NeonHorizon: For personal reasons, I've decided that Twice won't have any actual dialogue in this fanfic. Ever. Moving on! If you thought I'd skip Shigaraki's reaction to the kiss, you were wrong! Prepare for some awkward villain romcom goodness!

A normal man would probably act thrilled to hear that someone loved them. A normal man would probably be even more thrilled when that someone wrapped their arms around them and kissed them. Most would hug back and probably return the kiss. After all, that kind of thing takes a lot of courage and reciprocating is the least a man could do to reward that bravery.

Shigaraki was, unfortunately for Kugutsu, not a normal man. Being every bit as bizarre as she was, and even less adept at situations like this, he did none of the above mentioned things. In fact, the villain tensed as if he had been stabbed. His hands remained at his sides, eyes remained open as he stared at the girl's pale eyelids just millimeters from his.

Even though he failed to show an outward reaction, there was definitely an internal one. His heart felt like it might explode. It became a legitimate worry for a second as he felt her warm embrace and the softness of her lips against his. The feeling of her chest pushing against his own when she tightened her hold.

It felt nice. It felt too nice. It was irritatingly pleasant and he had the strong urge to push her away to break contact. His heart was speeding up too fast. A warm feeling was beginning to form in him and he had no idea how to handle it. This foreign sensation was confusing to the point that he just wanted it to end so he could stop feeling like this.

When Kugutsu finally broke contact and stepped back, her face was bright red. Her ears were flat against her head as she shyly looked away. Shigaraki's blood was smeared over her lips from the kiss, but she seemed to have not noticed. "…I…lost control…sorry…" The villain's voice was barely a whisper.

She shook her head and ruffled at her hair, her lips twisting into a frown. "That…that was pretty stupid, right? I shouldn't have just forced myself on you like that! You probably think I'm so uncool now, right?"

His eyes had widened when she grabbed him and now they narrowed. Taking a step toward her, he set a hand on top of her head and kept his little finger extended. His pulse was still speeding faster than a bullet train, but he refused to show that excitement. Instead, his mouth twitched into a satisfied smirk. Even after all of that, she was worried about him thinking she was cool.

Leaning down to bring his face closer to hers, he saw her blush darkening. Her eyes were averted, but darted in his direction to steal glances at him. He was suddenly reminded of a visual novel he had once played. There was a secret unlockable character that was really complicated to get. A character unlike any of the others. While the other characters had been various stereotypes of normal high school girls, this one had been vicious and powerful. Unlocking them also unlocked a "destruction" mode that allowed the player to decimate whole buildings throughout the map and kill the other characters.

"You said you love me, didn't you?" he finally asked.

Kugutsu kept her eyes focused away from him and lowered her head. She swallowed, loudly, and she was starting to fidget with the strap of her bag. "Yeah…"

Shigaraki brushed a fingertip along the back of one of her feline ears and was rewarded with a loud, uncontrollable purring sound. He saw her hips wiggling side to side, but chose once again to not mention that it looked like she was trying to wag an imaginary tail. "How much do you love me?"

She bit her lip to keep herself from saying something embarrassing. It was actually rather cute. "I…love you a lot," she replied, once she appeared to be calm enough to answer. She displayed a sheepish half-smile.

Those words made his chest hurt. Like his heart was being inflated, but also like someone was trying to stab it before it got too big. That was the only way he could think of it. This girl, this psychopath with cat ears, loved him. She was devoted to him. She was something that was completely his. This thought brought him immeasurable satisfaction as he continued to trace his fingertip along the back of her velvety soft cat ear.

However, still being Shigaraki, he was not about to get all starry-eyed just because he realized that he enjoyed having her around. So when he spoke, instead of saying something sweet or endearing, he asked, "If you love me so much…what would you let me do to you?"

It was a question meant to test her. Basically, he wanted to know the extent of her loyalty. Before, when he had threatened to kill her if she annoyed him, she had been completely fine with it. So that was what he was trying to ask now. Did she love him enough to die if he wanted her to die? That would be insane, but he knew her sanity must be low. Just look at who she had fallen in love with. Look at the people she surrounded herself with.

