Skin & Bones (bnha au)

5

Our manager, who we only really knew as Kurogiri even though that was definitely not his real name, gathered the band around backstage right before we were supposed to go on.
"Right, so the interviewer has a bit of a reputation for violating pre-approved questions but the studio covers for her since she gets good publicity."

Everyone nodded along, this wasn't our first time with someone like this.

"So if you get uncomfortable with a question try to deflect or just make something up. Dabi we don't want a repeat of August last year, if you start feeling it's getting too much just leave the set, it might feel like giving in but trust me it's for your own good and I'd rather that be the headline than something a lot worse."

"Touua what happened to your face?"
Twice nudged me and looked quizzically but I think my dopey lovesick smile convinced him I'd be fine.
I was still pretty much caught in my own mind.

"Nothing, just falling apart at the seams." I joked.

Hawks was a really great guy... or better than me atleast.
And that was really all I could ask for.
My brain was so full of bliss I forgot all about my problems yet again, I forgot about my family life, I forgot about my appearance that made small children run in terror.
I wasn't quite Touya, or even my persona of Dabi that was portrayed to the public.
I was just a guy falling in love.

.

We walked on stage and the audience gave a weak clap.
I never understood the weirdos that showed up to watch a talkshow live and as always when I looked out upon the sea of middle-aged and above, presumably cis-het women looking sourly at our rag-tag band, I doubted we had many fans here tonight.

The presenter herself, a woman who I never took the time to learn the name of, smiled falsely with too-white teeth as we walked onto the stage.

Everything was white, from the pristine condition of the sofas we where placed on to the lady's separate seat and white pant-suit.
It made our dark punk outfits look even less welcome than we felt already.
I was in a good mood but even I could admit this was going to be a long night.

"Thank you for coming out tonight."
She grinned, looking more shark than woman.
"And might I just say you all look very handsome."

And just as quick as it came, my good mood was gone.
I moved to stand although I wasn't exactly sure what I would've even done but Magne stopped me by gripping my hand with a small smile.
"It's ok."
She whispered descreetly.

Then she turned to the host and matched her tone in a very convincing yet subtle 'bitch voice'.
"As do you."

The interviewer cleared her throat awkwardly and I felt a small smirk threatening to escape.

She addressed the audience.
"If any of you are as uncultured as I am you might be confused as to who these delinquent teens are and I swear we didn't just pick them up off the street..."
There was a bit of an audience laugh and she turned back to us.
I bit my tongue but unknowingly at the time held a glare which was so intensly powerful it would become a common reaction meme on stan twitter.
"You've taken the internet by storm over the past two years, from conspiracies and controvery I'm legally not allowed to discuss, to your unique sound and messages. It's clear why you've caused such a ruckus both in Japan and internationally."

Shiggy answered instantly, he was as always the reluctant figurehead for the band since this was mostly his band after all so he had an aura of responsibility whenever it came to defending his band's integrity.
"You know it's funny you called us teens because like you said, a lot of people seem to think that we're little kids. I mean I'm the youngest and I'm eighteen, Dabi's 19 and Magne and Twice are both in their twenties."