Name of the game | DabiHawks

Dabi's mistake

Affliction
(noun) - A cause of pain or harm.

His eyes wandered, searching, reaching. Pity filling every atom in his gnawing body, aching for something or someone. His legs dangled off the side of his bed, yearning, but nothing, and no one. He wanted to get out of it, yet his deep thoughts were only disrupted by Shigaraki suddenly walking into the room, eyes locking onto one another, he knew he yearned for someone, but that someone wasn't here, Hawks, they hadn't spoken for a week, and no matter how much he didn't want to admit it: he was worried. he cared.

Shigaraki climbed onto Dabi, lips connecting. If only he had realised he was getting bored of Shigaraki sooner, maybe the complications would've been prevented, maybe every-single-fucking-argument would've, could've been prevented. He knew he was selfish, but he wasn't that selfish, surely? but even as it is, his hands scrambled around the blue-haired man's body, their hot, heavy breaths syncing, the room filling with the smell of sweat and lust.

He was only wishing he was somewhere else, instead, wishing that Shigaraki was the winged-hero,  suddenly he felt the man on him drag his hands to his pants, unbuttoning it, and not wanting it: he instinctively shoved the villain off his lap, a loud thud echoing throughout the room, catching Dabi off guard as he only now realises what he just did. His eyes meet with Shigaraki, both staring at each other in shock "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to, I just didn't want it" he says quietly, guilty once more.

"It's okay" Shigaraki replied, standing up sheepishly "I should've asked first" blaming it on himself when the two both knew Dabi should've just spoken aloud instead of throwing the poor man on the ground. Shigaraki then sat beside Dabi who had something up with him, It was strange for him to witness, he'd never seen Dabi this bothered by something. Dabi takes ahold of Shigaraki's hand, squeezing it for just a second, trying to make it seem like nothing was off with him but he failed that 2 minutes ago "I can go If you want?" Shigaraki suggested, unsure of what to do "No- no it's fine, I'm just....  tired. I'm just tired" Dabi said, his usually pro lying skills, suddenly, defected.

The two met eyes fully,
Dabi, staring into Shigaraki's red eyes reconnected their lips and pulled himself on the blue-haired man's lap, pushing him down, making Dabi the dominant party. It was unfair, he knew he didn't want this, him, he wanted someone else who was reluctantly ignoring him for an unknown reason.

Dabi pinned Shigaraki down by his wrists, being rough with the blue-haired villain that laid below him. Dabi still couldn't help but think about the hero, his yellow-locks, his glistening eyes, his soft lips and gentle hands, the way his smile went from ear to ear, the way his laugh made his heart flip, especially the hero's smooth and tender voice, It made Dabi sick, It made him feel happy. That's what he hated the most, knowing he felt a connection to the one man he wanted to hate. But he hadn't called Dabi, and he was waiting by his phone this entire week, made to stare at the ceiling and wishing he was with Hawks.

Dabi keeps reaching,
Only for the hero to pull further & further away.

He's still reaching.
pathetic.

Dabi pulled away from the kiss, looking down at Shigaraki who's blue hair covered his face, lowering himself as his lips moved to his neck, pressing marks on every inch of skin, leaving no part untouched. Dabi didn't like that he still couldn't stop thinking about Hawks, or that he was with Shigaraki at this moment, but he'd do anything to try and ignore the thoughts. Why was he so desperate?

Why was it Hawks he wanted? Why him?

Shigaraki, depressingly enough, could see how Dabi was getting tired of him, bored. But he didn't want to do anything about it, he'd want to try and make it last for as long as he can, falsely believe that Dabi still 'loves' him, that he's still worthy in his eyes. He couldn't handle rejection, he didn't want Dabi to swoon over Hawks, he wanted him to swoon over him. himself.

Puffs of breaths escaped through Shigaraki's dried, scarred lips, It was futile to think that he could make Dabi truly love him again, but he so desperately wanted it, needed it. He just wanted to know that it was him and not Hawks.

The pure thought of Dabi and Hawks together, doing this, made Shigaraki's blood boil, a vein pop, he despised it, he loathed it. Dabi wasn't the only one who was selfish, Shigaraki was too, he wanted Dabi to be his and his only, clinging onto that bittersweet love for dear life, not wanting it to go just yet, because he knows when Dabi moves on, he'll move on effortlessly, he always does because he simply doesn't want to spend a second wasting his life on sulking over past lovers. That's just who Dabi was as a person. If Dabi leaves, Shigaraki will once again be left alone with all his reopened scars of his phobias of abandonment and vulnerability.

Why did things have to be so complicated? why couldn't it just be black and white, be simple? He could feel as Dabi continued to lower himself, marking his pale, delicate body, lifting himself, Dabi carefully removed Shigaraki's top, looking down at the lightly scarred body, licking his lips for just a second. Feeling devious. His nails dig into Shigaraki's ribcage, continuing to mark his chest, stomach and waist, not wanting to leave even the littlest of space unmarked by his greed.

The blue-haired villain was slowly losing breath, sucking in his stomach every time Dabi's warm lips hit his skin, driving Shigaraki up the wall, It was addicting, each kiss, each bite and each hickey was, lovingly intoxicating and addicting, he never wanted Dabi to stop, his fingers twitched, a euphoric feeling sinking into his skin, causing goosebumps everywhere.

Dabi smirked against his skin, forgetting his worries, his fingers moving down to the rim of Shigaraki's pants, tugging this down to his ankles. Using his knee, he began to tease Shigaraki through his crotch, hearing his whiney breaths passing through his lips, pinning him down further so he couldn't protest from the slight overstimulation that Dabi was causing, vibrations flying through Shigaraki's body. The two's bodies inflamed by the lust that filled the atmosphere of the room, Dabi was going to proceed further..

"Dabi?" The hero said apologetically, knocking on the door and following up with opening it further. Only to now freeze up, tears welling up in his eyes, dropping the bag of items he brought with him for Dabi, standing in great affliction, excruciating pangs throbbing in his head as he began staring at the two villains in bed. together. he lost again.

"Keigo?.." Dabi said in return, turning to the yellow-haired man. frozen in shock. he fucked up.