×Dabi's POV×
Where the hell am i? I looked up at the street signs to see. Why am I here again?
Oh right, I ran. Tch..
I had to I guess, how did I fall asleep though? I wish I could tell time around here. It's definitely dark so it must be late. Did I sleep the whole day away? Probably.
God my head hurts? I looked around as I stood up. Was I on the ground? Why the hell was I on the ground? I sighed, that doesn't matter right now. I looked at the street again and started walking towards the league, taking the alleyways to get there.
Maybe I passed out from being tired? Possibly, that sounds like something I'd do. I put my hands in my pockets and kept walking, but something made me stop. Why should I go back? It's pointless, isn't it? Maybe it was, but my feet started moving forward on their own. I had to go back, I mean I had toga there and I had twice only issue I had was that same brat. Brat. Yea, that's the word to use for him, it's gotta be.
Though, he wasn't terrible, as weird as that may sound he wasn't terrible. He just had a lot of issues that I wish he would get together.
One of them being the need to touch me. Why was that so important to him? And why me specifically? He didn't want to get close to anyone else, it was just me. But why? Maybe he needed me?
Tch. Nobody needs me, that wouldn't be correct to say. No the correct thing to say would be he was just annoying and knew how to be extra annoying. Although if he was messing around, he does have a way to act out. Unless he wasn't acting?
Fuck this is all complicated.
I walked into the shabby bar we all call the league. I silently closed the door behind me as I walked over to sit at the bar. I heard bouncy footsteps and I Instantly knew who it was. Toga. I looked over when she walked out and she looked at me then jumped on me.
Oof, she's really not that happy to see me is she?
"Daaabiii! Handy man got sad when you left! He tried to follow but, he said he couldn't keep up with you" she said as she looked at me, her golden eyes shining bright against the dim light. Did he really?
"Tch, that's his problem" I said as I patted her head. Her hair was down and not in her usual buns, hmm, she does look cuter with her hair down.
She then slapped my arm. "Bad dabi! You're a liar and a bad one at that"
"I am not."
"You are! Every time someone mentions Tomuras name you perk up and start listening and you smell worried, then you realize it's about nothing and you looks away and I notice because of your scent! I'm very smart so, don't lie to me"
"Alright, maybe..you're right" I said as I looked away.
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∆tomuras pov ∆
I slowly walked out of my room with a light patter that I tried does not to do. Maybe it worked because I heard people talking. Who??
"...Every time someone mentions Tomuras name you perk up and start listening and you smell worried, then you realize it's about nothing and you looks away and I notice because of your scent! I'm very smart so, don't lie to me" that's Toga, why is she talking about me?
"Alright, maybe..you're right" Thats Dabis voice! Dabi! Oh thank God he's okay.
"Well, if you want my opinion I think you should tell him that you care and that you love him-" toga began before Dabi butted in. He's so stubborn sometimes.
"I do not love him! I just..moderately am curious about him and wanna know more but I can't because if I did tell him he'd just laugh. Besides, I'm an asshole toga, he hates me." Dabi muttered. Did he have his hand near his mouth? He sounded muffled. That wasn't the most important thing. He cared about me? Me? Did he know that that was important to me? Maybe not. I sighed quietly and scratched my neck a bit.
I looked away to think a bit. If he did care then of course he'd be an asshole, he doesn't like showing his emotions. So maybe he wasn't lying? He'd never tell me though.. He doesn't want me to know.. I sighed again.
I hate feelings, I really do.
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