Ochako looked at him with her eyes wide. She couldn't ignore the over whelming feeling of being close to him. She wasn't sure how much time had passed now just staring at him. Everything around them seemed to melt away almost making her forget where she was.

She felt him slide a hand up her back. She decided she wanted to close the distance between them. Whatever happened in the white room, stayed in the white room.

She pressed her lips against the lips of the villain that once tried to kill her and her friends. It was almost electrifying- close to mind blowing. Ochako had kissed a few boys before but it wasn't anywhere like this. Maybe it was because they could die at any given moment. Maybe because they could get caught. If they were caught, the whole world would know Uravity liked a villain.

Tomura pulled away first to stare at her. He had no idea what they would do from now until they left this place or died. He brushed his fingers against her cheek. Maybe this was his only chance to touch her. To actually feel someone without being able to kill them... He wanted some sign to keep going but human interaction wasn't his strong suit.

"Tomura," she said softly.

"Y-yea."

"Do... do you want to keep going?"

"Only if you want too," he answered back.

"Keep going then."

He swallowed hard.

This has to be a fucking dream. This shit wouldn't happen to me.

Ochako pulled away and leaned back onto the white floor, propped up by her elbows. Tomura crawled over to her. Luckily he was in arms reach of her pillow and slid it under her head so it wasn't uncomfortable for her. He started kissing her lips softly before moving to her neck. She squirmed underneath him, parting her legs wider. Her whole body was so warm and inviting.

I can't believe someone like her... wants me. ME of all people.

Ochako slid her hands under his shirt, brushing her fingers against his skin without thinking about it first. Tomura hadn't kissed anyone before or even messed with anyone but he didn't do a bad job... maybe it was more like it had been a while for her too. She was thankful he had no quirk at the moment or this would end very badly for her.

He lifted her shirt up, eyeing her body hungrily. She had a thin outline of abs like he had thought originally and it was pretty hot. Just the idea of being able to throw him around was enough to make his dick half way stiff. Shigaraki ran his fingers up her stomach to her chest realizing she had no bra on. His heart was pounding so hard it almost made him dizzy as he lifted her shirt up. He now saw all the scars littering her body even though they were light in color.

"You're gorgeous."

Ochako blushed a dark red color and looked away. Just as he went to grab one of her perfect breast, he started floating upward.

"Oh my god!"

Tomura hit the ceiling looking rather surprised.

"I'm so sorry!"

He covered his face.

I'm floating in the fucking air with a hard dick. Why me?

"I am so sorry!"

"It's ok... I got carried away and forgot your quirk. Just don't drop me ok? My dick might break from this distance."

He was spinning the air some making him feel more embarrassed than he already was.

She turned bright red.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"Sure."

Just fucking kill me please.

Ochako stood under him and pressed her fingers together. Shigaraki dropped out of the air into her arms, dropping her down on the ground with him on top of her. She looked at him and laughed unable to control herself for a few minutes.

"I am so sorry! I forgot sometimes my quirk can activate without me touching my hands together."

Tomura actually smiled at her before looking at the ceiling. There seemed to be a dent in it.

"Didn't you say you checked the room for cameras?"

"I did."

She looked upward to see what he was looking at.

"Oh... I never tried going through the ceiling."

"Float me back up."

Ochako touched her ten finger tips together and touched him. Since her body and mind wasn't distracted, he was able to float up easily without spinning around. Once he got close enough, he realized that there was ceiling tiles made of foam and plastic. It looked so seamless until he was close to it.

Our way out.

He pushed on it more and it popped out. He peeked his head through and looked around. It smelled like bleach and other cleaners. There was a weird smell... like salt. Tomura fixed the ceiling back in place. He hadn't thought of even going near the ceiling. Ochako looked just as surprised as him. So...

We have our way out.

"Bring me back down."

Ochako did as he asked. He landed a lot easier this time.

"Alright... I think we have our way out."

She beamed at him.

"I guess... making out has it's advantages."

He turned bright red suddenly remembering what happened almost ten minutes ago.

"I-I-

She walked over to him with purpose in her step. She embraced him, burying her face in his chest.

"Um..."

"We need to come up with a plan."

"I suppose you're right."

They stood there together holding each other as they both were flooded with some sense of relief.

X

X

Ochako woke up in her spot. She hadn't slept well. She had watched as Shigaraki paced back and forth for an hour a while ago... it could've been night but she had no idea. He looked like he had been thinking hard and he looked super pissed. Maybe it was the failure of theirs to notice the ceiling earlier? They really hadn't been talking before the last few times they napped.

Her brown eyes landed on his sleeping figure. Ochako's mind flickered to yesterday when the kissing had started. She had been shocked by his rough caring nature after Overhaul attempted to manhandle her. The whole thing happened so fast... Did she want that kind of thing? Did she want her first real time to be with the mass murdering villain?

