She was still asleep. Standing in the doorway, he chewed on his lower lip and simply stared at her. The girl's long, snow-pale hair was spread out behind her on the pillow and she was lying on her side, facing away from him. The blanket had slipped down a little, exposing a bare shoulder and the scars that marred her flesh. Shigaraki reached up and scratched at his neck as he pondered his options.

Going out to the bar, he would find Kurogiri and probably at least one other villain. As well as their potential new member. Thinking about dealing with that headache was all it took to fuel his next actions. The door closed behind him as he entered the room and crossed to the bed.

He joined her beneath the blanket, arms slipping around her waist from behind. His face buried in her pale locks, eyes closing as the scent of her shampoo soothed him. Her body felt soft against his and it brought him comfort in a way that nothing else could. The villain's pulse was fast and only got faster when she turned toward him in her sleep.

The girl's arms wrapped around him and her face buried in his chest. Shigaraki's eyes widened a little, his teeth closing harder on his lip as he tried to remain calm. He was getting excited. He hated this effect that she had on him, but he also loved it. This excitement made him feel energized; he felt unstoppable. Finally, he let his hands rest on her back with one finger on each hand extended. My girl wants me to hold her, he thought almost giddily.

Everything felt better when she was with him. He could deal with the rest of the League of Villains as long as she was there. She made it bearable. She gave him confidence. She gave him all of the support that he could ever need. With Yori, he was sure that nothing could go wrong. It was just enough to have her with him, but since her return she seemed more invested. She wanted to be more involved in his plans. It gave him a sense of satisfaction. Contentment.

When she woke, the girl's bright amber gaze settled on his red stare and she half-smiled. "Ah…good morning, Tomura."

He was silent. The girl's smile, even though it was only at half power, was enough to make his pulse skip a beat. She asked if he wanted breakfast and he nodded. When she got up to get ready for the day, he hesitantly followed her.

Shift P.O.V

Hiyori looked over her shoulder as she ran a brush through her hair and bit the inside of her cheek. How long was he in my bed? And it looks like he wants to say something. She turned back to the mirror in the bathroom and saw him lingering near the wall behind her, scratching his neck. "Tomura?"

The man seemed to realize that she was staring and paused before lowering his hand from his throat. "You're my girl, aren't you, Yori? You like being with me and making me happy, don't you? And you're always so sweet to me. You don't tease me like other people do and you always bring me stuff that I'll like."

In the middle of brushing her teeth now, she was unsure of what to say. Her tails slid from around her waist and shifted to one side. A look at his reflection showed that he was still standing behind her against the wall, still staring at her from behind locks of light blue hair that had fallen over his eyes. After rinsing, she finally turned toward him. "It's…because I like you."

This answer seemed to please him immensely. His dry, scarred lips pulled back into a grin and he lowered his head. "You like me. You really, really like me, Yori? Because I need you. I don't even want to think about what would happen if I lost you again."

She bit the inside of her cheek, mixing the minty flavor of her toothpaste with blood. "I…don't plan to leave again, Tomura. Um…I mean…were you worried that I would-?" Arms wrapped around her faster than she could react and Hiyori returned the hug. She let her hands move up, fingers trailing through his hair and feeling him relax into the embrace.

"You love me, don't you?" She nodded against his shoulder. His grin spread wider. "My girl loves me so much that she gave up her dream to help make mine come true. You're so sweet, Yori." Shigaraki's hold on her tightened abruptly and his grin fell. "So why do you keep spending time with that jerk? He's barely a step above a NPC. I don't get why you hang out with him."

Hiyori's sight was still a little blurry; her glasses in their case on the table beside her bed. It made his tight embrace all the more unsettling. "Tomura, I…just get along with Dabi. But that…isn't even close to what we have."

This seemed to satisfy him and he drew back, scratching his neck once more. "I don't like sharing you with them," he muttered, looking away.

She led the way back into the bedroom and selected her outfit for the day. "How about…after I talk to the kid about joining…we'll do something special?"

He sat on the bed, watching her change out the sweatpants and tank top for a white button-up shirt and black pants. As she put on a black tie, he found his gaze being drawn to the scars that riddled her forearms. Particularly the one that he had caused not long ago. It was a deep scar and very noticeable with her sleeves rolled up. "My girl wants to do something special? Like what? You want to play with me?"

The girl turned to him with a smile. "How about…a date?" Immediately, she saw his eyes go wide. Bending at the waist, she put a hand on his knee and leaned in so her face was close to his. "Tomura, after I talk to Bakugou, we'll go on a date. How does that sound?" He started to chew on his lower lip and she tilted her head. "I…really want to go on a date with you…so…please?"