Instead of going pale with fear, a fresh blush rose to Kugutsu's face and made her freckles all but disappear within the red. Shigaraki saw a thin trickle of blood run down from her nose, over her upper lip, mixing with his blood that had been drying on her lower lip. The girl covered her mouth with a hand, swiftly taking a few steps back as her eyes widened.

The villain stared down at her, feeling perplexed and irritated at her reaction. She was not answering his question and it was quickly pissing him off. "Yami. If you're such a loyal fan-" Before he could finish his sentence, she had turned and was sprinting off into the crowded shopping center.

He gritted his teeth, wanting to chase her down and get his answer. What made him stop was when he spotted a group of high school age students. Kids that he recognized from the USJ attack. Glancing toward Kugutsu's disappearing figure, he grumbled quietly and turned his attention to the students. They reminded him of failure. To make matters worse, now he was noticing Stain merchandise in store windows. His fan girl running away, the UA students, and Stain. It all pissed him off so much, he could hardly take it.

Shift P.O.V

Arriving back at the office, Kugutsu felt the blood drying on her mouth and chin. I probably looked like a maniac. Running here like an idiot with blood on my face. Damn it. She ruffled her hair frantically, the shadows around her dancing wildly as she stomped a boot against the floor.

I looked so stupid! Why did I do that?! I…I kissed him! I kissed Shigaraki right out in the open like that! He probably thinks I'm disgusting! I looked like a pervert, throwing myself at him! Kugutsu rubbed frantically at the dried blood and jumped when she heard someone clear their throat.

Turning slightly, she could feel herself blushing with embarrassment. Sitting on the couch on Giran's side of the office was her favorite new member of the League of Villains, wearing a paper bag over his head with holes cut for his eyes. Kugutsu sighed and ran fingers through her hair, averting her gaze as she tried to regain her composure. "Jin-san…sorry you saw that. It was unprofessional."

He tilted his head slightly, as if to ask what was wrong. Every time he spoke, he contradicted himself, so he seemed to have decided on that day to try to thwart his own peculiar habit by simply not speaking.

"I just…embarrassed myself. It happens. Um…where's Giran-san?" She saw him hold up an empty cigarette pack, shaking it upside down. "Ah. Okay. Thank you. Um…are you okay here by yourself or…?" He nodded. "I'll just be down the hall."

Once she was safely in her room, with the door locked and a blanket stuffed at the bottom of the door to block all sound, she released a scream of frustration. I can't believe how uncool I've been acting today! I made myself look so stupid in front of Shigaraki and then I had a full on tantrum in front of Jin-san!

Kugutsu sank to the floor, her back against the wall as she wrapped her arms around herself. Just remembering Shigaraki's question, after their kiss, sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach. That simple question. That question that she, as an obsessive fan girl, had completely misconstrued. That question that she was continuing to misconstrue.

When those words left his scarred, dry lips, she felt heat rush through her like a wave. Burning through her veins, filling her stomach, making her heart race. The question of what she would let him do to her. Closing her eyes, she fought the urge to make an embarrassing fan girl sound. He sounded so cool! He looked so cool! Come on, though! Mind out of the gutter! Clean thoughts! It's not like he would ever…really…be into me that way, right? Even though he got jealous…

She remained on the floor for a while, trying to calm herself down. If Giran saw her acting hyper or even remotely excited, he would never let her live it down. Of course, Bubaigawara would keep quiet about what he saw. Especially since he seemed to have decided to just not talk.

By the time Kugutsu felt composed, she left her room to locate Giran and tell him that Iguchi Shuichi had agreed to join the League of Villains. She left out the detail about Shigaraki showing up; partially because it was unimportant and partially because she was afraid of reliving her embarrassment.

"So how'd it go? I bet you two really hit it off, huh?" he teased. "Those gamer types really go for you, Kugutsu-chan."

