“Blasty!” a blur of pink rockets into Bakugo’s arms nearly knocking him over. Stumbling some steps back he’s able to keep them both up. “I didn’t think you would actually show up, you are pushing it a little close aren’t you?” 

“What the fuck racoon eyes.” Shouting at her and shoving her off of him. “You trying to knock me on my ass?” Making his way into the kitchen ignoring all of the other people around. Mina chatters away behind him. Grabbing a solo cup from the table he fills it with the closest liquor. Tossing that back he immediately follows it with another before filling his cup with whatever concoction the punch is made of. Leaning against the counter he observes the room. Jiro is fiddling with some DJ equipment, Momo is next to her. Those two seem to be chatting with each other. Sero and Todoroki are standing in a corner, from this angle you can definitely see that they are shoving their tongues down the others' throat. Loud laughter filters over the music. Looking in the direction of the laughter, Bakugo’s breath catches. Kirishima and Denki seem to be in a rousing game of beer pong against Tetsutetsu and Shinsou. From the look of Denki he already looks unsteady and nearly topples over when throwing the ball. Kirishima is laughing at him as he trips, missing the cups and hitting Monoma in the face. Shaking his head, Bakugo heads over to the idiots. 

“Holy shit look who decided to actually show up.” Denki loudly exclaims when he catches sight of him. Sending him a glare that would kill, he sips his drink not saying anything. 

“Hey bro, want a shot?” Kirishima holds out the ball. 

“Hell yeah watch and learn fuckers.” Taking the ball Bakugo lines up his shot and right when he is about to release Mina is suddenly announcing that there is only 5 minutes till midnight so they should either be finding their other halves or be finding someone to kiss. Denki smirks at Shinsou who blushes up to his hairline. Monoma grabs Tetsu’s arm, dragging him away before he could protest. Mina runs over to the group, grabbing Kiri’s arm and pulling him away.

At that moment Bakugo’s heart felt like it was going to shatter. No you idiot of course those two had already paired off. What did you think? That he would actually like you. Yeah Mr. Sunshine wants to totally kiss Mr. Doom and Destruction. Don’t be stupid. His eyes blur as he stares down at his cup. Fuck this party. Making his way back to the kitchen he trades his cup for one of the bottles of whiskey sitting on the table. Looking down at it, it’s only half full shrugging, that will be enough to take some of the edge off hopefully. Making his way to the closest bathroom he passes what seems to be all the couples possible. 

This is an alternate ending to Part 1. Part 1 is linked

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Part 2 is you and Shiggy working through things and fluffy and a little bit of spice 

https://www.tumblr.com/ziggy-strdust/717441005916471296/at-that-moment-i-should-have-left-part-2?source=share

Part 3 is between Dabi and the reader. So please let me know what you think and if y’all want to see my other works that stored away. Thank you all for reading and for the support. 

This is spicy so minors go away  and involves both parties agreeing to using sex to get back at a cheater. So please proceed with caution if that is a problem 

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Sitting there I grab the remote, a numbness settling over me. I pick the first thing that pops up which happens to be It: Chapter 2. Shiggy walks into the living room with a smile on his face. He holds out a glass of wine and the other hand holds a plate of truffles. He knows that this is one of the easiest ways to butter me up when he is wanting something. Taking the wine I try to offer him a smile only to fall a little flat. I know he sees it but doesn’t say anything about it, sitting down he turns his focus back to the tv. As the movie progresses I start to fidget. The text message was still sitting there unanswered but that little voice was still very present in the back of my head. “Hey, your phone went off before the movie.” He nods and grabs it looking at it, his brow arches, he opens it and types out a message. “Who was it, babe?” The nickname feels like sawdust on my tongue.

“Oh, it was no one. Just a friend asking if I wanted to help with his campaign later on.” He tells me shrugging it off. I nod, dread settles at the bottom of my stomach. He was lying to me about that. Why? I know that he could not possibly still be cheating. He has been making a huge effort, he takes me on dates again, he helps around the house unprompted. But something about this feels different. I don’t know what it is, but he is lying again. How much more has he been lying about. Has this whole redemption thing been an act? “Hey, how about tomorrow we go to the zoo. I know you have been asking about it. I was about to get a few extra bucks from streaming the other day.” The excitement that is in his voice makes me want to scream and cry. I just nod, grabbing my wine and taking a drink from it. He seems content with that answer. His phone goes off again, he tenses slightly before relaxing again. I scoot closer to him leaning on his shoulder. “Hey, babe I’ll be right back ok I gotta pee.” He stands walking to the bathroom. I sat there shocked and hurt. He really is talking with her again. I can’t believe it. I can hear his voice talking with someone on the phone, his voice was soft and affectionate. “Yes, I miss your voice also. I know. Yes, I am still with her, I was going to talk with her about possibly having an open relationship.”

