#i...tried

A/N: I tried.

When Shigaraki saw you, he knew he had to have you. You were just so cute in your villain outfit! You, his achievement. His trophy. 

When you both first met, it was at USJ. You were one of the many goons hired to fight class 1-A. Honestly, you were in it for the money. He spotted you when Eraserhead got knocked to the ground. Seeing you in that outfit, looking like Lara Croft, awakened something in him. He had to have you.

When the police arrived, you were arrested, fighting the whole time. But suddenly a dark portal appeared underneath you. You screamed when you fell in.

Landing on your butt, you quickly looked around. You tried to stand, but had trouble because of handcuffs. A pair of rough hands lifted you up. 

“Well, what do we have here?” A scratchy, gravely voice was in your ear. 

You could feel his breath on your ear. He was pressed up against you, just a little too close.

“A very pissed off woman if you don’t get off of me.” You responded, angry. 

All he did was laugh. He backed off. For now. Your hands were suddenly free. You whipped around, backing up to gain more space.

“You know, the keys to all of the handcuffs are universal? Makes it a lot easier to escape if you have a key.” He was holding up the key between two fingers to show you.

“So? What does this have to do with me?” At this point, you were genuinely confused. This couldn't just be a lesson on handcuffs. There had to be more.

“What's your quirk?” He seemed to completely ignore you. 

It was making alarms go off in your head. But he was a villain, alarms would go off anyways. Right?

“Super Strength. I can lift up to 10 tons for 30 minutes.” You said hesitantly. You didn’t actually know who you were working for, just that you were getting paid. “Why?”

“I like to know my party's quirks. Is that so wrong?” He smiled at you, and that was when you knew you had to go. Something was wrong. Very wrong. It wasn’t a kind smile, it was like a lion smiling at a mouse, right before he ate it. You had to get out. Now.

“Listen, if you don’t need me anymore, I’m going. I expect my payment in my PO box.” You walked with false confidence to the door.He laughed. He seemed to find you funny, and that made you angry. “What's so funny? Am I a joke to you?” You were seriously regretting this job now.

“Y-You thought you were going to get paid?” He wiped a fake tear away. “There was never any money. Hell, I was going to leave you in jail until I saw you. And then I decided to keep you! As an achievement.” His smile was impossibly wide.

“What?” You were backing up into the door, feeling for the handle. He ran up to you, and in one swift movement, he had you locked up again. “H-Hey! Let me go!” You were starting to panic, you quirk was still cooling down. Any natural strength you had was overpowered by him. All of your senses were overpowered by him. 

“I realize I’ve been rude. I didn’t show you my quirk back!” The key that was once in his hand is now dust. Your eyes widened.  “Now now...If you're good, I won’t have to use it. Right?”  

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Good Cop (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Anthony "TJ" Caruso Jr., Anthony "Tony" Caruso Sr. Additional Tags: I love one (1) father/son relationship, I'm sorry this is kinda angsty, i sorta cried writing this not gonna lie, Christmas Eve Summary: