shigaraki yoichi ꒰ @0first0holder0 ꒱ sent : ⤷ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them.
"I appreciate the company, but truly. . I'm really am alright. . !" The words left Toshinori's mouth along side a smile that felt more like muscle memory over anything else, in that moment. Not false, no — but not entirely authentic, either. Sat in the accompanied silence for long enough that unease began to settle in. Perhaps his own fault, really. The blonde still had his troubles with accepting help. Allowing his burdens to weight down on anyone else's shoulders. It felt. . wrong. He was the Symbol of Peace. Hope. While he didn't wear the title of ' hero ' any longer in practice, he still felt that need to be the one protecting, looking after. Helping. Not the other way around.
Surely not from someone like Yoichi, of all people. Someone that Toshinori felt needed the most protecting of all. Had thought so since first stumbling across the previous holder, even as awed as he had been by the other's survival all these years. He'd never had a connection to the holders as Midoriya always described to him, but he had. . felt them. Time to time, in dire moments. A connection to them. Even now, with one right by his side. What an odd feeling that was. .
