"Two favors..." you said.
"Two, unless I want three."
"... fine."
It was disappointing to know you were outmatched by another, but you couldn't fight Heller on your own. And until you could, there was no way you could face Butcher. You were going to need help, and you didn't want to involve your friends. Tomura looked happier than you had ever seen him, if that sinister expression was in fact happiness...
"You know what this means, right?" He asked, "Are you sure you're ready to run with people like us?"
You shrugged, but didn't speak for a long time. Tomura pushed off the box he was leaning against and got close to your face. You didn't even shrink away when his cold fingers turned your chin upwards.
"I understand," you said.
"You're tired," he noted, staring into your eyes, "You still have seven hours left of that drug in your system. I want to know more about that too."
"... There's something else."
"Hmm?"
You felt your lip trembling, but he didn't seem to notice or mind, "I want Izaya Orihara."
Tomura grimaced, "In what way..."
"Dead. In prison for life. I don't have a preference at the moment," you said. Ever since Denki mentioned an "info dealer" being the cause of this madness tonight, you had a good idea whom he was referring.
Tomura's brow raised. He examined you, like watching a creature do a trick behind a glass wall. Whatever you said seemed to tickle him.
"He's big fish, (Y/N)."
"I'll become a shark."
"Now we're talking," He held his hand out to you, "This is a partnership, little hero. You're not my prisoner. I promised you a world where you can be free to do whatever you please. Let's carve the path there, and we can start by shaking on it."
Any other person, and this handshake would still carry a heavy weight. But this was more. He wanted to form a pact, a promise, and it required you trusting him not to kill you with a single touch. That may have frightened most, but you were sad to say that you trusted Shigaraki more than others currently.
Your fingers just grazed his palm when the warehouse doors pushed open. The sudden noise made you jump, but Tomura already closed his hand around yours.
"I'm so glad we could get to this point, (Y/N)."
I'm sorry... everyone. It felt like there was no turning back now. His grip on your hand told you so.
"Twice," Tomura let your hand fall to your side and turned his attention to the doors, "What the hell is this?"
"I don't know... we weren't followed. I swear!" Twice professed.
Everyone, including you, migrated towards the center of the room to see who this intruder was. At first, you thought it could be Dabi. But once the bird mask came into the light, you knew that was false.
Overhaul coughed, "The airs practically made of dust here. It's gonna make me sick."
It's him. Your blood boiled at the sight of him.
"Huh... this is interesting," Tomura said.
"Why? Who is he?" Toga asked.
"He's actually pretty famous."
"You think so?" Overhaul asked, "Strange coming from you. The League of Villains."
Magne held her giant weapon close, "But seriously, who is this guy?"

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QUIRKY! Vol. 2 (MHAxReader)
FanfictionAll Might is retired. The evil All For One is behind bars. Villains run rampant and pine after the newly dethroned underworld. And (Y/N)'s license exams are coming up! More importantly... (Y/N) questions her feelings after spending time with The L...
S3 Part 41 - Overhaul
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