“Oh, that lying son of a bitch.” I get off the couch and walk to the bathroom, throwing open the door. He is standing there leaning against the sink, a look of shock on his face. Tears well up in my eyes, anger burns in my veins. “Fuck you, Shigaraki. Fuck you.” I turn walking into our room grabbing out the suitcase that I had from many years ago. I start pulling out my clothes from the drawers, moving over the closest I grab most of the other clothes and shoes. Shiggy comes into the room and watches me pull out everything.

“Wait, please. I swear that was the last time I promise I won't talk to her again. Baby, please don’t leave me.” He is crying and pleading with me. He moves over to the drawer pulling it open and moving over some items pulling out a velvet box. “Please, I was going to propose. I promise I was ending everything with her.” He opens the box showing me the hazel ring with a black pear-shaped diamond. I stare at it and the tears start to flow again.

“Is this some cruel way of showing me love. I gave you so much. We have known each other for 10 years. 10 fucking years. We were together for five. You absolute son of a bitch. You are acting like you didn’t allow this to happen. You were the one who decided to cheat on me with some girl you met online. Some person behind a screen. You fucked this all us even though I gave you multiple chances. You fucked this all up. I am done. I am leaving. I am tired of giving you so many chances. So I am done. I’ll be back tomorrow to get the rest of my stuff.” I zip up the suitcase and walk out to the living room grabbing my phone and walking out of the house. I call for an uber entering the one address that I know will not turn me away. When the uber pulls up in front of the crumbling apartment building. I sigh in relief.

“Are you sure this is where you want to go?” The driver, an older gentleman, looks very concerned. Nodding my head I shoot him a big smile and grab my suitcase heading up the stairs. Hitting the buzzer a raspy voice comes over the intercom.

“Who the fuck is it?”

“Dabi it’s me can you open up?” Not even a second later the buzzer sounds and it opens. Stepping into the apartment building the smell of stale cigarettes and cologne fill my nose making me want to sneeze, but also want to sleep. I hear a thud and a muffled fuck when the sound of heavy footsteps.

“Well well well what do we ‘ave here a little ember who shines so brightly in my apartment.” The rasp of his voice is comforting, the tears fill my eyes before I could stop them. “Wow hold up why are there tears?” He rushes forward placing his hand on my shoulder and pulling me to him. He was shirtless, his skin warm and soft under my cheek. Rubbing soothing circles on my back he whispers words of reassurance in my ear. “What’s going on ember?”

“He never stopped. He kept talking to her. He told me he stopped and  I believed him. I feel like I’ve wasted so much of my time and life on something so stupid. I feel like an idiot for not realizing what was going on sooner.” Sobs make their way up my throat. “We were having such a nice time and then he went to the bathroom and I read him talking to her. Stuff about an open relationship and how he misses her. He was all like oh no don’t leave I was ending it. Then he has the fucking audacity to pull out a ring claiming that he was going to propose to me. Like are you kidding me, he thinks that would change anything. No, he is a fucking idiot.” The tears turn to frustration and anger. “I don’t know if I’m more hurt that he thought that he could have both of us. Or it is the thought that I was stupid enough to fall for his lies.” Taking a deep breath I feel the chest beneath me rumbling and shaking slightly.

“Damn he is a fucking idiot. He let the best thing get away from him.” Gently lifting my face up he presses a gentle kiss to my forehead. Sighing he backs away walking to the kitchen, opening the fridge pulling out two beers opening both, and handing one to me. Sipping mine I plop onto the couch, leaning my head back I stare up at the ceiling tracing the cracks. “So I was thinking, we could get drunk, play games or watch a couple of movies. You call out tomorrow and we can pack up your shit. You can stay here, don’t argue with that. I know your lease is up in a month, just don’t sign for the next year and you and I can figure something out.” Dabi starts rambling. Giggling, I decide to put him out of his misery.

“Hey, that sounds like a perfect idea. I am always down for getting drunk and watching movies.” Standing, I grab my bag and walk into Dabi’s room. Pulling out a pair of pajamas, black short shorts and a baggy t-shirt by the band name across the front it was on I stole from Dabi many years ago. Sighing I throw my hair up into a messy bun and walk back into the living room seeing him setting up a movie to play. “So ember what you want to watch?” Scrolling through next Netflix he pauses over a couple of movies reading the descriptions before scrunching his nose up and moving to the next. I take a moment to just admire him, yes he is hot and he definitely knows it. But there is a charm about him when it is just me and him that I have always admired. The reflections from the TV bounce off his piercings making them shine. Turning his head he sees me staring at him, smirking, he winks and turns his attention back to the TV.

