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"Sir, if you cooperate, we will help you take time off of your sentencing."  The male looked up skeptically, then seen that there was indeed documents and a recording of everything going on in the room. He popped his knuckles, taking a deep breath before speaking. 

"He came out of nowhere, I didn't even hear him or even feel his presence. I had no idea he was even there. Before I even noticed, I was wrapped up in the base of the house. There were some shards that cut me, but I was too shocked by his quirk that I didn't even notice the bullet hitting me."

"And this," The man took the picture out of the envelope, sliding it towards him, "This is the bullet?"

"Yes, it is. But I-I couldn't even see, the pain from everything hitting me just came all at once. It felt like a million needles were being punctured into me, it felt like my bones were on fire. I-I couldn't even scream, everything just hurt."

The cop nodded, "Okay, thank you for your cooperation, but the bad news is you broke into one of the most known reporters in tokyo's homes, so it will be harder to reduce your sentencing. But it will be mentioned."

"What?!" The man snapped, banging his fist on the table. "You filthy fucking pig! You're a liar!"

But the cops ignored them, stepping out of the room and shutting the door. "Did you send it to get checked for fingerprints?"

"We did, and I think you'll be happy with the results."

Chisaki turned the knob to the shower, cutting the water off. "Hurry angel, you don't want to get cold do you?" He muttered in your ear, his finger tips running up your skin, making the goosebumps rise up. You sucked your breath in, stepping out the shower, your hands grabbed the towel, wrapping it around your body. 

"You'll get cold too, though." you replied, grabbing the extra towel and handing it to Chisaki. He took the towel, wrapping it around his waist. That's when it dawned on him, I don't have a change of clothes. He followed behind you, reaching his hand up and gripping a hand full of your hair before tugging it back. He could tell by how you picked up your pace, glancing back at him as you did so, you enjoyed it. 

The look in your eyes made him want to take you again, and again. The look of lust looked so good in your eyes. Especially since it's lust for him. Your room was cold, which made him thankful that you already pulled clothes out for yourself. But he stood there awkwardly, not having a change of clothes. 

Y/N noticed, her jaw dropping slightly, "Oh, Chisaki, you don't have any clothes here," She only had her bottoms on, as well as a bra as she walked over to her dresser. She pulled out a pair of sweats, handing them over. "I, um, don't think you would want to wear any of my shirts. They're a bit girly," she stated, crossing her arms and rubbing her hands up and down them. Chisaki chuckled, taking the clothes and slipping them on. They weren't too tight on him, but he definitely wouldn't want to wear these in front of your mother. 

"Oh wait! Do you like yellow?"

"Of course," he replied, even though it wasn't a color he would usually choose. But he knew you were putting as much effort as you could, and he didn't want to turn it down. Chisaki watched as you dug in your closet, pulling out a mustard yellow long sleeve, handing it over to him. 

"It's my favorite so take good care of it please."

"Anything for you, angel." he stated as he put his sweatshirt on, it was soft on the inside, which made him realize quickly why it was her favorite. If she was wearing it, it would fall down to just above her knees, the sleeves to the shirt would've covered her hands, which would've kept her warm and the texture on the inside felt like you were being surrounded by the fluffiest of cotton. But on Chisaki, the sleeves revealed his wrist and the bottom of the shirt barely covered his stomach. But he smiled. 

"Thank you." 

Just as he spoke, there was a buzzing that filled the room. Chisaki glared over at his phone, already knowing it was his. Those fools always call at the worst of times. He reached over her desk, picking up his phone and swiping his finger over the screen. Once he pressed the phone to his face, he wasn't even able to speak. 

"Boss, cops are undercover across from your house. Be careful."

Chisaki's blood went cold, his heart skipping a beat as he looked over at Y/N, who was sitting on her bed, awaiting for him to get off the phone. She stuck her tongue out at him playfully, which knocked him out of his shocked state, he did the motion back. 

"Okay, thank you for telling me. I'll be over ASAP." he stated, clicking the red button. He seen your happy expression faulture, which made his heart clench. He slipped his phone in the pocket of the sweatpants as he strode over to you, his hand reaching up and cupping your cheek. 

"I have a conference video call I have to attend, I'm sorry Y/N." his thumb rubbed over her cheek, "I'll text you when I'm done."

"Okay," she pouted, her bottom lip sticking out. 

"Don't make that face, I'll contact you as soon as I can." He stated, leaning down and kissing her pouty lips. His lips still tingled at the feeling of his lips against hers, even his simple touch made him feel as if he was on cloud nine. She truly was amazing. She continued to amaze him everyday. I don't want this moment to end. But he knew he had responsibilities to take care of, which he hoped wouldn't lead to a warrant to enter his home.  Or worse, have the cops raid his home. He couldn't help but think of the worse, knowing his enemy was quite literally outside his door. 

"Goodbye, Y/N." 

"Goodbye, Chisaki." She smiled.