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attempts at earning love by dabiideviito
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
10 Jul 2020
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Dabi: hey
Dabi: this is
Dabi: me
Dabi: touya
Dabi: fuck, don’t call me that
Dabi: or do, it’s fine
Dabi: maybe i’ll get used to itShouto: how did you get this number
Dabi: don’t worry about it
Dabi: you won’t like the answerShouto: well that’s reassuring
A year after the war ends, Dabi and Shouto reconnect.
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“He must like you, then.”
Shouto’s face does something complicated at the implication of that, and he looks away again.
“Is he your boyfriend?”
Dabi doesn’t know why he presses - he’s interested in the answer, sure, but it’s hardly at the top of the list of things they need to talk about.
There’ll be time. He hopes there’ll be time.
“I didn’t come here to discuss my questionable taste in men.”
“Sure, sure.” Dabi waves a hand in dismissal. “Tell me then - why did you come?”
It’s a loaded question, probably, with a hundred different answers. A siren wails in the distance, the waves slap against the wood of the dock. Dabi’s heart is beating in his ears.
“I don’t know,” Shouto says quietly, after a long pause. “I guess I just...wanted to know for sure. That I hadn’t just built something up in my imagination. That it was really you. Are you- ” He cuts himself off again, like a question he’s not sure he’s allowed to ask. “Are you okay? Are you - safe? Somewhere?”
Something cracks open in Dabi’s chest, an old wound that refuses to heal right.
“Yeah,” Dabi manages. “I have a- a somewhere. Don’t worry.”
Shouto scoffs, shoves his hands back in his pockets. “‘Don’t worry,’” he mocks. “You’re- that’s kind of ridiculous, you get that, right? All this time, I thought you were- ” There’s a pinch of something in his expression, in the knit of his brow or the crumpled edge of his scar, something like...anger? “I thought you were dead, Touya.”
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“Do you think he’d hate me?” Shigaraki asks him one night, sitting on the floor of their studio with his head tipped back onto Dabi’s knees. His hair is still damp from the shower but Dabi likes the way it’ll look extra wavy tomorrow when he takes the braids out. Over-under, over under.It’s raining, the summer heat storm cacophonous against the windows. Dabi’s fingers lose their rhythm and he huffs in frustration, undoing the braid all the way and starting over. He’s never been good at fixing his mistakes from the middle.
“I think he doesn’t even know you,” he replies, two minutes too late. “He only knows who you used to be.” Shigaraki sighs and closes his eyes.
“I’m the same.”
“No, you’re not. God, don’t start with the melodrama.”
“Melodrama?” Shigaraki reaches back and pushes Dabi’s hand out of his hair, turning to face him. “I’m not the one trying to live a life that doesn’t exist anymore.”
Dabi blinks down at him. “Holy shit, what the hell is your problem?”
Shigaraki just shakes his head, getting to his feet and striding over to where their shoes are sitting side-by-side near the door. “Nothing. Nothing. He’s your family, after all.”
Dabi goes after him, catching him by the wrist. “You’re my family,” he says, with no idea whether or not it’s the sentiment Shigaraki wants to hear right now. It’s true, anyway.
“Right.”
“Hey.” Dabi manhandles him into facing him - Shigaraki’s stronger than he is but doesn’t put up a fight. “It’s not like it’s one or the other. It’s not a choice.”
The rain is almost deafening. Thunder rumbles so close overhead that the glass of the windows rattles in the old frames.
Shigaraki wrenches his wrist out of Dabi’s grasp and plucks his keys off the nail in the wall, refusing eye contact. He reaches up with one hand and untangles the half-braid, blue-white strands falling back into his face. “Of course it’s a choice,” he says quietly, definitively. “I’ve got stuff to take care of. See you later, Touya.”
Dabi lets him go, because Shigaraki is a force of nature in his own right and he’s learned the hard way that it’s impossible to hold him down. But how many times does he have to prove his fucking loyalty?
Hours after the storm has passed, Shigaraki comes back. Dabi pretends to be asleep.
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Dabi shrugs. He’s never claimed to have good taste in people.
“Well I’m not letting you read it either. Get down here.”
“You come up here.”
“God, you’re such a brat sometimes.”
Shouto blinks down at him, completely placid. “I’m the youngest, I’m allowed.”
Dabi chucks a gummy at him before getting up to go for the ladder. It smacks into the bottom of Shouto’s shoe before dropping back to the warehouse floor.
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"im glad you like the colour. that makes me less afraid" just shoot me atp