"You're asking me out?" There was uncertainty in his voice, but his confidence seemed to grow when she leaned down and kissed his cheek. "Yeah. I'll go on a date with you. My girl wants to go on a date."

She went out with Toga to get breakfast for everyone and returned to find their "potential new member" awake. When his eyes met hers, she saw his face turn red and she frowned. Hiyori left the food with Kurogiri and approached Bakugou, ignoring the looks she received from the other villains.

The girl leaned down, long strands of pale hair falling forward and tickling the side of his neck as she stared at him. "Hm? What's up, kid? You're looking kind of red. Tch. Don't tell me you're sick or…something…?" The previous night's activities came rushing to the front of her mind and she felt heat rise to her cheeks. He was awake. This kid heard everything, didn't he? Wait a second! He didn't see anything, did he?!

Almost as if he sensed her question, he turned his head to the side and she saw blood drip from his nose. "Heh…? Silent treatment, huh? That's fine. No worries. We'll have words after you watch the rest of us eat." Leaning down more, she brought her lips near his ear and inconspicuously wiped the blood from his nose with her handkerchief. "You're a sneaky one," she whispered. "Pretty good at playing asleep. You had the others fooled anyway. Don't let your eyelids flutter next time."

She sat at the bar beside Shigaraki in silence, glancing over at the student every so often. No one seemed to notice the redness that overtook his face and his nose had at least stopped bleeding. I scarred him for life. Damn it. Well, I guess that's pretty evil, right? I'm really falling into this villain role a little too easily. Now I have to try to convince him to join. What can I say? He wanted to be a hero, but he would make a nice addition to the League of Villains. As she pondered this, her stingers tapped gently against the seat beneath her.

When Dabi finally arrived, the two exchanged a brief glance before Hiyori returned her attention to her can of black coffee. He took the empty seat on her other side and helped himself to some of the food on the counter. "You look pretty tired, Grayscale."

"Kind of hard to sleep with that just a few rooms away," she replied, nodding toward Bakugou. "Well that's my excuse. What's your excuse for those sleepy panda eyes?" This was said in a taunting tone before she lifted the can of coffee to her lips, taking a long sip of the bitter beverage.

He yawned and smirked. "I hooked up with someone and she kept me pretty busy for a while. She was feisty. Really tired me out by the time she was satisfied."

Kurogiri seemed to be the only one that suspected anything and narrowed his eyes in Hiyori's direction. "Did you have any trouble on your way here?"

"I didn't. Funny how no one recognizes me; I didn't think I was that plain-looking," Hiyori answered.

"Your dad is outside talking to himself again," Dabi stated. "He tried to get in, but I closed him out. I thought he was banned."

"He is banned." Shigaraki finally spoke up from Hiyori's other side, having blocked out the conversation until now. Looking up from his game, he glared over at the dark-haired young man. "You're late. I hate it when people don't show up on time. Either show up when you're supposed to or don't show up at all. We don't even need you today. First you show up late and then you start saying vulgar stuff like that. No one cares that you had a one-night stand with some girl. Why would you think we want to hear you talk about a girl you slept with?"

Hiyori reached over, letting a hand rest on his arm and meeting his look of frustration with a concerned frown. This seemed to calm him slightly and she reached to the food selection with her free hand. Finding a sweet bun, she set it in front of him and nodded toward it. "You…have to eat something. Aren't you hungry?"

The man dragged it closer with a fingertip and opened the plastic wrapping. "You're worrying about me and all you had was coffee," he muttered.

She watched him take a bite, his eyes fixed upon her, and offered a half-smile. "I'm just…saving my appetite for later," she assured him. When she saw a little filling on the side of his mouth, she reached over with a thumb to wipe it away. Bringing it to her lips, she licked it off and realized that he had stopped eating to stare. "Tomura…?"

He lowered his head again and reached up with his free hand, clawing at his neck and leaving behind deep red lines. "How can you stand hanging out with a guy like that? He doesn't even care about you. He's talking about some random girl he slept with like it's no big deal. Didn't you have a one-night stand with him?"

The girl's shoulders drooped and her tails coiled around each other. "Well…th-that's the thing about one-night stands. They don't really mean anything. It's like…the same as holding open a door for someone…I guess. It's just a passing moment in time…and then it's over. It ends like that. I'm not hurt by it."

Shigaraki gritted his teeth and pushed away the remainder of his breakfast. "I'm not even hungry now." He glared past her at Dabi, who was preoccupied with checking his phone. "I don't want you to hang out with him anymore."