Tomura Shigaraki Rewritten (Fanfiction)

Chapter 50

We sat there for moments in silence. I opened my mouth to speak several times, but I couldn't come up with much to say. I don't know anything that Dabi and I could relate over. But, when I looked over at him, he seemed unbothered by the awkward tension.

Maybe there wasn't any awkward tension, and I was just being dramatic. Finally, Dabi said something.

"Is nobody else home besides you?" he asked.

I cocked an eyebrow. "I imagined you would already know, since somebody in hiding like you wouldn't come openly knocking on a civilian's door," I say.

Dabi smirked, shifting closer to me in his seat. "Yeah. You're right. And where's your sister?" he questioned casually. I rolled my eyes with a frustrated groan in response.

"She's out with her stupid boyfriend, Aho Bakane," I snorted. At my mention of Aho, a part of Dabi suddenly looked... relieved? I was getting more suspicious of him by the minute.

I was even more suspicious once Dabi started defending him. "Don't be dramatic. He's probably a good guy, you just don't know him well enough," Dabi insisted. "Why not trust your sister's judgment?"

What was he saying? Why was he defending somebody he didn't even know? Normally Dabi didn't seem to care about trivial things or people, so why now?

I narrowed my eyes. "Why? Do you know Aho personally enough to come to his defense?" I asked accusedly. At that, Dabi froze. It was a hesitance so quick, I almost doubted that I had seen it the moment he relaxed again. But, I held his eyes with a stern gaze.

At that, Dabi smiled, and I was once again caught off guard. "Maybe I'm just trying to be nice," he murmured, leaning down so we were looking at each other at eye level. My heartbeat sped up rapidly. Why? He was hardly even doing anything.

"You never cared about being nice before," I whispered breathlessly as his face approached mine, ever so slowly making its way closer. I leaned back. Was this his way of avoiding conversation?

"What... What are you doing—-..."

"Jikan. I'm glad you're alright," he said, his voice earnest, but his face was cold, predatory even. Something was wrong, I felt as if I was missing something, but I couldn't find myself pulling away. We were so close I imagined we almost might kiss... But then I wondered how awful it would feel to kiss his scarred lips, and I froze before hesitantly pulling back.

"Yes... I'm glad you're alright as well," I say, blinking several times in confusion. Then, both of our heads snapped in the direction of the door. Somebody was fiddling with the door knob. If they came in and saw Dabi here... "Quick! Hide!" I whispered.

"There's nowhere to hide in this empty apartment," Dabi whispered back, his cold demeanor gone. I almost doubted if it had ever existed. Instead of hiding, he pulled up a mask, covering his scars. He also pulled a hood over his hair.

The door then opened, and Hana called out. "Jikan! I'm home, and I brought a guest! You better treat him well!"

A guest? It better not be who I thought it was... I get up from the couch, slowly walking towards the door to get a better look at the guest. It was exactly who I thought it was. I frowned.

"This is my boyfriend, Aho Bakane! I've told you about him, haven't I, Jikan?" Hana smiled as she presented Aho to me. I looked over at Aho, who was holding a hand out for me to shake. I almost didn't take it out of pure repulsion, but I ended up shaking his hand anyway.

Aho Bakane was a beguiling sort of handsome. It was the sort of handsome you saw on a social media picture and would think to yourself, "Oh, he's cute!" But then you actually see the person and real life and then you're like, "Ew... he's ugly."