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He walked toward his room.
All he needed was rest after how long his mission had lasted.
When he finally arrived, he stopped abruptly, sensing something was off.
He activated Decay just in case and proceeded to open the door-
Spiky white hair lay on his pillow, moving slightly in the fresh breeze coming from the open window.
His white mattress was covered by a patchwork of mismatched skin belonging to someone who didn’t seem to pay him much mind.
Tomura closed the door and walked toward the mismatched body.
"Welcome back."
Said the man in his usual mocking tone still looking at his phone.
"What are you doing."
Tomura asked, irritated.
"Helping."
The other replied wryly, still not looking.
. . . .
"Toga told me about the new recruits." He finally explained weary.
"You should have let me work on that." He added, drifting his gaze to the floor.
".............."
"Really."
Tomura finally spoke from the bedside, forcing the other look up.
"Keh, maybe you should see it by yourself then." The other proposed sardonically before looking away.
After a short pause, he added bitterly, "They're becoming weak."
".............."
"Minions stay minions."
Tomura answered, beginning to scratch his neck
(.............)
".............."
Silence settled between them for a while before Scarlet met Teal once again.
This time, they locked eyes for several moments before both felt themselves leaning toward each other-
"Oh my, shouldn't we open the window even more."
Suddenly interrupted Dabi uneasily, looking away
They were face to face almost touching, making the whole situation even worse.
"You must be tired-" Started Dabi in a wryly tone but was cut off.
Tomura caged him on the bed.
No matter what he might have thought to say or do to get away, the final option would be Decay..
He lifted his head and threw a defiant look at the other who only responded by getting closer.
Nose to nose, any plan of escape was now gone, much to Dabi's despair-
Parched lips met his, making him jump in surprise- yet he strangely leaned into it.
As he was about to pull back to speak a dried tongue met on a burnt one, making the act almost smell like smoke and dust.
When the contact broke, neither of them moved right away.
Forehead against forehead, breath slightly ragged.
Teal looked up but didn't met Scarlet this time- until, suddenly they looked at him too.
When he realized the reason he quickly tried to get away by removing his hand from the other's cheek as fast as he could but- a gloved hand stopped him..
"I didn't know you could be so clingy.."
He finally retorted baitingly since he couldn't fight physically
The other ignored it completely and with his free hand began touching the burnt skin around his neck.
Unwillingly, spiky hair jolted in response. He quickly grabbed the wandering hand,
"Alright, let's not go on that battleground." Dabi objected acidly
"Scared ?" Remarked Tomura derisively with an amused grin
".............."
For once the other didn't answered, making Tomura's unsettling smile even bigger.
He let go of Dabi's hand and moved his own toward the staples, making the other flinch again.
"Boss." Dabi finally said darkly
"Dabi." Tomura replied cloyingly
Dabi took some time before speaking...
"We're not that touch starved." He stated sweetly with a fake smile
"..............."
Tomura continued wandering between the healthy and burnt skin, playing lightly with the staples and making the other react despite himself.
"Are we ?"
He finally responded venomously
"Shit-" was all the other could reply, too busy dealing with the pain and uneasy coming from his body
After some silence Tomura stopped, noticing how the other started to react less and less.
Some of the staples were gone and blood had began to paint the bedsheet.
Tomura slid his hands beneath the other's neck, placing his left hand on the back making him jump suddenly.
"What the-" he started, but was cut off by a string of pain from the staples in his back
"Damnit." He muttered to himself, feeling the left hand moving lower
Dabi lifted his head and met Tomura's gaze. Neither of them spoke, leaving Dabi's yelp as the only sound.
Tomura leaned down to meet his face.
The other placed his hands on Tomura's neck.
Dabi closed the gap, forcing Tomura to lean in and once again that acrid smell returned and refused to leave.
The now-reddish bedsheet was covered by the mismatched skin under the sallow skin.
Once they slowly parted, their breaths were ragged. The room felt too warm, yet strangely comfortable.
Dabi let out a sinister laugh before saying baitingly, "I can still taste it."
Shortly after, Tomura moved his hands again, making the othe react once more.
"Easy there." Dabi called snidely while reaching Tomura's hair
"Stop moving so much." Tomura replied peevedly
"Pardon me to be human." Dabi retorted mockingly while playing the other's hair
Tomura leaned down and bite into the skin, making Dabi yell out loud from the sudden pain
"SH-SHIT !" He exclaimed, his voice anguished.
The other paused before licking the dripping blood and bite somewhere along the neck right after.
Dabi quickly removed his hands from Tomura's hair, earning a stare from the other, and tried to push him off but he didn't budge.
"Fuck, get off-" He started but couldn't finish hit by another string of pain
"Stop screaming." Replied Tomura testily
"Eurk-" Yelled Dabi painfully
Tomura kept biting on the healthy and sensitive skin, tearing some staples apart with the help of his hands.
When he finally pulled back, he stared at Dabi.
A bloody mess.
Blood spilled from open wounds. Bite marks covering his neck, shoulders and arms.
No matter how hard he tried to stay quiet, gasps of pain escaped him making Tomura smile wider before he leaned in once more.
"Dabi." Tomura called out syrupily while twirling the other's messy hair, slowly staining red
"............." He was too out of it to clearly answer. Tomura leaning in then kissed him.
"...Get off." He suddenly ordered raspingly, placing his hands on the other's shoulder to push him
"Try." Replied the other defiantly while pulling the other's shirt away to gain easier access
"Fucker-" Started Dabi menacingly but stopped when he felt a slow tease around one of his staples on his torso
"Weak."
