[ He considers just going away, but the longer he stares at the lump, the less he wants to actually go, and he realizes just how angry he is at himself for letting his shit get to him once again. Nothing has felt right the past three days and he knows exactly why.
So he doesn't leave. He sits down and reaches out to where Shigaraki's head is under the blanket and he runs his hand along the lump, tugging it down a little so he can slide his fingers into the top of his hair, caressing through the strands.]
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So he doesn't leave. He sits down and reaches out to where Shigaraki's head is under the blanket and he runs his hand along the lump, tugging it down a little so he can slide his fingers into the top of his hair, caressing through the strands.]