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It was another day at the Paranormal Liberation Front’s headquarters. The sky was blue, sun top above at its highest brightness as a pair of clouds seemed close to pass by soon. The entire mansion looked quiet and good, despite most of the time it was noisy due the ‘exchange of ideas’ among the League of Villains members and the remnants of the Meta Liberation Army. Everything pointed to be fine.
Their plans were going like smooth sailing. Their Grand Commander has been away since few days ago to train himself better and attend some issues with Dr. Garaki; which let the Front under Re-Destro and Dabi’s supervision.
In fact, Dabi’s work was neat and steady aside of the several frictions he could have with the other members –just as some others, which brought with them discussions and even fights but nothing Tomura and Re-Destro couldn’t handle–. And yeah, Rikiya might have constructed a nice work connection with the blue flames user, but there was just one thing about him he couldn’t stand at all.
*
It is true Dabi was the first one who denied the settling of the new set of pairs who lead the subgroups of their Front. Especially because his partner was nothing more and nothing less than the one who he fought in Deika City. At the beginning, he despised Geten because their bickering about what they told themselves in their battle. Geten was overall mature for his age, but when it came to Dabi he would lower his level and explode in discussions with the cremation user.
Maybe it was because their powers were opposite to each other what made them have those first bad encounters and frictions. And maybe that sort of managed to start another kind of tension between those two. Because one day, out of nowhere, the level of angry shouts decreased a bit, their fights were less and suddenly the duo took their discussions to the nearest room. Then there was some bickering, but there was something different. Something that Rikiya couldn’t click on yet until he saw the two in plain act right on his desk.
To say Rikiya was speechless for the first seconds was accurate, but then a growing migraine installed on his head. So yeah, he might have told Geten to get along with Dabi, but like NOT IN THAT WAY. “I didn’t tell you to befriend him, just to get along and do your job! And I remember you hated him, what the hell happened?!” he talked to the white haired boy who was sitting in the couch. The desk in his office was missed because he ordered it to get replaced right away. The adult man pressed his fingertips on his temples as he sat on the chair in front of the couch.
“Uh…. Well, one thing lead to another and-” Geten gestured with his hands, a light blush adorning his cheeks due the embarrassment. Rikiya was about to drop the lecture, because his soft spot for the boy who he raised like a son. It took him two seconds to return to his speech.
“How to UNSEE that. I mean… I get it. You’re old enough but have some respect, Geten” he spoke seriously, now calming down a little and crossing one leg over the other. “Is this… is this something serious?” he leaned, intrigued and still assimilating the news.
In front of him, Geten was looking down, collecting his thoughts. “Y-Yeah. Well, I guess it is…” at that, Rikiya sighed looking at the ceiling. He stood up and gripped Geten’s ear, pulling it up.
“You dare to say you guess it’s something serious, as in you just disrespected my office! My own desk!” he started blurting, mad and trying to speak coherently. Geten whined in pain, like the old days. Maybe Re-Destro should have taught him manners as his own father did to him. “Damn spoiled brat” he hissed, murmuring he should have hit him, and let his ear go. “Dabi? Really?” he sat back on his chair. “I don’t get it, the guy is all covered in staples and grafts…” he frowned.
“I think that’s interesting, though” the young man low-key smiled with a small smirk; making Re-Destro roll his eyes back with a disgusting and surprised reaction. Geten having the nerve to speak like that in front of him, not as if he wanted to know the weird kinks his son had. It was too much to process.
“You have some weird taste, Geten” Rikiya tried to rub his temples again.
“Ouch, that hurt!” he heard a voice outside his office. “Fucking Dabi” he recognized him and then shouted back “Stay away from here! This is not of your business!”
“It is if you’re speaking about me and your precious son’s relationship!” the blue flames user teased.
Re-Destro groaned. “I better not catch you two again, or you’ll have to sleep in a room with no doors!” he lifted his index finger accusatively towards him before letting him go.
And he didn’t catch them two again, but the new couple seemed to enjoy making him suffer. Their jokes around when he was present, and how they make-out as if there was no one but them. It made him boil at such audacity, feeling the stress rising on his system. Though he knew he couldn’t kill Dabi, not now he was loyal to Tomura and he couldn’t murder a fellow of the Front. But he sometimes felt he would, even if he died in the process.
