My dear?

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Dabi pov.
I was laying on the bed with my book held propped up on my chest. I was only pages away from the end of the book. The last book I have on my nightstand. Sad. Anyway after reading all of the five pages of the end I sat up and looked around my bed. Empty water bottles sat in an orderly fashion surprisingly.
Since I was done with my books I decide to clean up a bit and probably go to sleep. After throwing the bottles in the recycling bin I have in my room. I was cleaning for a while then I collapsed on my bed. I curled into a ball on my side.
When I was finally on the brink of sleep there was a knock on the door. Wow not surprising. The knocking continued as I try to get out of my sleep deprived hazed. I get up and snatched the door open to reveal...
...my boss? My shock registered and waited for him to say something to break the silence that seemed to conquer the whole universe.
"Hey.. Just wanted to check on you...." Was his first sentence to me.
"Oh thanks?" Wow only a petty 'oh thanks' Touya seriously? I really needed to get out of my shell. It's making the other villains take advantage of my silence as a weakness. They all turned to ash.
I didn't really like killing and burning people. I just do it to survive. I still do some school stuff that I manage to get from my room from the place of hell, where I didn't have to hide my sadness in that room.
My boss was talking again.
" ----so uh are you going to come down or should I get someone to get you some food. Maybe Twice if you prefer?"
"Uh I'll um...." I gave him a lopsided grin as I struggled with words.
"Yes?" Patient as always. He was always patient with me. I appreciated it very much.
"I think...I'll be down there soon.... Maybe?"
"Okay" he said with a smile that was so bright it's like the sun itself. He looked like a child who gotten candy for putting the cat down.
"Okay." I said letting a small smile grace my lips. I shut the door when he backed up but he was still staring at me.
I smiled fully to the darkness of my room. Kinda sucks that I can't talk to people in big groups. But I can talk to him alone kinda. I am such a simp for that man.
I turned on my light and made my way to the lamp that was on. I picked up some loose fitting sweats and a hoodie but didn't get past my bed. Exhaustion clearly said it was going to take its toll and disabled me. I fell asleep instantly, burrowed in a warm hoodie and sweatpants that were soft and in the comfortable bed that was in the left corner of the room farthest from the door.
I let my mind wander and went to the safe place of dreams where happiness is surely there....

Twice pov.

Shigaraki came down from Touya's room with a incoherent face. 'hmmm sus' I thought as I watched him sit back at the barstool he occupied before he went up to Touya's room.
"Oh your back. Unscathed. Weird. Anyway what was he doing?" I ignored his sharp look.
"I forgot to ask. He said he might be down soon maybe. He looked really tired." Shigaraki said as he turned to Kurogiri.
"Okay." I simply said. I turned to Toga , who was sharpening her knifes. I notice how her moves look practiced and smooth. She must of noticed I was looking because the next thing I know her knife is against my throat and she's smiling crazily in my face.
"Awwwee looking at meeeee? I'm flattered~ do you think my knife is sharp???" Fucking crazy hot. Damnnnn..
"Yea it's pretty sharp like all of your others." I said as I carefully removed her and her knife off me. The others had wandered up to their rooms already. We turned off the news way long ago. I started to read the book that had fallen off my lap.

Shigaraki pov.

I was just sitting at the bar pondering whether or not if Dabi would come down or if he would be asleep. Almost not aware of it, I started doodling on a napkin with a pen he found on the bar.
My doodles became something more intense---not planning---but it was of Dabi... Huh weird. Oh well. I folded the intense drawing and put it in my pocket so no one would see it. I smiled to myself and went up to my room.
Once in the safe place of my room, I collapse on my bed. I take the drawing out of my pocket and hold it. I knew I didn't want to miss Dabi when he came down, so I do not know why I came to my room. He is probably asleep. I didn't even get to see the books that Twice said littered his room on every surface.
I have very few books in my room, maybe like three or four. But I have no idea what books he likes.
I drop the drawing of Dabi on my chest and glare at the ceiling. I wish we would talk more. He's shy, I know that ,but I'm awkward and he's quiet so I don't know what to say.
I end up arguing with myself, trying to find a way that I could be friends ,at the very least, with Dabi. What if... What if... To many what ifs. I sigh and lean my head to the side, facing the door seeing if I can hear anything going on in the other rooms. I can but only a little. I inhale , hold , exhale, hold . I then stare at the door in silence, pondering what I can do.