“So I was thinking we could put on a horror movie of some sort. Like one of those really shitty ones we used to watch in high school.” He nods, scrolling through the options before selecting Tucker and Dale vs Evil. As the movie progresses I finish one beer before grabbing water not wanting to get too drunk but just enjoying a nice buzz. Looking over at Dabi I can’t help but smile seeing how relaxed he is. Thinking back on our friendship he has really mellowed out after getting out from his father’s roof. Glancing over he catches me looking, turning his head to fully look at me.

“What is it?”

“Nothing, I'm just reminiscing about the good old days.” Nodding he opens his mouth to say something but seemingly decides against it turning back to the movie. I continue to look at him for a few more seconds, unable to stop myself. I lift my hand towards his face. Gently running my finger across his jaw, feeling the almost leathery texture of the burns. “So soft.” the words come out as a soft breathy saying causing both of us to freeze.

“Ember, what are you doing?” Dabi’s voice is gentle as he grabs onto my hand. He pulls it away from his face, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of it. His eyes burn into mine, searching for something he seems to find it because next thing I know his lips are on mine. Gasping I pull my head back in shock. “Oh fuck.” His eyes widen as he realizes what had just happened. “I’m sorry, I should’ve asked if you were ok with that. That was so stupid you literally just broke up with him and I shouldn’t have done that. I’m so sorry. Ember, I think it’s best if we just go to bed now, it’s already late. We can just pretend that this didn’t happen.” He drops my hand and gets off the couch heading for the hallway.

“Wait Dabi. Please.” I jump off the couch chasing after him. “Don’t please. I don’t regret it. I don’t want to pretend that it didn’t happen.” I grab his wrist pulling him back to me. Hugging around his middle and burrowing my face in his chest. “Please.” Looking up at him I rest my chin on his chest, he looks down, eyebrows scrunched together. “I want you.” Eyes widening he stutters out some form of words. Grabbing the back of his neck, I pull him gently down to me pressing my lips to his again. Sighing softly against them, biting down gently on his bottom one and pulling, letting it snap back. He lets out a groan, sliding his hands into my hair and tilting my head back he moves his lips across my cheek and next to my ear.

“Ember I can’t do this if it’s a one time thing.” He whispers to me and continues to lay little pecks down my neck.

“It won’t be. I promise.” Nodding he grabs the backs of my thighs and lifts me up. “Now that is out of the way, take me to bed Dabi.” Pressing my lips against his jaw and I gently bite down. He throws open the door and kicks it closed behind him. Letting me go he gently lowers me to the floor, and lightly pushes me towards the bed. Raising a brow at him I crawl onto the bed as soon as my back is turned a loud crack sounds throughout the room. I moan as the hot sting that comes from him smacking my butt. Turning I lean against the pillows pouting at him. “That was rude.”

“Don’t worry I’ll kiss it better.” He smirks down at me,

gently lowering himself down onto me. His lips press against mine, gentle moving when he licks lightly against my bottom one I open allowing him entrance. Our tongues tangle in a slow sensual dance, the passion starts to burn. What feels like years of emotions seemingly start to boil over and the kiss turns into a mix of heavy making out and frantic touches. His hands slide underneath my shirt, sighing when they make contact with my chest. His fingers gently caress the curve, he breaks away from my mouth panting lightly. “Can I take this off?” Gently tugging at the bottom of my shirt I nod arching my back so that it’s easier to get off. Tossing the shirt off the side of the bed he looks down at me. His eyes seem to start glowing as they trek over my skin, taking in every inch. “Perfection, how could you look this good. No one should look this amazing.” His voice sounds like he is in awe. That tone is something that I had not heard in what feels like a long time.

“Well it must not be perfect enough because it wasn’t able to keep one guy interested.” I mutter out, he quickly grabs my chin making me focus on him.

“He is a piece of shit who did not deserve you.” He growls out, “He thought he was some all mighty god, but in reality he is a pathetic piece of shit.” Dabi’s words sink in making me realize just how wrong Shigaraki was for almost everything he had done.

