Chapter Text
Izuku woke up the next morning, hand tugged tightly to his chest, his bracelet tucked to his wrist.
Izuku had dreamt of dark alley ways, a child huddled in corners with nothing but the pale light of the moon, teasing away the shadows across taught cheek bones, green hair drifting in the breeze, no it was black.
Izuku woke up slowly, no Kachan to rush him awake, no school today. He could stay in bed.
“Ping.”
Izuku frowned and sat up, stretching his upper body in a tight side lean, bones creaking at the monvemnt.
Whos texting me?
Hu mumbled under his breath, a hand going up to cover the yawn he could feel coming.
He climbed to the bottom of his bed and pulled his phone up and away from his wireless charger.
Unknown: Izuku
Izuku; Who is this?
Izuku tilted his head, chewing on his bottom lip,
Unknown: Dont be dense Izuku, you know who this is.
Izuku: Shigaraki?
Shigaraki: Hello Izuku, did you get my gift?
Shigaraki: :)
Izuku graonned and rolled his eyes, moving to a seated up positon and placing teh phone betweeh his cheeks while he debated on his response, sighing he pulls the phone down and starts to type,
Izuku: Yes Shigaraki I did. Its beautiful.
Shigaraki: Good! Im glad you like it, make sure you wear that.
Izuku grinned and twirled his wrist,
Izuku: I have no reason not too, howd you know my address?
Shigaraki: Do you really want to know?
Izuku shakes hos head in disbelief,
Izuku: Of course i do.
Shigaraki: Stalked you.
Izuku does smile at that,
Izuku: Oh?
Shigaraki sits on his bed, against the headboard, blanket pulled over his lap, his red phone case in his hand, gloves on, and a large smile splitting his face in half.
Shigaraki: Yes.
Izuku: How? Im curious how you found my information.
Shigaraki licks his lips and starts typing,
Shigaraki: I had you followed, saw you a few months ago, nice punch kid. Then I saw you again with those two girls. Did you know the cops are trying to pin you for a crime? I did, i do. They wont find anything,, you cover your tracks real damn well for being so young.
Izuku: Speaking of young, you know im only 14 right? Strange for an older man to show such interest in one so young….
“ Izuku.”
His mother calls, startling him out of his thoughts,
“ Yeah mom?!”
His attention now split,
“ Come down dear, breakfast is ready.”