𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐘,

It wasn't too hard running away from the city's blaring alarms and lights. Shigaraki made a good distraction, and his striking persona already had an infamous ranking. I and Touya were almost invincible to these heroes, too focused on taking Mr. Handsy down.

And I'm really glad it was so.

I have a faint memory of that night, but I know that he lifted me in his arms and carried me away, and then treated me so gently like no other.

I remember how he lifted me into his arms, and it felt like vanilla flavoured poetry—a daughter of a peasant and a knight in shining armor carrying her away from the dangers of the world. My body stung but touching his gave me a sense of relief all over.

He fled from the scene as soon as possible whilst making sure I was atleast comfortable. And then he tended to my wounds, palms and fingertips that were rough—felt so soft against my skin.

I was still recovering though. The scar drove up from my bicep to the back of my ear fully, I knew it wasn't going to be the same anymore. Everytime I looked at myself in the mirror, I noticed how much I've grown.

Eventually I had to get my hair trimmed (if ur hair is already short pls pretend sorry💔) and I was a completely new person.

Just like my partner in crime, my face fell off the surface of the earth.

And I bear scars just as he does; though it is quite depressing, I felt comforted knowing I'd have someone to relate to, despite his condition being far worser than mine.

I do miss my old home, my mom, everyone else—not like I had a lot, but I did have a forever. They don't know that I'm still alive or anything, and I'm probably presumed dead. It's not like I can walk back into my hometown, plus Touya would have to come along.

He and I were like targets for the rest of the league.

I admit this was not in my bucket list, and it was one hell of a ride. Though this whole time, I didn't know what to feel about Touya.

I mean- he ran away, just like that. I still feel pretty resentful that he never told me, sucks ass and all that. But it'd be nice to know that he was sticking around this whole time. He always finds a new way to confuse me and I hate it. Sometimes I'd have dreams where Touya stayed and didn't leave and then we grew up together—what would have happened then?

Would he be the dad of the little trio friend group we have? Or would he be like that uncle? Would we three have gotten along?

But there's literally no use thinking about that, it didn't happen anyway.

I'm currently in the process of recovery, and my muscles hurt damn. My right arm is completely useless, and I don't even know how I'm writing with my left hand; I feel like I'm doing the impossible. But there's nothing to do here, Touya never lets me get up and do anything around the cabin.

It's been a while since I picked up a pencil, I don't even remember the last time I studied or wrote this much.

We're in some place near the beach, but it's really secluded. So looking outside is like my personal TV. Sometimes if I was in a energetic mood, I'd get out and sit just a few meters away from the shore—but I'd be wrapped in bandages like a mummy. Touya would be generous enough to leave a spot for my eyes so I can actually see.

Kinda sucked but I still couldn't beat him up.

Man, speaking of that guy and his bandages; he doesn't get off my back, he's always around me like some surveillance camera. Hes always stuck to my hip every second of the day, and if he wasn't he'd always try to come back to the spot next to mine as soon as possible.

Even though it was such a hastle, I kind of liked it.

And speaking of hastles, he doesn't put up much of a fight anymore. He always lets me play with his hair, and even though you're just a piece of paper I wish you'd have been alive to touch those soft white-nette locks of his.

Don't let the smell deceive you, just because he reeks of smoke doesn't mean his hair isn't like velvet grass to touch. Clearly exceeds my expectations. Sometimes I love abusing my current conditions so I can get away with things, I love teasing him, poking him and all that shit.

I don't really see him actively and physically making me stop, so it just presses me to keep on going—infact he gets all stuttery and bratty when that happens, like if you say you hate it then just step away like you have long legs, not like I can catch him anyway.

But I can't help b -

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I paused, my left hand freezing. Everytime I wrote his name, or something of him I felt so.. childish. Like a giddy feeling. My eyes shifted to the spiky white hair, the owner of it completely slumped onto the edge of the bed, his head in his arms and a faint soft snore coming out if I listened closely.

It was so quiet in the room that the only things I heard was his little to existant snores and the crashing of the waves outside.

Man, if only I could play in the water.

I assumed it was a little too quiet without the scraping of my pencil on the slightly destroyed book that I called my diary, Touya suddenly murmured and shifted his position, his face lifting from his arms.

I can't help but smile softly, and maybe if I was mature enough I'd admit that I felt my cheeks heat up a bit.

But I'd never say that out loud, definitely not.

The boy hums, and rubbed his face between his arms and smacked his lips, probably moisturizing his mouth or something- I don't know why people do that.

'Not THAT good but it's fine..'

When a few minutes passed I shook my head softly and grabbed the blanket that covered my body, finding that he needed it more than I do. This time, it was my turn to be an anime love interest.

It was like a scene out of a romance anime, the blanket fluttered and finally fell around his shoulders so elegantly.
And it doesn't disappoint, it's practically a cloud to the skin. The fabric felt like a soft pillow of flowers and it feels like homemade soup.

And as a courtesy of gratitude; I lifted his hair with my hand slicking it back—and came closer to his forehead, and did something I'd never imagine doing my entire life.

A soft peck on his temple, from my lips. He almost immediately hummed and let out incoherent mumbles, but shifted closer. I couldn't help but chuckle, a quarter of it out of pity since he didn't sleep all day and when he had the chance he fell into a deep slumber.

Which could mean nothing.

I swear that my bold act was just a way of showing gratitude, nothing more and nothing less. It doesn't mean anything. Touya scooting a little closer after that does not mean anything, and me doing the same thing do-

I flinched covering my mouth with my free hand.

He's definitely awake.

"Bastard.." I hissed in a hushed manner upon catching that squint in his eyes that lasted for a quarter of a second. Did he just try to peek?!

I only felt more embarrassed when he started making a fool out of me, producing a much more exaggerated snore than earlier—he'd never beat the originals though, dad's have a snore like that of a formula 1's engine. He clearly had a grin that he tried suppressing, but he looked ridiculous with his twitching lips.

It was only now I started to hear mischievous chuckles finally coming out. Out of instinct my left hand moved to smack his back.

"Softie~" Touya got up, his hands reaching to his shoulders grabbing the blanket and wrapping them around his figure tightly, making sure the nickname was loud and clear with a noticeably mocking tone that was laced with absolute mischief.

"Shut up, you scooted closer."

"I'm pretty shameless."

"Should have left you in the alleyway."

"Can't, you'd miss me."

"That's funny."

"You aren't denying it~"

I only scoffed, staring at the window turned away from him. Just a few seconds after upon realizing my satire silent treatment; "Aw.."

Did I mention that he's been playful ever since?

"I made us a picnic, but we won't eat near the shore, just till where you can see it." Touya hummed softly, the bed dipping further deeper under his weight—letting out a little creak. I finally turned to face him, with a twitch in my lips.

"Nah, I have a better idea."

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🌝: hi y'all I'm deciding that I'll be ending this book rlly quick, I'm beginning to feel way more bored in continuing it and I don't rlly see a future to this

but I do want it to have an ending but it won't be crazy and allat so the ending is a flop

thanks for reaching this far y'all :) 🫶🏻