“Sometimes I wish they were back into the enemies phase” the black long haired man, Skeptic, spoke; trying to keep on what Mr. Compress was explaining to them but failing in the process because the pair of lovebirds was in the way.
“Yeah, but… Oh, the young love!” Trumpet clapped.
Compress glared at them how well he was being ignored and then continued giving instructions to the rest of the members. The lizard man saw this action and he faced the couple and smacked Dabi’s head.
“Get a fucking room if you’re gonna do that!”
Wow, the League was really something. Maybe he should hit Geten more frequently. At least that put some calm in the room, Rikiya noticed.
Unfortunately, Spinner’s suggestion was taken by them and it was usual to see one their bedroom’s door locked after hanging the ‘No bother’ signal or announcing they were going to be busy. Rikiya cursed the hormones and how off that was to him their behavior didn’t ruin both Geten and Dabi’s work performance.
“Smells like father-in-law” Trumpet teased once. The sole comment earned him a punch in the face.
“Shut up. Geten won’t marry a junkie like that!” he groaned. His fist was still tensing as he tried to calm himself down. They were still young, and Geten was more likely to take this as a game, obviously at his rebellious phase. It was nothing serious.
It was nothing serious. Nope.
*
So here he was. Counting the days for Tomura to return. He expected to the Grand Commander to put them in order. Because if he were the leader he knew he would murder a certain blue blames user a long time ago.
Seriously, he couldn’t believe how fast those two’s relationship developed. It was almost like a Disney princess movie where the girl and the boy fall in love within just one day to know each other. Starting from enemies to lovers. From great fights and discussions to intense public shows of affection limiting the exhibitionism.
Call him an outdated and embitter, but the rest of Front members took ‘DabiGeten’s behavior airily. They even got to be chosen as the favorite couple just on top of Tomura and Spinner!
It’s not like he hated Dabi till the guts, but…yeah, he didn’t like him. It was like a paternal instinct to protect his son.
That afternoon incident was the final straw.
The black and white haired couple was huddling in the couch of the large living room, watching movies and eating snacks. It was very rare, but there were times where they weren’t eating each other’s mouth in public and instead spent their time together like a decent couple.
It happen that Re-Destro was passing by just on time when Dabi asked the question to Geten. No prelude, just straight to the point. Such a great –bad?– timing.
The blue flames user had his arm wrapped around Geten’s shoulder, rubbing his hand up and down with a sweet parsimony as he breathed over the white-hair’s head. “Let’s get married”.
As simple as that, Rikiya chocked on his lemon drink. It wasn’t loud so it passed inaudible for both.
“Dabi… are you sure?” seeing the determination and lack of lie in the other’s eyes, Geten leaned closer, effusively nodding. “Yes! Oh, yes, let’s do!” they held hands and Rukiya chocked one second time as the ice user crawled back into Dabi’s lap to initiate a kiss.
“THAT’S A ROTUND NO. NO. THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING” glass of lemon drink long time ignored and left fall into the floor. “Geten won’t be marrying a guy like you. This is inadmissible, plus you’re so young! And-And Shigaraki won’t agree to it, I’m sure!” he started saying negatives.
Both Dabi and Geten decided to show their bestest pouting faces and puppy eyes as they put their hands together asking Re-Destro to agree. “Please, please, don’t be like that”.
“No is no!” it seemed off, it was a weird scene, but Re-Destro wouldn’t say a single yes and both Dabi and Geten continued pressing on him.
“What’s going on?” Toga tilted her head, turning her steps from the kitchen to the living room since she just came from upstairs. “What are you doing begging on your knees? What did you do now?” the girl asked, really curious and grinning with sharp teeth.
“I just asked Geten to marry me-“
“But he won’t agree to us being together”
They completed their sentences, then looked at each other and giggled. Toga’s eyes widened in excitement as she ran towards them.
“That sounds so cute! I’m down. I want to be the maid of honor! Yes. You have to name me the maid of honor” she hugged them and then looked at both with a pout but also demanding tone.
“That’s not gonna happen!”
“Are you saying you won’t give them your blessing?” Skeptic asked, skeptically.
“Well, technically, he isn’t Geten father…” Giran, who was in the room for their weekly poker game, commented.
“It’s just a phase! They won’t get married. It’s stupid”
“We’re at the negation phase still, huh” Trumpet said, dealing the cards as Giran fixed his glasses and received his.