She bristled and leaned against the side of his desk, arms crossed. "…I'm not bait…" the girl muttered.

"I never said you were. You just click well with them. I mean, you spend enough time on those games. They can relate to you better than me." Smirking, he lit a cigarette and leaned back in his seat. "Iguchi was a shut-in until a little bit ago. Did he tell you that? Not a lot of experience with girls, either."

"Yeah; I could tell." She started chewing at her thumbnail, frowning ever so slightly. Wait…how long was Shigaraki watching us? Did he…did he show up to make sure everything went okay? So did I actually make him proud by getting Spinner to join?! The thought made her feel bubbly inside and she had to fight to not grin.

"What? Did something happen?"

"…not really…" Kugutsu looked to the couch and frowned. "Where's Jin-san?"

"Huh? He left already." Giran pushed up his glasses, looking at his part-time assistant with curiosity. "Hey, kid, what's going on? You're being quieter than usual. What happened? You only get like this when you're embarrassed."

"Giran-san!" She bit her lip, hating that she had raised her voice. Truth be told, she was frustrated. Kugutsu had, in fact, embarrassed herself at least twice. When she had forced that kiss on Shigaraki and then got a nosebleed in front of him. Also having a hair-ruffling, boot-stomping tantrum in front of Bubaigawara.

Giran stared up at her for a moment and sighed. Opening a drawer in his desk, he rummaged around and then produced a chocolate bar. Sliding it to her across the desk, he met her eyes directly. "Maybe this'll help." He knew her well enough by this point. When she got embarrassed, she got really quiet, but really angry. It was better to try to just distract her from whatever had happened instead of prying. "Come on. It's a good brand. I need you to be civil, okay? We've got another new member dropping by later."

She gave a small nod and took the offering. As she unwrapped it, Kugutsu's fan girl brain filled with the memory of kissing Shigaraki. It made her pulse seem to flutter and a faint smile drew at her mouth. His lips had been chapped, but they were warm, and when she hugged him it had made her feel almost giddy.

Shift P.O.V

Trudging into the bar, Shigaraki saw that Giran and the two new members had gone. Kurogiri was still there, though. As Shigaraki sat at the counter, he grimaced and chewed at his lower lip. The day had been too eventful. He hated having so much stuff happen in one day, but it had. The new members, that encounter with Kugutsu, and then the thing with the UA students.

Kurogiri heard him grumble and probably looked up from cleaning a glass. Hard to tell what with not having a defined head. "Is there something that you need to discuss?" he asked, bartender instincts kicking in.

Shigaraki scowled at him and looked down at the bar. "She said she's in love with me. What am I supposed to do about it?" he muttered, reaching up to scratch at his neck. He instantly remembered how it felt to have her arms wrapped around him, the warmth of her chest against his. He slouched lower and narrowed his eyes.

The glowing yellow eyes of Kurogiri widened a little. "You crossed paths with Kugutsu. I see. Do you feel the same way?"

He gritted his teeth, not about to talk about how he felt towards her. Kugutsu made him feel good. That was all that mattered. That was no concern of Kurogiri's. As Shigaraki's nails dragged over his neck, he felt a spark of hatred. He had never felt so frustrated about a person before. Not this way. Not in the "need to know where they are and what they're doing" way. Not in the "need an answer to my question or I might literally die" way.

"In my experience, most women prefer men that take charge and make the first move," Kurogiri remarked. He was just trying to be helpful. This dad/bartender combo role he suddenly found himself in was rather amusing to him.

Glaring up at him through locks of pale blue hair, Shigaraki seethed. "No one loves you. So who are you even talking about? I don't need advice. You don't even have a fan. You don't know what I need."

"What you need is to do is reciprocate in some way before she falls in love with someone else." Kurogiri continued cleaning the glass and probably bowed his head. "What will you do if she loses interest in you?"

The thought had not crossed his mind, but it pissed him off. The idea that his loyal fan girl might lose interest in him. His nails dug a little deeper in his neck.