it even before you brought it up. And he had promised himself to never let feelings fog up his view on reality, yet here he was, holding onto some type of hope that rescue would fall out of the sky. That his last sight of you wouldn't be bloodied and bruised up with messy hair and fear written all over your face.

This was never his plan. You were never part of the plan. Falling for you was never part of the plan. Fuck and in this moment he wished he never agreed to this stupid pact. Who cared if the police got you? You'd still be alive and together, right?

“Tomura.”

Wind blew into your faces, a police team getting ready to apprehend you without any mistakes. You could hear the radio and helicopter over you, it smelled like blood and wet fabric.

But you only saw him. And god, was he beautiful. He never liked you complimenting him. Especially on his looks. It was one of the things you could never speak on, even if it was a simple compliment. But you thought he was one of the most beautiful people you've laid eyes on.

From his fading blue hair to his red eyes, he was almost ethereal and made you sigh in admiration every time. He liked neither of it, the fading hair was proof of his past and he always said his red eyes only ever gave him trouble. You loved every aspekt of him, physical or not, and you regretted not voicing it more.

It felt like an eternity until the police squad was assembled and ready to take care of your arrest. Tomura felt time closing in on him, the grip on everyone's weapon as well as the tense heroes that were ready to beat him unconscious so the police could do their job.

“Y/n, I'm so sorry I dragged you into this.”

“Tomura, no-”

“You deserved a long and happy life with someone who wasn't always on the run or recklessly fell into life or death situations. And I'm sorry it has to end like this!”

You felt your cracked ribs aching as you sobbed.

“I would rather have lived a short life with you than a long life with someone else! There isn't a better way this could end, other than with you!”

Tomura smiled faintly, his heart aching as he got ready for what was about to come.

You nodded as he chewed on his lip.

Like a signal went off, you both ran into each other, you pulling out a hidden knives from your sleeves and Tomura spreading your arms for you to run into.

The knives hit his chest and side of his neck. As you pulled out, blood splurted from both points. You sobbed as you mumbled apologies. “I'm so so sorry, this couldn't be less painful-”

His hands wrapped around you, all ten of his fingers on your lower back. You felt the decay starting at your kidneys and working it's way up.

“Tenko.”

Shigaraki gave you a bloody smile as he held you as tight as he could before either you disintegrated or he lost consciousness. He had told you his real name once during a late night talk, he never thought you would remember it. He hated that name and everything it stood for, but hearing it from you gave him a sense of serenity.

“May we meet again in another life y/n.”

You chuckled as the decay worked itself up your chest. Your final moments and you were surrounded by police and heroes with what was probably the love of your life holding you as you both died. It had something comforting, like the ending of a cheesy movie. You were too busy enjoying the first and last hug Tenko had initiated to notice the police officers rushing towards you with medical teams. They wouldn't make it in time, you both had hit yourselves in a way that medical assistance was impossible.

“I love you too…”

The decay finally reached your head, the dust being whirrled up by the helicopter wings and Tenko falling into a puddle of his own blood and going unconscious. He took his last breath with you on his mind, hoping that the next life would be more kind to both of you.

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