Shigaraki x Dabi {} Trigger Warning {} very gay

chapter eighteen you gorgeous hoes

(This is my wig stand, he is bald dabi with no eyebrows, i have more pictures of him)

Third person.

"Maybe I should do some self care, it'll be difficult because I think it's stupid" Dabi muttered to himself, walking down the hallway.

He stopped near the end where bosses room was, arguing. He's yelling at someone but who, everyone else is out in the main room. He tiptoed closer. Putting his ear to the door listening closely.

"You are NOT my father! Dont you EVER say that again!!"

Dabi inched his hand near the doorknob, his eye's looked to the bottom of the door seeing the shadows of shigaraki going back and forth.

After a loud raspy dry scream if agony pierced his ears, he forced the door open. He had broke something but he didn't know what nor did he care.

"Tomura!" He called out, his boss sat on the floor leaning against his bed. His slender fingers intangled in his white hair.

Piles of dust, broken plastic and possible glass was scattered around his floor. His phone infront of his with an unknown caller ID.

"What the fuck happened in here!" Dabi yelled kicking a small pile of clothes aside, to get closer to tomura.

Who he thought was distraught, sad or something but when their eye's met, he stumbled back.

Nothing but pent up rage, hate and disgust in his bright red eyes.

Dabi broke eye contact and looked around tomuras room "..it was his wasn't it?" He asked, disgust boiling in the pit of his stomach.

"Let's go, come with me" Dabi said in a heavy stern voice holding his hand out for shigaraki to take. After shigaraki rolled his eyes he grabbed dabi's hand holding his pinky out.

"Where exactly are you dragging me to?"

"You'll see mouse, but it'll help you get sone anger out" Dabi answered taking him out the backway, the sun was almost gone.

The cold breeze making shigaraki shutter "It's fucking cold, hurry up" Shigaraki hissed, His eye's squinting to focus. Dabi tugged his closer and stopped walking.

"Fuck ass, what are you doing?" He asked pulling his hand slowly away from Dabi's grasp, his back against Dabi's chest.

"What I thought you said you were cold? I have a fire quirk im always warm" He said a bit smugly, his arms holding shigaraki in place.

"Oh fuck off, give me your jacket" Shigaraki said, unable to keep his smile hidden. His cheeks dusted pink.

"Awe fine, but im sleeping in your bed tonight" Dabi said letting the slightly shorter male go,he shrugged off his jacket and handed it to shigaraki.

The two walked hand in hand, the dark skies above them full of stars and a bright crescent moon.

"Once we get back I need help with something" Dabi said breaking the silence, his bright blue eye's staring forward.

Shigarakis turned his head slightly to look at his boyfriend "yeah, you've helped me out plenty as my right hand man and boyfriend, so I don't mind helping you with something" he said in a softer voice.

His gaze going back forward, his uncomfortable hatred and rage had boiled down a bit. Just the fesh air and feeling of safety did alot for him.

But he did feel bad walking out on kurogiri, he got a call and ge thought it was for tge food but it was him.

So kurogiri had to go get dinner himself.

"I want to look nice tomorrow, so can you help me do some self care?" Dabi asked, definitely a bit embarrassed to be asking.

"Yeah, after dinner" he said turning his head to dabi, who went from calm to a blushing mess.

Shigaraki smiled an cheeky smile, he smiles like a young child.

Dabi covered his face with his hand and turned his head away "Damnit...why do you have to be cute?!" He angrily mumbled.

"Because I can, plus I can't help but feel happy when im with you dumbass" Shigaraki said, his bright red eyes seemingly glowing as he watched forward, the old cracked sidewalk turning into the woods.

"I actually like you, and thats saying something. I hate everything, but you, toga, big sis, kurogiri and mr. Compress are special to me. Everyone else is ok"

"You're a dork, you know that?" Dabi commented with a small laugh "yeah I am" shigaraki said with a small shrug.

The two sat on a log near the front of the woods, staring up at the stary sky.

Well shigaraki was, he admired the stars just as much as he loved the rain, baking and plants.

Dabi couldn't stop gazing lovingly, the way shigarakis hair flowed in the light wind, the way the stars illuminated his bright red eyes.

'My little mouse..' he thought smiling to himself, he never felt to happy to have someone.

As powerful as shigaraki.

As sweet as shigaraki.

As dorky and dumb as shigaraki.

No one was like shigaraki, he was special. Special to him, he dearly cared for him.

The way his voice stays soft when he's talking, even when he's yelling you can hear the smallest amount of care.

The way his voice grew husk and dry or raspy made him feel fuzzy inside.

How no matter what his white fluffy hair looked like the softest of clouds or like winter snow. It was so soft and fluffy to the touch.

The scars that littered his eye's and his scarred lips.

The light scratches and scars on his neck, the mole, the small freckles on his shoulders and stomach.

Perfect.

That was his veiw of shigaraki, nothing but perfection.

"Thank you, for everything Dabi" he said lightly, "I love you"

"I love you to tomura, more then you could ever imagine"