Want Me

Chapter 3 - Dream

V was busy editing, she was glad that she decided to help Nikki because this gave her purpose again. She didn't realize how much she needed a new purpose, she had been slowly dying. Shigaraki really had that mysterious dark broody look, but then he would smile. It reminded her of Slash, she was always drawn to him even though Axel was the lead singer. If he didn't like the attention before, he was going to loathe it now. She couldn't wait to see his reaction to it all. She had found a room with these gaudy white and gold drapes, he had on a Rolling Stone 90s tour shirt, leather jacket, torn dirty jeans and his "stomping boots".  Something told her even though he looked tough, he had never actually been in a fight. It didn't matter, the contrast was perfect for him.

Now all she had left was Dabi's stuff, he had Steven Tyler energy. V began thinking about the night after the shoot and a dream she had of him. She was on the ground and looked up to see this gorgeous angel reaching their hand to her to help her up. When she stood up she was able to see his face, it was Dabi. His face was soft, he didn't have that arrogant look he normally has. He looked kind and he looked at her with compassion and empathy. He pulled her close and brushed the hair away from her face.

"I'm here to heal your heart and help you accept love again. I promise I won't let you feel pain again."

V began to cry softly, she felt this warmth wash over her. "I'm not even sure if I remember how to be happy or love like that anymore."

"Shh, I know you're tired from carrying all this hurt. Give it to me, I want to help you." He wrapped his arms around her and felt her relax and she began to cry. "You don't need to hurt anymore."

V woke up suddenly and sat up, she felt tears on her cheeks. "What kind of messed up, Renaissance, Michelangelo bullshit dream was that?" She drank some water she kept by her bed and tried to relax. Maybe it was time to move forward and find a new passion for life but she didn't need Dabi's help. Besides, it's not like the real Dabi would do any of that. Unlike Shigaraki, he craved to attention he got.

It's almost like he needed all the attention, she wondered if he didn't get enough as a child. Keigo had a great balance on life, he loved the spotlight but was fine with not having to be the center of everything. They had a few meet and greets this week that V went to and saw how Dabi craved it. Oh well, maybe real Dabi wouldn't offer to help her so maybe she would let dream Dabi do it.

She shook it off and decided she was going to finish today. She just had to stay focused and not think about him like that. She pulled up the first set of images and her jaw dropped. Why was this man so gorgeous, perfect body, perfect tattoos, perfect face. Even his scars were perfect, looking at them closer she could tell how detailed the artist was so that the scars weren't covered by the tattoos but instead blended together. As if he was born and blessed with this perfectly imperfect skin. Without thinking she was touching his chest, wanting to trace each line, wanting to feel her fingertips go up and down each burn. She stopped and just thought how beautiful he was.

"Ugh this is going to take forever,  FOCUS V."

After many hours she got a notification on her phone. She glanced at it and saw the time, had she really spent the whole afternoon and evening on this?

"Hey, Keigo is having a cookout tomorrow. Want to come?"

It was Shigaraki "Sure, I'm down for free food."

"Ha, ok cool. I can pick you up if you want."

"Perfect, what time?"

"1 sound good?"

"Wait is this like a band thing or yall thing? If there's a ton of people then I'm not sure."

"You already said yes. It's just an us thing, so you'll be fine. We usually just bring a date"