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Self care had never been on the top of Tomura's or Dabi's priority list. Tomura didn't see an issue as long as his skin wasn't cracked open and bleeding. Dabi wasn't much better, only making the slightest effort to make sure the staples that held him together like a patchwork doll were intact. Self care just wasn't something either of them saw as important.
However, when Tomura and Dabi started dating everything changed. Both wanted to make an effort for each other, so they selected one day out of the week and designated it as their self-care day. It wasn't much but it was something at least. They were trying.
The day started off as it usually would with the pair going shopping.
"Soap.." Tomura read off the list that Kurogiri had made out for them.
Kurogiri had been absolutely ecstatic upon learning that Tomura and Dabi were trying to make an effort to care for themselves. He also recognized the fact that neither of them knew how to do that, so graciously, he took the liberty of writing them out a routine along with a shopping list to gather supplies.
"What kind?" Dabi questioned looking at seemingly endless options in front of him. It all seemed a bit overwhelming. Soap was soap. Although he was sure Compress would argue otherwise. He certainly seemed rather horrified when he discovered Dabi had been using dish soap to shower with.
"Look for something unscented for sensitive and irritated skin." Tomura responded, glancing at the list once more.
Dabi looked around for a moment, tossing a bottle into the cart.
"Alright, we need shampoo and conditioner. It's underlined that these should be separate." Tomura continued.
"Let's not get too crazy. I think two in one is fine." Dabi stressed not wanting to go overboard with this whole 'taking care of himself' thing.
Tomura didn't object when Dabi tossed a bottle of two in one into the cart. This whole thing was new to him as well and they needed to go at their own pace.
"What's next, Mophead?" Dabi asked as they walked down the aisles together. He had to admit the quality time felt rather nice.
"A box of surgical staples, aloe vera, and anti itch cream." Tomura listed, crossing off what they had already grabbed. "This is a lot.."
"Yeah, it is but you're worth it." Dabi flirtatiously responded as they went down the aisle grabbing each item as they passed by. "What else do we need?"
"We need toothpaste, lotion, and deodorant." Tomura said, crossing off more items.
"What type of lotion?" Dabi asked as he grabbed the other items. He also took note to grab a couple toothbrushes as neither of them had one on hand.
"I'd look for something for sensitive skin. Preferably unscented." Tomura shrugged. He knew that his skin grew irritated easily and didn't need fancy scented soaps and lotions adding to that problem.
"Guess we're going all out here." Dabi joked, grabbing a bottle.
"That should cover it for skin care. Now let's grab some snacks and get the hell out of here."
"Sounds like a plan." Dabi agreed, heading off to the food section with his lover.
Another thing the couple shared were poor eating habits. While they often forgot to eat altogether, when they did eat they mostly ate junk food or take out.
Tomura often favored sweets such as chocolate and caffeinated drinks such as energy drinks. Dabi often preferred comfort foods such as instant ramen and caffeinated drinks such as black bitter coffee.
When it came to buying snacks they collectively decided to ignore the list and buy whatever they wanted. They decided eating things they liked would be more productive with their self care than eating something deemably healthy. At least they were eating and that alone was something they could be proud of.
When shopping was complete they headed home.
Once home they started unpacking the items they collected.
"This seems like a pain in the ass.." Dabi complained realizing just how much effort it takes to care for himself.
"It is but this was your idea." Tomura responded in turn. "It'll be fun."
"I think we have different definitions of 'fun'." Dabi said, rolling his eyes.
As the two unpacked they started to look over the written routine Kurogiri had made out for them.
"Hm.. well showering together could be fun." Dabi smirked which earned him a look of disgust.
"Keep it in your pants patchwork.." Tomura shot back at him in an effort to bruise his ever growing ego.
"Mophead.. you're not supposed to shower with clothes on." Dabi whispered as he ran his hands up Tomuras shirt, heating them just enough to earn him a soft sigh of acceptance.
"Fine.." Tomura sighed in defeat. "We'll be saving water."
"I knew you'd come around." Dabi smiled racing to get his own clothes off.
Tomura was quick to follow, setting the water to a comfortable temperature that would be suitable for them both.
Getting into the shower Dabi wasted no time pressing up against Tomura.
"Fucking perv.." Tomura complained about tossing a washcloth at him.
"Hey now- that's not very kind." Dabi grumbled playfully, grabbing the new bottle of soap they had bought earlier. He had an urge to grab the bottle of ol reliable dish soap but he was sure he wouldn't hear the end of it from Tomura or Compress for that matter if he had.
