Red eyes - Shigadabi

6

After the small chat with the boss, none of the two men spoke up again. They were on the rooftop for two more hours. They just watched the civilians and cops that happened to be around the streets.

Dabi noticed that Shigaraki had reached for his pocket. Probably a phone. Dabi assumed that the blue haired man was going to message Kurogiri to pick them up from the rooftop, and he was correct.
In a matter of a minute a dark purple mist had appeared in front of the two.

Shigaraki went quickly through the mist. Dabi prepared himself for the lack of oxygen.
He walked inside the mist and kept his mouth shut. It was bearable this time since Dabi was aware of the traits. Or at least one of the traits.

In seconds Dabi was back at the bar.
As he opened his eyes, he saw Muscular there, sitting on a couch. He drank seemingly cheap beer from a can. Was there a couch a few hours ago or is Dabi imagining things?

Kurogiri was also there but he walked to the kitchen that was behind the bar after his job was done.

"Why the fuck is there a couch?"

Shigaraki questioned. He sounded more confused than mad. It was pretty funny if Dabi was being honest.

"Twice, Me and that Kid went to the old storage place that is nearby."

Muscular answers without hesitation. With all honesty, Dabi found Muscular quite amusing.

"What the fuck. What if you were followed or spotted you idiots?!"

Dabi glanced over at Shigaraki. He was seemingly seriously pissed off at this point.

"Dont worry 'boss' we made sure that we weren't seen. So don't twist your panties, alright?"

Muscular mocked. Shigaraki looked like he could kill the man right now.

"Dude, shut the fuck up or your voice starts to ring in my head."

Dabi interrupted the heated conversation and insulted Muscular. He was picking his own ear with his pinky.  Shigaraki and Muscular both looked at Dabi, like he had no shame.

"You both are absolutely fucking annoying!"

Shigaraki yelled in frustration and walked quickly upstairs, he was almost running but not quite.

Kurogiri was now behind the bar and looked at the situation in disappointment, or at least that's what he seemed like, yellow shining eyes were slightly squinted.

Muscular stared at Dabi, the scarred man didn't think much of it until the big guy spoke up.

"You look disgusting, buddy."

Muscular muttered. Right. Of course he wasn't staring directly at Dabi, he was staring at the scars that were across his body.
Dabi felt how his blood started to boil. Of course the scars that covered almost half of his body were the center of attention.

But Dabi didn't do anything to Muscular. Shigaraki can deal with him if he sees the point to do so.
Dabi isn't keen on being thrown out of the League yet.

Dabi flipped his middle finger to Muscular and walked over to the bar.
Dabi heard a small and almost nonexistent scoff behind him but ignored it completely.

"Hey, Kurogiri. Where is everyone, do you know?"

Dabi asked from the warp gate that was behind the bar. Kurogiri turned his head to face Dabi. He seemingly likes or prefers to be formal.

"Toga and Twice are gathering information from other small-time criminals, Spinner and Shigaraki are upstairs in their rooms, Mustard and Moonfish are in their own rooms, Mr. Compress is visiting his old home to get something from there and Magne is meeting a seemingly trustful friend of hers."