“I have an idea and I only want to do it if you are ok with it.” Looking up at Dabi he nods his head. “What would you say to a little revenge? Maybe some pictures or videos of us, like we could just stage them. Make it look like we are doing stuff, or we don’t have to. I don’t want to pressure you or anything like that, I just thought it would be a good idea since he’s such a dick about everything.” I ramble on, not able to maintain eye contact with him. The blush flares across my cheeks but creeps down my neck. Dabi blankly stares at me, wringing my hands I open my mouth to try and salvage what little dignity I have left, but before I am able to say anything about it Dabi starts to talk.

“I am always down to make that vermin know his place. And if you are comfortable with that then I am more than down to do whatever you want.” He cups my face light running his thumb under my eye. Leaning towards my face his lips connect with mine. We fall together like puzzle pieces. I reach out for my phone, patting around the bed. I don't feel it. Pulling away from the kiss Dabi doesn’t bother to leave my skin, his mouth moves to my neck. Kissing, biting, sucking, his tongue brushing against the sensitive skin on the corner of my jaw. One of his hands slides up my stomach, kneading one of my breasts. His other hand pulls his phone off the side table handing it to me. Opening the camera I set it up for video including a timer to take photos every 5 seconds. Leaning it against a water bottle on the side table making sure that we are both in the frame. Leaving it there we ignore it and go back to what we were doing. Dabi starts to make his way down my chest latching onto my collarbone, then moving to my breast. Pulling one nipple into his mouth he sucks, circling it with his tongue. Biting on it I moan louder than I meant to, slapping a hand over my mouth I try to muffle the noises coming from me. He tugs down my hand releasing my nipple with a pop, “Don’t you dare hide what you sound like I want to hear them.” Moving his mouth to the other side of my chest he gives it the same treatment. Fingers gliding along my rids and down his brushes over the dips of my hips. Following along the crease of my thigh, my legs spread open even more. Lifting his eyes up to meet mine he runs his index finger from my clit, applying the barest amount of pressure, making me gasp, spreading my lips open and slipping it inside. He moans, pulling his mouth off my chest, he sits back watching as his finger disappears inside me. Curling it upwards he brushes over that one sensitive spot inside. “God Dabi, more.” Smirking he slides in a second finger his thumb pushing onto my clit, rotating in slow circles. Barely pushing down, but just enough of a sensation to make me twitch.

Leaning his face down he flicks his tongue out licking over my clit. Squeaking, I try and slam my legs closed. Forcing them back open he removes his fingers and practically dives face first. Eating me out like a man possessed. Our moans mingle, the vibrations from his bring me over the edge quicker. “Mmmm……D-d-a-AH-bi. Close. More.” Bringing his fingers back up he slides two back in alongside his tongue and alternates between my opening and my clit. When my orgasms crashes over me, I swear my soul leaves my body, eyes rolling back into my head, legs shaking. He gently licks me through it, pulling back when I start to whimper from overstimulation. Looking up at me he smiles the gentlest smile I have ever seen on his face. I reach out for him wanting him to be close to me. Chuckling he comes and lays beside me pulling me back against him, pressing his chest to my back. “So who’s better?” I couldn’t help but laugh at that.

A/N: This directly follows ending to part 1. The next parts will be if you stay with Shigaraki,I have also have an alternative version where you get revenge with Dabi. (Let me know if y’all want that one posted as well.) 

This one is on the spicy so Please IF YOU ARE NOT 18 PLEASE DON’T READ

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Tears prick the corners of my eyes. Quickly wiping them away I grab the remote and pull up the Hulu app selecting IT. As the opening credits start up he walks in with a tray and an assortment of snacks, a bottle of my favorite strawberry wine and a couple of glasses. He sets them down right next to his phone, not even bothering to check it or pick it up. He grabs one of the glasses, handing it to me then grabbing the wine and pouring me a glass.

“Here love, I also grabbed that popcorn you love and I was able to find the strawberry and white chocolate truffles.” He has a light tone, a small smile creeping up at the corners of his mouth. He lifts the small plate containing two normal chocolate truffles and five strawberry ones, grabbing a strawberry one from the plate he holds it up to my lips. I lean forward a bit lightly biting into the top. The combination of flavors hit my tongue and I moan slightly, these have always been my favorite and an easy way to butter me up. Pulling away I smile at him scooting to closer him leaning against his shoulder. As the movie progresses Tomura jumps at any little thing making me giggle. “Oh hush you. You know I don’t handle scary movies well.” He nudges me. I flop dramatically to the other side, laying against the arm of the couch lifting my feet up. I place them on his legs. He rests his hands, my shins rubbing up and down. He has not once tried to reach for his phone or even glance at it.

“Hey Tomo your phone went off a bit before the movie.” I casually drop that into the air.