“It’s not going to happen… When Shigaraki comes back-”
“Shigaraki doesn’t care about such things. If it doesn’t affect the Front, he would let it pass” Giran observed, knowing their Grand Commander very well.
Rikiya groaned again, picking his cards roughly. “Stop talking about that, I don’t want to stress more!”
“Well, they have been behaving better, though…”Skeptic said one last time, very lowly but Rikiya got to hear it and groaned again.
*
Re-Destro was doing his best to not mix personal stuff with the job. Something really really difficult now he just did know Dabi was been fucking Geten, his adopted son, but also pretended to marry him! Outrageous. Impossible! Out of the question!
If they never showed any respect for him before, if their relationship stabilizes more then what will become of him? He had enough with becoming an underlying; now he had to deal with that ice-flame duo and their lovey-dovey actions and insolence.
“I should have taken off his goddammit door!” he slammed his forehead against his new desk.
Checking on the clock, Re-Destro saw it was time to go rest for the night. So he proceeded to organize his papers and grab the keys of his office –keys that he kept with him ever since the fatal incident– but a noise called his attention. He heard it coming from outside his large window, the starting of music someone was blasting with a speaker.
And oh, surprise, surprise when he saw the stapled boy under his window. He squinted, and then had to pull up his glasses to see the guy had a mic on his hand. “Is this motherfucker going to sing some heavy metal till my ears bleed or what?”
“Saturday mornin', jumped out of bed
And put on my best suit”
“What is this?!”
“What is it?” he heard Geten’s voice in the halls and he decided to follow him going out and face Dabi and hopefully take the speakers and mic from him.
“Got in my car and raced like a jet
All the way to you”
He expected to see few bottles of beer at Dabi’s feet but saw no one. Maybe he took something else Re-Destro thought.
“Knocked on your door with heart in my hand
To ask you a question
'Cause I know that you're an old fashioned man –he grinned to him, Geten beside him watching his crazy boyfriend play singer–
Yeah (yeah)”
“Wait! I know this song” Spinner snapped.
“Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life?
Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know” –Dabi played with the mic, pretending it was a wire one as if he was sliding his fingers through the inexistent cable–
“You say I'll never get your blessin' 'til the day I die
"Tough luck, my friend, but the answer is no"” –he imitated Re-Detro frowned expression, which made the members who were watching this laugh–
“Why you gotta be so rude?
Don't you know I'm human too?
Why you gotta be so rude?
I'm gonna marry him anyway”
“Oh, I love weddings!” Twice held out a handkerchief to wipe his tears off under the mask.
“Lovely, lovely” Haws was leaning against the wall of the entrance.
The chorus came, everyone was applauding and singing along and Re-Destro felt his face red in anger, confusion, and embarrassment.
“I hate to do this, you leave no choice
Can't live without him
Love me or hate me, we will be both
Standin' at that alter
Or we will run away
To another galaxy, you know
You know he's in love with me
He will go anywhere I go”
At this point, Geten’s face gained color as he covered his mouth in a happy expression. Dabi guided his hands towards him and Geten stepped a bit closer to him.
Dabi continued singing, and Re-Destro couldn’t handle anymore.
Can I have my Geten for the rest of my life
Say yes, say yes…
“Alright, alright!” he shouted, making Dabi stop singing as the music kept playing. Re-Destro glared at him and he paused the music. “Alright. I agree… Jesus. You two are so annoying” he spoke, pissed but somehow smiling now.
“Do you mean…?” Geten’s smile was widening ear to ear.
“Yeah…” Re-Destro sighed. “I’ll regret. I know I’ll regret it… I’m regretting it now”
“What’s going on?” a low yet raspy voice was heard making its way to the focus of attention.
“S-Shigaraki-sama”
The so called Grand Commander was back, few scars on him, maybe more bags under his eyes but he seemed just fine and alert. “Elaborate?” he looked at Re-Destro, then looked at Geten, and ended up looking at Dabi and his mic and speakers.
“Dabi and Geten are getting married!” Toga squealed.
Everybody watched in awe, expecting Tomura’s reaction.
“Whatever, just don’t wake me up. I wanna sleep” Tomura rolled his eyes and moved himself towards the entrance with lazy steps and a lizard guy following him behind.