What would happen when this would be all over? Do I run away with him? Do I make him change sides?

It would be ridiclous to think it was a simple fling because she was lonely. It was much more than that now. They shared secrets. His would more than ruin lives... Hers would make her look stupid and childish. She didn't want Izuku to know that she had those kinds of feelings for him at one point.

Even if they escaped... There would be no win to it- not anymore.

Ochako chewed her lip. What would everyone think of her? What would her parents say to her? What would Shouto, Izuku and Katsuki have to say about it all? She pulled on her hair almost feeling panicked. What was she going to do now?

Oh my god...

None of that mattered.

Her sudden attachment to him worried her the most. Or was it even sudden? What if she wanted more with him and they couldn't have that? What if they came to a fight on opposing sides? Was she supposed to run? Was she supposed to let him capture her? How unfair this whole thing was but she had brought it upon herself. She should've stayed on her side of the room.

The sound of Shigaraki groaning in his sleep broke her from her thoughts. She watched him as he moved around in his sleep and started snoring again. Guilt was now eating her alive. This was his first thing with a female ever. She let herself get carried away in the moment of him showing off a little bit of protectiveness. She fucking swooned over it without a second thought.

Maybe villains are more your type, said a nasty little voice in her head.

Ochako closed her eyes.

This is all my fault.

X

X

Shigaraki woke up with a splitting headache. He tried his best to sleep but he kept going in and out. He hated when he did that but he had no control over it. He forced himself to close his eyes again, just enough to drift in and out even if it was for another hour. It had been a while since he felt itchy in any way but it started to creep up into his hands and it hurt.

He sat up quickly.

"Fuck!"

His hands started to itch all over and they started to dry out and crack. Bleed started to seep through the cracks. He held out his hands as the blood dripped onto the floor.

"Ask her for help."

Tomura looked around trying to figure out where the voice came from.

"Hello?"

"Ask her for help, Tenko."

"Mom?"

He jumped as his mother appeared at his side. She knelt down and looked at his hands without touching him.

"Your quirk is trying to resurface. I suppose your body is becoming immune to that terrible drug."

"It... it wouldn't be so bad to not have it."

His mother looked sad.

"It's a waste of a powerful quirk."

"I don't care."

"You're going to be a liability... being quirkless."

"I don't care. I just want to feel her."

Him and his mother looked up to see Ochako sitting on the other side of the room. She was looking at the ceiling with a smile on her face.

"She's beautiful, Tenko."

"She is Mom."

"Hmmm."

Shigaraki looked at her.

"What?"

"She's a hero."

"Yea."

"What made you change your mind?"

"She isn't like anyone else."

His mother smiled.

"How funny for you to say that."

"Why?"

"Let her save you."

"You mean from this room right?" he asked.

"No. Let her save you from the destructive path you're on."

Shigaraki stared at Ochako.

"I'm not right for her."

His mother chuckled.

"I wouldn't say that just yet."

His mom stood up.

"Get up."

"Why?"

"Follow me."

Shigaraki got up and followed his mother.

"She's crying."

He knelt down trying to reach out to her but his hand went through her body like she was a ghost.

"Why though?"

His mother sat down by her brushing the hair off of the pro hero's face.

"I don't know. Maybe because she's been strong too long. She misses her friends and family or..." she trailed off looking at him.

"Or what?"

"She's crying for you."

Shigaraki sat up quickly looking for her. He stared at Ochako. Her body was shaking.

"Ochako?"

She jumped in her spot. She wiped her face quickly.

"Y-yea?"

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"Yea!" she said cheerfully putting on a fake smile.

"Liar."

He got up and walked over to her. She hid her face like she was ashamed.

"Why are you crying? Did Overhaul come in here after you while I was sleeping?"

"N-no. I just... I miss everyone. It's so hard being in here."

Shigaraki knelt down then touched the floor just in case. Nothing happened. He was glad for the time being.

"You want a hug?" he offered.

Ochako looked slightly shocked but she nodded.

"I'm just learning how to hug so if it's weird, I'm sorry," he mentioned as he reached over.

She laughed and slipped her arms around his torso.

Shigaraki wasn't the hugging type but it felt nice to have someone trust him that much by being close. Even if they had their showers a day ago, she smelled nice. There was just something about her that she wasn't like all the other hero trash plaguing the world. She was rough, kind, innocent, sweet and powerful. There could not be anyone more perfect than her.

"Ochako?"

"Hm?"

"Do you want a nap? I'll stay beside of you until you wake up."

"Yes please."

She pulled away from him grabbing her pillow and blanket. Shigaraki sat down and Ochako climbed into his lap. She curled up, placing her head on his shoulder and he cover her up with her blanket, while she hugged her pillow.

"Goodnight," he whispered into her hair.

"Night."