He just shrugs looking over at me, “Eh it can wait whatever it is. I’m enjoying spending time with just you.” That answer surprises me, a blush starts to creep up on my cheeks. He just laughs and turns back towards the movie, right as Pennywise is doing his dance. I feel him shudder, “Now that is a sight I would never want to walk in and see. He is simply terrifying.”

“Oh don’t be a baby, he's not that bad.” I giggle in response, “It’s not like he is real.”

“But he is still scary. I mean do you see those teeth, I would have peed myself if I was one of those kids.” Tomura confesses. As the movie ends I am dozing off lightly when Tomura suddenly moves beside me. Jolting awake I groan rubbing my eyes, as I sit up yawning. Looking over at my boyfriend I see that he has his phone in his hand, his mouth is pulled into a frown, eyes harden.

“What’s wrong Tomo?” I question as I sit up leaning on his shoulder looking down at the screen of his phone. The notification that one that haunted me, how could I have forgotten about that? I stiffen starting to pull away from him, he immediately reaches out trying to hold onto me. I slap his hand away. “No you don’t get to touch me. Have you really been talking to her again?” I sit there staring at the photo of us on the coffee table. It’s from our 3 year anniversary when he surprised me with a trip to the pumpkin patch and we did a haunted tour that night. Tears start to build in my eyes. I thought we were past that, he promised we were past that.

“No, I haven’t spoken to her since that day. I have no idea why she is messaging me now. I made it very clear to her that I was over it and that you and I were working on things. Even Toga and Dabi jumped in when she would try and open into a jump with us. They would instantly kill her over and over or they would kick her out of the server if they could. I would make sure that she wasn’t in one of the rooms if I wanted to play a certain game that we had in common. And if she was, I would wait for her to leave that game, or I would go pick a different one.” The honesty and desperation in his voice make me want to believe him. But that nagging little voice in the back of my head is telling me not to.  Why would she suddenly just messaged unless they have been talking still. She is obsessed. Maybe there is something more to it. I hate this. I want to be able to trust him, but he really broke that. I put my head in my hands letting the tears fall. Feeling broken, the small crack that was starting to mend, suddenly spider webbing and shattering into a million little pieces. I can hear him panicking next to me, trying to talk to me, trying to get me to listen to him. “Please, I haven’t been talking with her, I swear. Baby please. I haven’t been. I can try and prove it to you. Just look, there are no messages between us on here.” He gently grabs one wrist pulling it away from my face showing me his phone. He wasn’t lying. The last message on there was from before I caught him. But my gut is still turning with the thought of her being in contact with him. I hate feeling this controlling of him.

“If I ask you, will you block her? On everything?” My voice is small, cracking part of the way through that sentence. He pauses, my heart feels like it stops beating. Then his hands are moving, going to her contact information, scrolling down to the block button and hitting it. A small weight feels like it is lifted when he does that. My trust in him just rose a bit. Still cautious, he hands his phone over to me showing me. I nod my head handing it back, giving him a small smile, he relaxes. Leaning back against the couch we sit in silence. Both of us were just processing what had just happened and all the emotions that it caused.

“Do you want to take a bath?” His voice is shaky as he stands holding his hand out to me. I gently take it as we make our way down the hall. “Go pick out some pjs and I’ll get it started ok?” I nod walking down the hall to our bedroom, opening one of the drawers as I look through my options. Hmm to go sexy or do casual, maybe sexy casual? I pull out two sets, a light blue silky bralette and pair of short shorts then a black lace bralette, a pair of black lace panties and a small pair of pink striped shorts and a matching robe. Looking between the two I decide on the blue set, not feeling overly sexy right now. I then go to his drawer looking for a pair of boxer briefs and a shirt if he wants one, as I grab a pair of boxer briefs that are similar to my set, noticing an odd lump under the next few pairs, me being curious I move them over. Once I do, I uncover a velvet box. My breath catches in my throat, oh holy shit is that what I think it is. My mind is at war with itself, half wants me to open it and the other half wants me to leave it alone. I lightly touch the top of it, not going to open it, as soon as my finger makes contact with the top Tomura’s voice calls out letting me know that the bath is ready. I quickly jerk my hand back, covering it back up and making my way out of the bathroom.