Stated Tomura amused, slowly ripping one out while ignoring the other's nails digging in his shoulders drawing blood.
Despite the pain, chapped lips met burnt ones, tongue clashing and bringing back the acrid smell that refused to leave.
The room remained silent.
Noises from outside never reached them.
Dark dried blood met fresh one on the bedsheet forming a beautiful red pattern.
"Dabi.." He called hoarsely, touching the other's face
"Ugh.." Replied the other breathlessly
Wanting to feel more, Tomura backed off and removed his right glove before leaning in again.
"Look at me." He ordered raspingly.
Eyes heavy with exhaustion, Dabi forced himself to respond. Teal met Scarlet and locked in.
Tomura brought his right hand on Dabi's face hesitantly but before he could pull away-
"Scared ?.." Called out Dabi blusteringly with a cocky smile
"I'm not you."
Tomura replied sharply, slowly touching the other's cheek once he was allowed.
Sallowed skin met mismatched skin and started caressing it lightly, earning a dry chuckle from the one beneath him.
"Weak." Stated Dabi, mimicking Tomura's earlier remark then added pompously
"I didn't know you were such a softie."
"..........."
"Cat got your tongue ?" He spoke condescendingly with a strained smile. While reaching for the other's face again.
Blood dripped slowly onto the bedsheet
"Don't even start." Warned the other snappichly, though he leaned closer to allow the touch
"Did I anger the grumpy cat ?"
Dabi said amused, hand slowly drifting from the other's face to his hair
"Dabi." Said the other airily while his ungloved hand moved on the loose staples to slowly tearing them out.
"............" This was the only response Dabi could give while grabbing Tomura's arm flateringly
"Ha."
Laughed Tomura with a bored grin, fully removing the staples.
Dabi jerked from pain, nails digging again into the cracked skin. A light yelp escaped Tomura as fresh blood coated Dabi's nails.
"Keheh." Suddenly laughed out Dabi's voice wryly.
"Does it hurt ? " He asked haughtily, digging his nails deeper, earning a slight flinch
"It will." The other replied while pressing on the empty spot where the staple had been.
"EURK-" Dabi cried out of pain , tearing Tomura's skin even further making the blood fall even faster, almost syncing with his own.
"Does it hurt." Tomura repeated, imitating Dabi's earlier remark with an unsettling smile
Silence was the only replied the other gave him until-
"KEHEHE...HA,..HahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..." Laughed hysterically Dabi echoing across the room. His smile widened by the second as blood dripped from the corner of his jaw.
"............." Tomura wanted more.
So he kept going which made Dabi laugh louder as more staples loosened until...nothing.
When he looked up- Scarlet met Teal which made him stop immediately. For the first time, Teal reached out first making the kiss feels unexpectedly warm.
The acrid scent fused with blood, creating a strangely beautiful sensation as they continued until warmth slowly pulled away.
"So-" Started Dabi darkly amused, a cocky smile returning but was cut by another crushing kiss.
This one was bruising.
The mismatched man tried to pull away.
Tomura quickly made it clear how useless that attempt was.
Once they pulled away, silence settled.
Dabi began speaking again, but Tomura couldn't hear a word at the moment.
His breathing grew louder. Too loud. His gloved hand remained still on Dabi's torso while the ungloved demanded more.
The other suddenly stopped talking and leaned toward him.
Tomura startled at the sudden touch on his wounded shoulder.
The hand started moving slowly...unexpectedly gentle toward his face.
"............." Tomura suddenly felt it.
Even as Dabi was clearly calling him, he couldn't respond. The urge to touch the other with his ungloved hand grew stronger by the second.
His fingers twitched lightly until the tension spread through his entire arm.
He lifted his gaze meeting the other's who had stepped back slightly
"Dabi." He called distantly
"..........."
"Boss ?.." Replied the other apprehensively
"..........."
Tomura finally gave in and moved his ungloved hand toward him.
"Shigaraki." Dabi suddenly called tensely while trying to pull away.
"Don't move." Tomura replied coldly, pressing his gloved hand against open wounds
"As if." Dabi shot back
Shortly after, he felt Tomura's fingers tangling in his hair. Not the five.
"Shigaraki, get off." He ordered crisply slowly pushing the right arm away from him
"............."
Suddenly he felt a weight drop onto the sheet beside him, causing him to flinch and look at where it was.
A sharp cracking noise followed.
Dabi's adrenaline surged.
He shoved Tomura off the bed, tumbling to the floor himself in the process.
"FUCK ! " Exclaimed Dabi's mid-process.
He looked at the other then at the bed.
Dust forming on the sheet.
His heart hammered violently making him feel more alive than he has ever been. He breathed in ragged gasps with his hands shaking uncontrollably.
He glanced back at the other who seemed just as shocked.
".................."
Dabi looked once again at the bed.
At the splintered wood
"............."
Tomura’s usual silence felt unusual at the moment.
Silence settled until Dabi calmed down.
"Boss." Dabi finally called
".........."
"I'm not gonna die that easily." He added sardonically, pointing vaguely at his scarred body
"Dabi." Replied the other rattled
"Relax." He said awkwardly, leaning against the coffee table
"................"
Silence made its way between them.
When Dabi moved, the other flinched slightly. Dabi walked toward him until his shadow covered the other.
"Boss." He called evenly.
Tomura looked up.
"Next time, fight back." He spoke snidely
".............."
"Alright." He said dissmisively.
He then turned slightly to look at the bed before turning back and say.
"Fear is what makes us human, boss."
"Right." Finally spoke Tomura dryly before looking at the bed.