#long story short - they've been living together for 6 months and things are tentatively civil and All Might was curious

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Some context on the “Curiosity” art piece??

I’m genuinely interested and also it’s super pretty ✨✨

All for One isn't very approachable. His charm brings others to him, but it's the rare specimen that he allows close enough to touch. His dear doctor, his closest friend and confidant (Oh how All for One misses him) was really the only one. He didn't care to maintain his façade of humanity for too long, and scaring off any potential pawns would have been a pain. It was a game he'd been playing for well over a century at this point, and All for One was... tired.

All Might already knew about him. Knew him down to his deepest core, just like his dearest doctor. All for One didn't need to pretend. That wasn't to say that it wasn't fun to slip into the role with All Might, but All for One wasn't pressed to keep the game going.

It was... nice. Admittedly. He should voice that to All Might, maybe. It would be worth it to see his nose crinkle in annoyance. Cute.

All Might's hands are dry, and a little cold, especially in comparison to the inferno burning beneath All for One's flesh. His grip is gentle, his fingertips even more so as they brush around the center of his palm. A fingertip skirts around the hole, the faintest hint of pressure applied, and its like a jolt of electricity along All for One's nerves.

Not unfamiliar. Not painful, not exactly. He'd long passed the years where he would habitually pick at them as a child, and the sensitivity never lessened. He wondered if All Might was brave enough to stick a finger inside. Ujiko had once, driven by the same curiosity that All Might now felt, and had jerked his hand away in an instant. A stuttering explanation about burning and electricity had gone over All for One's head, who'd known it wouldn't be pleasant. His body was a conduit to hundreds of thousands of quirks - of course his body ran hot.

"It's warm." All Might said, pulling All for One from his thoughts. Silly. Stating the obvious. All for One grinned, made natural from a century of practice. Or it was a real one. All for One didn't examine the stab of amusement that warmed his chest. It was easier to lie to himself.