Making my way back to the bathroom, I gasp when I walk in to see him waiting for me. I take in the sight, the bath is steaming, the smell of honey and almonds fill my nose. There are a few candles set up around the tub. The wine and truffles sitting on the bath tray. My favorite lofi playlist is playing in the background. I look at my boyfriend, who is extremely nervous, fingers twisting in his shirt. “I love it.” He visibly deflates, giving me a smile. He leans down pressing a gentle kiss to my lips, I press back allowing for the kiss to continue on. Gentle running his tongue along my bottom lip, I part them slightly to tease him before closing them again and pulling away. I hear him whine slightly from the lack of contact, when he opens his eyes he blushes. His eyes never leaving mine I reach the hem of my shirt slowly bragging it up my torso when I reach the bottom of my bra I turn it around pulling it off the rest of the way. Allowing it to fall to the floor, I hook my thumbs in my shorts sliding them down my legs. Stepping out of them I turn back to him in just my sports bra and a pair of boy shorts. He is standing there leaning against the counter, a small smile on his lips, blush spreading across his cheeks. He doesn’t try to reach out and touch me; he is just staring, his eyes dragging up and down my body. As if he is trying to memorize every inch of me. Taking the three steps to close the distance between us, I wrap my arms around his neck. Pressing my lips to his again, his hands wrap around my waist pulling me tight against him. His lips wander down my jaw, nipping at the corner then making his way down my neck. He latches onto my just under my ear, sucking and biting. He keeps moving down, biting down on my collarbone. Gasping, I look down as he latches lips to the top of my right breast sucking a smark there. Moving even further down his hands move up fingertips to the edge of my bra lightly pushing it up. Eyes look up at me, “Can I?” nodding my head he stands again, fingers gripping the edge and pulling it up over my head. “You are literal perfection” before I could reply he dips his head back down, lips wrapping around one nipple and fingers going to the other. The biting and twisting sensations make me gasp clutching the back of his head, fingers twisting in his hair pulling slightly. He pulls on switching sides, opening his eyes. He looks up at me, eyes filled with promises and love. Pulling off that nipple he gently kisses down my stomach biting lightly at the pouch that has formed over the years. The moment his lips make contact I suck in slightly not wanting to be found unattractive. Biting down it takes me by surprise, causing me to gasp. “Stop that like I said perfection, don’t suck in. I love every inch of you.” He continues his path down. Reaching the top of the boy shorts he gently runs his fingers along the outside of my thighs then moves to the inside, making me squirm. As his finger brushes against the damp spot on my underwear he lets out a light laugh. Gently pressing his finger upward I gasp out.

“Tom-m-moo. Don’t tease please.” Whining to him just wanting him to continue. He hooks his fingers in the waistband, yanking them down and letting them pool at my feet.

“Spread your legs a bit, baby.” He nudges against the inside of my thigh. Slowly moving my legs further apart, I can see the look of desire flare in his eyes. “God I love you.” Before I could reply he is eating me out like a man on death row who just received his final meal. His tongue strokes up, lips gently suck on my clit as his fingers slowly work their way inside me. Two gently stroke up curling with a precision that only he has mastered over the years. The double stimulation causes an orgasim to creep up faster than expected. With another curl of his fingers I feel the crashing sensation of it ripping through me. A long drawn out moan comes from my lips, knees buckling making me cling to the counter, unable to stop him from continuing.

“Tomo, please more.” Wanting more and more. He doubles his energy making me feel like the most beautiful girl in the whole world. After making me cum one more he pulls back wiping his face with his shirt, crashing lips into mine. Licking into each other's mouth, the taste of my cum sits on his tongue. Moaning, I reach down feeling dick through his pants, with the first contact it jerks. Grasping it in my hand I move up and down. Reaching for the button of his pants I pop open his jeans looking at his eyes. “Can I?” He nods so fast I thought he was going to give himself whiplash. Pulling down the zipper I push them down along with his boxers. Wrapping my hand around his dick, I start moving my hand up and down. Squeezing towards the base, twisting around the head. I start going faster when I notice his moaning is turning into higher pitched whines. “You close Tomo, want me to keep going?” He nods, leaning back against the counter.

“Please baby, I’m so close. I just want to cum. I’ve missed this. You are perfect. I lov-“ Flicking my wrist just right he cums all over my hand and some lands on his chest. I continue stroking up and down until he hisses from overstimulation. Bringing my hand up I lick it clean. His eyes bug out, “God if I hadn’t just cummed, I would have at that sight.” Pulling me towards the tub, holding his hand out I step in sighing in delight at eh warm water. Sinking down the water sits just at my chest level. He doesn’t immediately follow me into the tub, I reach a hand out for him. “One second baby I need to check on something ok?” Nodding my head he walks out the door footsteps padding down the hallways. Sighing I lean back, closing my eyes enjoying the music and the warmth of the water. I hear his footsteps pad down the hall again, walking back into the room I see he has my phone in hand. “Just in case you wanted it” He says as he places it on the tray. Tomura slips in behind me pulling me against his chest, reaching out and grabs the glass of wine bringing up to my lips. I sip the wine a few times, pulling back he snags a truffle holding it out to me. I bite into it enjoying every bit of it. “I love you baby. I’m sorry I fucked up so badly.  I am honestly working on it. And I will continuously work on it for the rest of my life. But I have something to ask you love, if you say no that is fine I know I have a lot of work to do to get back to the level of trust I had. But I was wondering, WIll you marry me?” He opens his palm, in it rests a hazel ring with a black pear shaped diamond. I gasp a few tears slip down my cheeks, turning in his grasp I throw my arms around his neck. Crashing my lips onto his. Pulling back I have the biggest smile on my face. “I would like to hear you say it please.” His voice is small and hesitant.

