Mha — Michi x Mr. Compress (Trade)

Michi woke up early that morning, too comfortable to move as he turned over onto his stomach. Reaching for his phone and nearly blinding himself when the screen lit up.

Shutting his eyes briefly, before looking at it. 'Shopping w/ Mr. Compress!!'

It had read, making him almost tumble off his bed. Wondering how he nearly could've forgotten? As he hurried to pull on some clothes.

• • •

He had asked on a whim, and hadn't really expected him to agree to it.

"The mall? What's brought this up?" Atsuhiro had asked when it was proposed to him. Taking a screwdriver to fix something with his arm as they spoke.

"Come on, it'll be fun. Kurogiri also mentioned needing some stuff. So it's basically two birds with one stone!" Michi said, an atm around the guy as he spoke. Trying to convince him as he poked the side of his head a few times.

Distracted and unable to work, Atsuhiro sighed, putting down the screwdriver. Knowing he wasn't going to leave him alone until he agreed.

"Come on, I could use an extra… Hand," he said, raising a hand to level with his face and wiggling his fingers. As a grin crossed his face.

Pitifully chuckling Atsuhiro shook his head lightly. "Alright, I'll go with you. Just stop with the terrible jokes. That's meant to be my job."

Michi seemed happy that he finally agreed, and they planned out the time they'd leave and what they would get done first.

• • •

Back in the present— Atsuhiro was in the main bar of the hideout. Putting on his prosthetic arm, he'd admit it was still a pain to get used to.. But he was grateful to still have something in its place. Hearing footsteps he glanced up to see Michi.

Seeing him putting on his arm Michi would admit he sometimes forgot about his lack of arm— and for once the man wasn't wearing his mask it seemed. A rare occasion considering they couldn't be detected.

"Here you both go, eat up and get your errands done. Shigaraki isn't too happy about it." Kurogiri had mentioned to them, placing two plates before them.

Atsuhiro huffed, before sitting down to eat with Michi. Whilst Kurogiri went back to his tasks.

It seemed like Kurogiri passed them a small list, with some money too. A man of little words but he knew how to silently request things.

While eating Michi curiously looked at the list. Just seemed like some basic stuff for everyone. Which seemed like simple enough stuff to not pose as a major inconvenience.

Deciding Atsuhiro would hold the list, he passed it to him with the money they were given.

Once they had both finished eating they loudly thanked Kurogiri for making breakfast and took their leave shortly after.

It was a long walk, but at least it wasn't boring. As Michi kept the conversation going along the way. Not that Atsuhiro had any issues with it.

It really seemed like Atsuhiro's lack of face as a villain helped him to not stand out nearly as much. And eventually the duo got to the mall without incident.

Atsuhiro decided to take the lead for the day, saying something about how he was an entertainer or ring leader as an argument and led Michi around.

"We'll get the list covered first… Then I suppose we can get what we want. I want to get some stuff" He said as he pulled the list from his pocket. Although there was the chance that they'd see what they wanted as they went around completing the list.

And unfortunately even with talking playing as a huge distraction to things that weren't their business. At least until Atsuhiro realised that Michi was no longer with him?

"A deceptive trick…" He muttered, grinning ever so slightly knowing that Michi couldn't have gotten far. No doubt he was still in the mall as he turned around on his heels and retraced their steps.

Eventually his search proved worth his while, as he found Michi a few stores down. Looking at some of the new Kuromi merchandise that were just put out on shelves.

"Atsuhiro! Look, it's the new merch!" Michi exclaimed in a wild excitement. Pointing at them as if he were a child. It seemed like he was planning to pick one. Undecided as to which one.

"Don't you have a bunch of those things?" Atsuhiro asked him, having to practically hold him by the arms to stop him from going completely feral over them.

"No!— I don't," Michi protested. Arguing that he didn't have that many.

Although if Atsuhiro could recall… He practically already had a decently sized collection. So he couldn't understand why he'd need or want any more.

It maybe took a few tries, before he was able to eventually take Michi away from the store.

Although it made the rest of the day pretty slow moving. As Michi wouldn't stop nagging him…

• • •

When they got back the two split ways, Michi hadn't seen him when he went to get something to eat. Not finding it too odd as he retreated to his room after the long day. A bit sulky that he couldn't add anything to his collection.

But stopping at his bedroom door, he noticed something that wasn't there before.

On his half made bed, resting where he would usually put his head. A familiar Kuromi plush.

Atsuhiro had returned to the store when Michi hadn't been paying attention. And had used one of his famous talents to swipe one of the items for him. Just so he wouldn't bother him about it the next day.

Picking it up Michi smiled, content and not expecting the slight change of heart from Atsuhiro.

Though he didn't complain, regardless he was happy. As he decided to add the new Kuromi plush to his growing collection.