ShigaTodo Stories Book 2

☮Peace Offering🌺

Today was one of those days where Shigaraki Tomura was in a 'come near or even dare to talk to me and i'll kill you' moods. Though these types of days had become less and less common they still occurred occasionally, especially after missions that hadn't gone too well. The members of the League have gotten accustomed to the signs of whether or not Shigaraki was in a decent mood or a really bad one. One of the biggest signs was him being unusually quiet. It's not like Shigaraki is a really chatty person, quite the opposite in fact. He speaks his mind whenever he wants, but other than that he keeps to himself relatively 98% of the time. So, when someone noticed that their boss was being really really quiet, they immediately warned everyone else that today was going to be 'one of those days'. 

At the moment Shigaraki was in the makeshift living room, sitting at the stolen kitchen table reading a newspaper while an unopened bottle of booze sat in front of him. Spinner, Twice, Toga, Mr. Compress and Dabi, who were peeking into the room from the hallway, all looked at each other. While everyone else looked a tad concerned--couldn't be too sure about Compress, he still had on his mask--Dabi seemed to be pretty annoyed. "Any ideas?" Spinner inquired, referring to their boss's hidden anger towards them. 
"Does it really matter? I don't give a shit even if we had done something that pissed him off. I'm tired of walking on eggshells around the creep." Dabi replies, huffing lightly as he folds his arms over his chest. 

"Maybe we should get Shoto-Kun to talk to Tomura?" Toga suggests, "That usually tends to work out."
Atsuhiro shakes his head with a sigh, "No dice there, i'm afraid. Shoto is currently sleeping. If we woke him, it'd make our situation more dire." 
"But the only other person who could've calmed boss-man down other than him was Kurogiri, and he's not here with us anymore! Sho-Sho might be the only option we have!" Twice points out before he suddenly puts his hands on his hips with a hearty laugh, "We're fine! We can handle this on our own, no problem!! "

Toga hums in thought, "What about food? That usually works for me." 
Spinner shoots down the suggestion, "Nah, I've tried that before. He decayed what I brought to him before trying to attack me." Thinking for a little bit longer, Toga seems to brighten with an idea but her slight smile dies down as she shakes her head. 
Dabi groans in annoyance, "I'm tired of this!" before storming into the living room. Instantly Twice and Spinner went to go after their comrade, but were stopped by Compress grabbing them both by their shoulders. 
"Wait! Let's give Dabi a chance to try something." the masked man advised. 
Spinner's face cringes, "This isn't going to end well.." 

Approaching his boss with his hands stuffed deep into his pants pockets, Dabi pulls a grin as he greets his boss, "What's up, Scratchy?" When he doesn't receive an answer by the time he makes it to the table, Dabi isn't too surprised. Shigaraki had gotten into the habit of ignoring him; caused less fights to break out. It wasn't like Dabi totally blamed him for this, since he would too attack himself if he non-stopped bugged him 24/7. Trying again, Dabi rephrased his earlier question to sound more concerned--he really wasn't--, "What's bugging you? You seem more grouchy than usual. And your usual is pretty grouchy, just so you know." If Tomura had noticed Dabi by now, then he was actively choosing to ignore him. Though this couldn't be outright proven since 'Father' was hiding Shigaraki's face.  

Dabi's smile falters, threatening to go into a scowl as he continues to be ignored. "Does it have to do with us? Cause if not let me know so they won't be so antsy." Yet again the spiky black-haired man is not given an answer. He groans to himself, "Geez, so childish. Don't know why Shoto would put up with you." In a flash the newspaper was turned to dust and Shigaraki snatched the unopened bottle, smashing the bottom off against the table's wooden surface. Dabi is just fast enough to dodge the sharp ends of the bottle as his boss jabs it at him, beginning to run and ensuing a chase. Twice and Toga jump into action, racing into the room to try and stop Shigaraki's murder attempt.
"Alright, time for plan B." Spinner declared, catching Mr. Compress's attention. 
"What's plan B??" 

Despite being asked Spinner did not answer, instead bolting down the hallway to the very last door on the left. Kicking the door open--the latch has been broken ever since they moved into this warehouse--Spinner raced inside towards the bed. Todoroki was asleep on his stomach, soft snores drowned out by the fan's highest setting. Not bothering to be gentle, Spinner grabbed Todoroki by his shoulders and shook him rather roughly. Shoto's eyes peer open in confusion, mind foggy from just being forced awake. He could tell by his moving lips and voice that Spinner is talking to him, but Sho can't understand a single word being said to him.

The poor boy doesn't get the chance to ask Spinner to repeat or even properly wake up before he is scooped up off the bed and carried out of the room. Todoroki looks around the building walls, almost not recognizing it since his vision and mind was so hazy and unresponsive. Loud voices speaking even more unintelligible words arose as Spinner came to the living area. Putting Shoto down in the middle of the room, Shuichi quickly ducked back to the safe space that was the hallway. Todoroki rubs at his eyes in a trying attempt to wake himself up as Toga, Twice and Dabi race past him to get to the safe area as well. Shigaraki, who had been hot on the three's tails, skidded to a sudden halt to not run into the young man now standing there. 

Lowering his hands from his face, Todoroki still felt tired and noted a light headache coming on. He met Shigaraki's single visible red eye, tilting his head curiously. Silent for a few more moments, Shigaraki before he tossed the broken bottle top away, not being bothered that it made a loud shattering noise as it hit the floor. Todo, however, was bothered, flinching by the sound, but was distracted by Shiggy pulling him into a tight embrace. The fire/ice user didn't bother questioning the situation anymore, instead just laying his head down in the crook of Shigaraki's neck and wrapping his arms around him, mumbling something that sounded like; "m'sleepy.."

Toga looks to the others, a devious little smirk on her face as she tells the boys, "Told ya so!" Untangling his arms from around his boyfriend, Todoroki grabs Shigaraki by his sleeve and tugs him along back down the hall. On the way past the rest of the League, Shigaraki gives Dabi a sharp glare as he goes by. Twice leans over Dabi's shoulder, whispering in a taunting tone, "I think he's pissed off at you."
"No kidding, Sherlock." Dabi grunts back, nudging Twice with his elbow so that the man wasn't standing so close to him. 

Todoroki leads his lover back to his bedroom, nudging the door closed with his foot once they were both inside. Crashing back down on his bed, Todo snuggled against the cold soft surface thanks to his fan still going. He rolls onto his back just as Shigaraki crawls over him, laying his body on top of his own. Todoroki kneads at his eyes with the hoof of his palms, grunting as he did so. When he laid his arms back down, Todoroki looked down at the pair of red eyes that were currently staring at him again, though this time 'Father' was no longer hiding one of them. Leaning up further, Shigaraki pressed his lips against Todo's own, eyes fluttering closed as he dragged his tongue across the younger's plush bottom lip. 

Todoroki's own eyes closed as he opened his mouth up just enough for Tomura to slip his tongue inside, arms encircling around broad shoulders. The kiss was honey-sweet and slow, melting into each other as their tongues dragged across and around one another. Pulling away after a few moments, Shigaraki nuzzled his head in the inner space of Todoroki's neck, his own arms curling underneath the pretty male's torso to hold him in a hug of sorts. Todoroki hums, tilting his head to lay on top of his partner's own, falling right back asleep to the sound of his fan blowing and Shigaraki breathing.

Instead of falling asleep like his lover, Shigaraki just laid there on him basking in the younger male's warmth emanating from his left side. He felt calmer now, not even remembering what had pissed him off so bad to begin with. It didn't matter now anyway, he had Shoto to hold. 

Lucky bastard..