“Yes, I will marry you. I love you. I can see you are really working at earning my trust back. I love you. Now put it on my finger.” Holding my hand out to him, he slides it on. It fit perfectly, looking down at it I can’t help but smile, it is absolutely perfect, I could not hope for anything better. He leans his forehead against mine. Closing our eyes we just enjoy each other’s presence. Pulling back after a minute I reach for my phone. “Can I post it?” He nods against the side of my neck, opening my camera. I hold out my hand, having it focus on the ring the background blurred. Snapping the photo I go to my instagram account, posting the picture with the caption,’Guess who said yes!’ Immediately notifications come in, I giggle, turning it off and tossing it on our clothes. “I love you Tomo.”

The arguing has been happening for months now. They start out as something small. I want more attention, you are constantly on the game. Can you help me with the chores around the house. But I will either get no reply or a half assed response about getting up after that round. But nothing changes. I have given him so many chances, staring at him right now makes me feel numb. He was not the man I feel for, this was a shell of that person. All I see is a scrawny, pale, greasy haired man. “Why are you always nagging me about this?” He yells at me taking his eyes off the game for the first time in what feels like months. His eyes are bloodshot making the red irises stand out even more. His hair is falling around his face in shiny greasy strands. His skin looks waxy. He looked disgusting. I just want the man I loved back because this person looked like some kind of monster out of a wax museum. His mouth is twisted into a snarl lips chapped from dehydration and the constant chewing. His hands are balled up into fists, the veins prominent. His clothes are wrinkled and I could almost smell them from where I was standing. “I need help with things around the house, you dropped everything when your buddies fucking call you on discord but god forbid your girlfriend of 5 fucking years asks for a little bit of help with things. I want my old boyfriend back. I want to go on dates. I want to be in love again.” The last statement came out of my mouth before I could stop it. “I hate what this has become. I hate the constant fighting. I hate the stupid gaming because it took you away from me. I want you to look at me the way you used to. I want to go back to the night we went bowling and I completely sucked but you still cheered me on. I want to go back to our late night talks about the future and what we were wanting out of life. I want to be able to come home and at least kiss you and have a conversation with me and not just wave me off. I want to be acknowledged by you.” My chest is heaving from the flow of words coming out my mouth. The tears of frustration and hurt roll down my cheeks in waves. Small sobs work their way up my throat. He stands there staring at me, fists shaking his own breathing labored. “Nnmmmmk,” he groans, “You are an ungrateful brat. You are needy and constantly want something. You can’t seem to function without needing my opinion on something. I want to be able to game in peace with my friends. What's so wrong with that?” “You aren’t fucking listening to me!” I scream at him, “When was the last time we ate together?” No response back from him. “When was the last time we went on a date?” Still nothing.

