Our Secret Nights Together {ShigaDabi}

- The Start -

Shigaraki's raspy breaths echoed through the far, the rest was silence. Shiagraki was alone in that area, all of the league's members seemed to be in different areas at that moment. Shigaraki cleared his throat, crimson hues flickering across the room.

Maybe I should get a drink instead of sitting here...

Shigaraki's hoarse voice spoke out as he spoke to no one in particular. His eyes scanned over the room once again with some intensity. That day had been rough for the blue-haired male... A day of no productivity, and honestly, Shigaraki couldn't help but be distressed over his own lack of input in his plans. All he could think about was what could happen next.

Shigaraki glanced away, a slight irritation building in his mind as his thoughts consumed him. How? How could he succeed in his 'game?' Sure, his pawns were reliable, and had proven useful in his team/party, but was it even enough... ?

Shigaraki scowled, though his face wasn't all too visible from behind that hand on his face, the one he referred to as ' Father '.

his distressed state was only growing the more he sat there, so he stood up, making his way behind the counter. He crouched down, shuffling through a few bottles of wine. He grabbed a bottle that peeked his Interest.. Only for the fact that it looked fancy,before he emerged from behind the counter. He made his way back to his stool, pouring some of the liquid into a glass that he had laid out previously.

Finally, Shigaraki seemed to be eased slightly by the alcohol as he took a large swig, screwing his eyes shut as he savored the immaculate taste.

Lately... Not just this day, the league seemed to be more quiet.. Which was odd, and the messy haired villain leader knew so. The hustle and bustle he normally experienced that filled him with so much distain seemed to be vanishing, and .. Deep down, even if he wouldn't show it, the male missed it. Togas constant chaotic and psychopathic nature.. even Dabi. Ugh.. Dabi. He seemed to dislike him..

And just on cue, a lanky, dark haired male seemed to appear. It was as if just the thought of him would make him manifest into that same room with the messy haired leader. Dabi noticed Shigaraki sitting down at the bar, drinking, the villain didn't say anything or move at first as he just observed him.

After observing Shigaraki for a minute from afar, he decided to walk over. Shigaraki's attention focused on his drink as it was clasped between four fingers... The fifth one's fingertip extended out far enough so his quirk wouldn't activate. He wasn't in the mood for another dust clean up, that's for sure. The liquid in his glass was red-in color, seemingly the exact shade of his crimson-red hues.. As the silence really started to peck at his nerves, a familiar set of footsteps approached him. His intense gaze immediately flickered over, landing on the burnt villain he had come to know as ' Dabi '.

"What're ya' up to, boss?"

His raspy reply soon came as he sat down at one of the bar stools, leaning over to see what Shigaraki was doing before moving back, giving the man his personal space again.

"Drinking on the job? Woow, I wouldn't have ever expected that from you."

Dabi's voice dripped with sarcasm.

Shigaraki didn't pay the older male any attention just sat there, slowly sipping at his drink.

"You know Kurogiri is going to scold you for that. What crazy calls the leagues 'mom."

He did air quotes with his fingers at the word 'mom.' The villain chuckled a bit after that,

" I do it all the time.. It doesn't matter.. We aren't completing a level or anything. "

He spoke, though his face seemed to scrunch up at the burnt man's comment on Kurogiri. Huh? Kurogiri cant scold him for anything... He looked away, letting out a quick sigh.

" Kurogiri is nothing but... An ' assistant '. He has no right to ' scold ' me for a bit of drinking... "

Dabi eyed Shigaraki for a minute, before pouring himself a drink deciding to join him.

With a narrowed, uninterested gaze, he rolled his eyes at the sight of him... Ugh. Did it have to be Dabi who came up to him? Honestly, he would've even preferred an interaction with Toga. He took a quick sip of his drink, a frown quickly pulling at his lips as Dabi spoke up. He paused for a moment, lips pressed against the rim of his glass before he set it down.

Dabi flickered his gaze over, drink in hand as he looked the thin leader over.. He couldn't help but stare at the other, even if it wasn't the most... Pleasant of sights. The man radiated a sort of powerful aura that always got burnt villain feeling hot.. Woo! Damn, the boss was hot.. And it seemed like today he was even hotter than before, and he knew just what he had to do... He had to get the boss to submit to him.. He had always dreamed about it.. The villain leader on his knees, face fucked by him with glistening tears rolling down his cheeks as he desperately pleaded to Dabi that he wanted more.. He wanted to be stuffed full. Holy shit! Wouldn't that be great...

Dabi let out a hitched breath, reaching a hand over to Shigaraki's thigh, gently resting the tips on his fingers along his soft inner meat, and obviously.. Shigaraki did not react well.

"What the fuck, Dabi?! Get off of me!"

Shigaraki hissed, wide eyed as Dabi started to caress him with no intention on stopping. He scrambled to push the other off of him, but Dabi only refused, inching closer to him.

"Come on boss... You know you want this."

Dabi sneered as he leaned in, blowing a soft breath of air onto the outer edges of Tomura's earlobe.

—To be continued—