After a few moments of working the soap into a lather he started running the cloth over Tomura's body. As far as he was concerned if he was going to be forced into this he was gonna have fun with it.
Tomura didn't object, deciding to take the opportunity to clean Dabi's hair properly for once. While both of them were rather shitty at taking care of themselves, when it came to each other they knew how to put the effort in.
The shower lasted longer than either of them planned as Dabi kept trying to cop a feel here and there.
"Well at least you're clean for once." Tomura said as he turned off the now cold water.
"We should do this more often.. the touching that is, not quite sure about the whole self care thing." Dabi said, passing Tomura a towel.
"We'll see. Now Common, we still have more to do." Tomura reminded him as they stepped out of the shower.
Once again they turned to the list for directions. Dabi needed to replace his melted and rusted staples and Tomura needed to apply the cream to his scars.
Dabi was thankful that pain wasn't exactly an issue for him as it made removing the staples a lot easier. Tomura assisted Dabi with the stables on his back and the ones on the underside of his legs as they are rather difficult for him to reach.
"You really are a mess.." Tomura pointed out. "But you're my mess."
"You need to work on your dirty talk." Dabi chuckled slightly as Tomura replaced the last of his staples.
"Do you ever stop thinking with your dick?" Tomura complained with a hint of general curiosity.
"When it comes to you, no." Dabi said, throwing his boyfriend an affectionate smile. "Now you want some help?"
"Whatever." Tomura said trading places with Dabi. As destructive as Dabi could be he could certainly be rather gentle when he wanted to be.
Dabi took a lot of time to tend to Tomura's scars. Unlike most who looked at Tomura he saw something beautiful. It wasn't the same type of beauty most people had rather the beauty in destruction; in what is broken.
"Stop staring.." Tomura said, looking away.
"You're mine to stare at." Dabi responded. "I'll stare all day if I want."
There was a hint of possessiveness in Dabi's tone that Tomura picked up on. He was Dabi's and Dabi was his.
"And done." Dabi said, breaking Tomura away from his thoughts.
"It's your turn." Tomura said, grabbing the bottle of aloe vera and trading places with Dabi once again. "This should help with the burns."
"Hate to break it to you but there is no 'helping them'." Dabi retorted. He knew well enough that more would come before these would heal. It was just a fact of life. He just had to maintain damage control to keep himself alive.
"It'll help with infection." Tomura corrected as he applied it to the many burns Dabi had, allowing his hands to linger just a bit in certain places.
"You're no better than me." Dabi responded, taking notice. "Don't be shy. Touch all you want."
"Shut up before I staple your mouth shut." Tomura snapped lightly but continued to let his hands linger.
"I'm sure you could find a better use for my mouth than that." Dabi teased a bit.
"You're disgusting." Tomura said finishing up.
"You love me for it." Dabi smiled, sitting Tomura down to apply the lotion to his body. This time he didn't even attempt to be coy about it, instead shamelessly touching him as he pleased; where he pleased.
"Alright that's enough-" Tomura gasped a bit when Dabi started to heat his hands as he grew a bit too excited.
"Fine, fine but we're picking this up later."
Tomura made a grab for one of Dabi's shirts and a pair of his own boxers, slipping them on. The smell of Dabi always lingered heavily on his clothes and Tomura absolutely loved it.
"No wonder I never have any clothes." Dabi teased as he slipped on a pair of boxers and nothing else. Self care was about relaxing and with relaxing came being comfortable.
"You belong to me, they belong to me, same difference." Tomura argued once more, making his way to their bedroom.
Once there Tomura immediately shoved Dabi onto the bed and made himself comfortable on top of them so he could have a comfortable warm place to lay while gaming.
Dabi of course didn't complain even though he had a bunch of snappy remarks in mind. He was just happy to finally be able to grab and squeeze whatever he wanted without any complaint. It was the perfect compromise.
"Snacks." Tomura demanded resting his head on Dabi's chest.
"They're only a few inches away." Dabi pointed out as he played with Tomura's hair. He enjoyed how long it was getting. More to pull.
"Feed me." Tomura demanded once more.
"Oh I got something to feed you alright.." Dabi smirked but complied, feeding him the snacks they got earlier. He'd certainly make the brat regret acting in such a way later but for now he decided just to enjoy it.
Though neither of them were perfect at taking care of one another they were good at taking care of each other. Neither of them had any intentions of stopping. They'd accept each other for what they are and keep each other from falling apart because that's what love is.