“Or when was the last time we slept together. I’m not even talking about sex I mean actually sleeping in the same bed together?” “Oh right you wouldn’t know. When was the last time you kissed me? Hmmmm? Stop with the fucking silence I want answers. WHen was the last time we had sex or had an intimacy?” I get no response, just silence. He is still standing there now not looking as tense, looking more drawn in. Like he's trying to block out my words. I looked at him waiting for a response, trying to slow my breathing. I close my eyes. I hear him shift around and when I open them again he is sitting back in his gaming chair facing his screens. I notice nothing is moving on his screens meaning he wasn’t actually playing the game just staring at it. “Really? You aren’t going to say anything? Shiggy I need something, anything! Please baby I’m begging you. I feel neglected.” The anger flares up again at his lack of attention and response. “Is there another girl? Is that why you are always on discord?” He spins around so quickly in his chair that it would have been comical if this situation wasn’t so terrible. His eyes were now wide and frantic. “What no. there is no one else. The only girl on there is Toga. You know she's dating those two kids with one green haired boy and the chick with brown hair.” He frantically tries to explain, but his body language screams something very different. He is hiding something. I’ve known him for over 10 years, dating for the last 5. He is blocking my view of the chat window. I glare at him. “Don’t lie to me. I know you. I know when you lie. I know when you are..” I trail off when a call notification pops on the screen, his whole body locks up and his eyes fill with guilt. Bunnygirl is calling stays on the screen for what feels like hours. Staring at it till it disappears, my feet feel like they are cemented to the ground. Nausea rolls in my stomach. It’s all true he is cheating, but why. I should have walked out the room, packed my shit and left but I needed to know why. I needed answers but my mouth didn’t seem to want to work. I continued to stand there staring at the computer screen. Another call starts to come through, Bunnygirl is calling. “You should answer that it seems like it could be important.” The words come out of my mouth, they sound hollow with a hint of venom. “What don't you want to talk to your ‘bunnygirl’?” the hurt now coming through. “Fucking answer it Shigaraki! I want to hear how you talk to her? Do you talk to her about what you are doing? Do you tell her that she is your whole world? That you would crumble the whole world if that would make her happy? Answer the fucking call because it seems like she can’t take a hint.” I say this as the notification pops up again. With shaking hands he reaches for the mouse clicking the accept button. Taking a deep breath he goes to answer it. I walk over to his set up and yank the headphones out from where they are plugged into the computer. He flinches with the amount of force that I use. A female’s voice immediately floods the room. “Hiya baby I missed you. Why weren’t you answering me earlier?” Her voice is high pitched slightly nasally, extremely annoying like the girl who always wants the attention on her. I stare down at him while he keeps quiet. “Shiggy baby where’d you go?” “You better answer her.” Standing over his shoulder I wait. “Wait, who was that? Is your girlfriend home?” She asks

“Yeah I am home. So you know about me and still have a relationship with him?” I question since he has suddenly seemed to lose his ability to speak. “Of course I know of you. You are constantly nagging him about playing video games and not doing anything else. You drove him away, he was more than willing to talk to me about all of it.” I could hear the smug tone in her voice. Staring down at him I feel more tears well up. His head is hanging down so he is not making eye contact with me. My whole world is crumbling down around me. My boyfriend not only practically abandoned me but he is also cheating on me. A sob escapes my chest ringing out in the silent room. Clasping my hand over my mouth I turn and leave the room, running across the hall to the bathroom. Slamming the door shut I fall to my knees, the sobs coming out uncontrolled and painful. A minute later the door flies open and Shiggy falls to his knees in front of me. Tears of his own falling down his face. “Baby please I am so sorry. She means nothing to me. It was nothing important, just some flirting. I don’t want her, I only want you. I’ll stop gaming, I'll delete discord. Please let me make this right. Give me one more chance. I promise I will change ok? Just another chance.” He sobs to me. His hands grasping on mine. I stare down at them, just the feeling of his skin on mine is comforting but makes my skin crawl. At this moment I knew I should leave but I can’t throw away a 5 year relationship. Leaning back from him I take a deep breath. “Fine. You get one chance more chance if you fuck up then I’m gone got it?” My voice was shaky but my eyes held onto his. He nods quickly leaning in to kiss me but I move away from him. “No kissing, you need to make this up to me. Plus you need to shower you smell.” He agrees with me standing and offers his hand to me helping me off the floor. “I’ll shower then do you want to watch Howl’s Moving Castle when I get out?” His voice is small and timid. Nodding my head I walk out the bathroom and into the kitchen grabbing the bottle of wine I was saving for an important day. But fuck it today is ruined why not numb it. Walking over the couch I curl up in the corner waiting for him to come out. When he does he gives me space sitting on the other end of the couch, turning on the movie. I crack open my bottle taking a swig before cradling it to my chest. Months passed by and he had worked really hard on paying more attention to me. He stopped gaming so much and when I would ask for help he wouldn’t argue with me on it. Things started going back to normal. Tonight he told me he had a movie night planned out and to wait for him in the living room. Sitting on the couch I wait for him to bring in the snacks and the wine, when his phone dings from the coffee table. Looking over at the sound I see that he has a text notification. Muriko: ‘Hey I know you said you were busy tonight but I really miss talking to you. Can you make some time after you are done? I love you. Let me know when the next time you are free is.’ I stare down at this message. I should have left. Why did I think he would change? Placing the phone back on the table I lean back against the couch and just wait for him to come back.

-This is posted on AO3 I am the writer please do not post anywhere else. Thank you I hope y’all enjoy this. Let me know if you want the next part.