Smile For The Camera ~ Dabi x Hawks💙🧡

Smile for the Camera

3RD PERSON

"Who is it?" Toga huffs, pressing her ear against the splintered wooden door. "Whatcha want?"

"Himiko, what did Kurogiri tell you not to do?" Twice says, pulling her away from the door. "Don't answer the door, dumbass!"

"I didn't answer it!" Toga whines. "I just wanna know who it is! Maybe it's Dabi!"

"It's not Dabi," Kurogiri says as he steps into the room. "It's someone who's here to give us an update on Dabi."

"Well, who is it?" Toga asks, plopping down on the couch beside Mr. Compress. Twice sits up on the bar counter next to Shigaraki who's laying his head on the cool wooden top. "Some fancy villain? Double agent hero? Oh, is it a girl? Please, please, please let it be a girl! I'm so tired of the lack-of-boobs in this place."

"So vulgar," Mr. Compress says with a little laugh. "Patience, Himiko."

Kurogiri puts his misty hand on the doorknob, pausing before turning it. "Please, when the informant steps inside, none of you freak out. Act civilized, especially you, Tomura."

"Tomura's basically dead," Twice chuckles. "The only thing that'd make him move is a knife to his throat."

"I'm just tired," Shiggy croaks. "There's nobody relevant enough in the world to make me freak out."

Kurogiri nods, opening the door slowly. In walks Aizawa Shouta, hands in the pockets of his black cargo pants. His gray scarf is wrapped around his shoulders like usual, and his face is formed in its usual sleepy scowl. "Let me make one thing clear," Aizawa announces as Kurogiri closes the door behind him. "I'm only here on behalf of Dabi and Hawks. I'm willing to cooperate with you all for their personal sake, so don't think for a second that my beliefs or goals are anywhere near yours. We are still enemies, it's just something more important than playing heroes and villains has come up and I have enough sense to see past titles to get things done."

"Understood!" Twice chirps. "What the fuck are you in here for then? Get out!"

Toga races toward him without even thinking, taking his hand in hers. "Oh my! I wonder what your blood tastes like! You're really not my type, Mr. Aizawa, but I'm in love with a student of yours, and I was wondering if I could have her hand in marriage," Toga squeals. "So whatcha say? Can I marry Ochako? Pretty please with blood sprinkles on the top?"

Aizawa retracts his hand quickly, scanning the room for quick exits. He doesn't trust this place even a little bit. "Apologies, Toga, but I'd rather my students not get entangled with murders."

"Oh, so you're one of those strict parents," Toga huffs. "Fine, but I'm certain I'll marry her anyway."

"Back to business," Mr. Compress says, stepping up to the hero. "I respect your position on the matter, sir. Thank you for understanding that we monsters have a heart too. Even our little vampire here has some angel parts."

"I'm sure she does," Aizawa grumbles. "Anyway, let's get this over with. Dabi–"

"Wait, are you Aizawa Shouta? Like, Eraserhead?" Twice asks, tilting his head. Aizawa rolls his eyes but nods, making Twice's entire face light up. "Tomura! It's Eraserhead, the hero you said was super cool and sexy and–"

"Twice, disrespectfully, SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Tomura screams. "Mom- I mean, Kurogiri, you, uh, useless nomu! I'm going back to my room!" Shigaraki stomps up and speeds down the hallway, basically evaporating from their sight.

"Alright, don't fall asleep, Compress is making dinner!" Kurogiri shouts after him. He turns to Aizawa, a hint of blue behind the purple mist. "He's got a bit of a celebrity crush on you," Kurogiri says.