Shigaraki x Dabi {} Trigger Warning {} very gay

Chapter Fifty-six

Third person pov

"Why are you up? You're sick lay back down" Dabi said sleepily, having just woken up. He stood and grabbed Tomura by his shoulder "mophead?"

"I just want to eat something, I practically puked up my stomach" Tomura said wishing he could bleach his mouth and organs. He felt like he was full of needles and fire but he couldn't get warm.

He just wanted to eat and sleep.

"Let me make you soup then, I can cook believe it or not"

"I'll believe it, but please don't poison me AFO already did that" Tomura said with a joking yet serious tone, "it'd be funnt if he wasn't a horrible person"

Dabi wanted to laugh but he couldn't, he just messed up Tomuras already disaster hair "now lay down, Ill have magne in here to get that stab wound covered properly, I don't need you bleeding everywhere"

He placed a small kiss on Tomuras cheek "mng no kisses" he mumbled "yes kisses"

"Fine! But I need a shower and you need chapstick" Tomura put his hand over dabi's mouth pushing him back slightly.

"Oh fine, I should be done with your soup when you're out the shower, your tummy needs soup"

"Yes it does, then im dragging your ass back to bed I fucking hurt"

"Then let me give you kisses"

"No! No kissies!"

"Yes kissies!"

"Nooo! You're stinky!"

"You're also stinky!"

Uraraka was standing in the hall watching the display of what most would call gross affection and over the top or even childish.

But she watched as how someone almost everyone feared laugh and smile with his boyfriend.

That was a healthy relationship if she ever saw one.

"Excuse me, I hope im not interrupting anything but I uhm, where's the kitchen? If you don't mind me eating here! But everyone else is busy"

The two stopped there affectionate display "Oh that's not an issue, you are part of this league so go back to the bar, you'll have to look closely to find the door since it blends in well with the wall, we usually leave it cracked for that reason, you know what, Dabi escort her please, you're going there anyway, Now Uraraka join us for dinner the league eats whatever they please, so help yourself"

Dabi lead their new recruit down the hall, Shigaraki gathering his own things to bathe, getting the things he needed to get the packed down blood out of his hair near his neck and scrub off dried blood and careful to not open wounds that weren't really tended to properly.

He scrubbed his body till the water ran clear with soap, he felt slightly disgusting he fell asleep like that.

Not slightly, very disgusted.

He tried to be clean, especially around newer members.

"Tomura, come back, you need more"

"Hm, no. I don't im suffering side effects and I have the flu..I think it's the flu. But! I don't need your experimental drugs"

"But your do you need m-"

"If you speak another word I will kill myself right here and now, Without my living body you don't have a vessel to tinker with and use, finding a sucker that's actually able to use and maintain your quirk is near impossible, Im done with second chances and being gullible, If you continue to plague my mind there will be consequences, now get out of my body!"

No more of this nonsense, It's pathetic to use someone who looked up to you.

He finished drying his body and hair leaving it damp, putting clothes on without covering and cuts or his stab wound, he had a tiny cut on the back of his head near his neck where he was hit.

"I look like shit"

Tomura brushed his teeth wanting to grt work done but knowing his current condition he wouldn't be aloud to.

He thought he was feeling better abd that he only needed sleep but something in his chest felt like a weight, his stomach churning.

Everything felt unbearable.

Nothing was in his system so he involuntary dry heaved over the sink, scrunching his nose made the cut on it opened.

He choked on his spit and had breathed in blood.

Finally something came out.

Just bile.

His throat burned now.

"Fucking shit" he held his head, hoping for the spinning to stop, just for a second. He was finally relaxed.

"Bullshit!" Covering on of his eyes with his hand so he only had to focus with one eye so it wad easier to walk.

"Ah! Tomura what happened!"

"Fucking side effects happened, get me water I want to at least throw something up" he hissed, sitting on the floor, leaning onto the bar.

A door opened getting his attention "Where's Tomura? Soups ready" for a second hearing his favorite person speak helped everything stop.

Just for a second.

"Im on the floor, migraine is back alot worst and I kept dry heaving, I feel like shit"

"Stay there, don't stand okay? I'll get your meds"

"Thank you burnt toast"

"You're welcome creep"