mentally unstable pt.2 ~ shigadabi

seven

No one's POV:

"Um, what's gonna happen when Tomura wakes up and your not there?" Jin asks. Dabi groans. "How about you let me worry about my boyfriend," he snaps. "Fiancé," Himiko answers annoyed. "Are you still mad at me for not telling you?" She cross her arms. "No. Well yes but- I don't care about that." He rolls his eyes. "Then what is it?"

"I want to see him."

Dabi had known Himiko since his first day at the hospital. She instantly clung to him. He didn't take a liking to her at first but he soon realize he was going to need some type of friend to prevent him from truly going insane. For the entire year he had been there, he assumed that him, Kai, and Jin were the only friends she actually had. She had never spoken of Tomura until Dabi had actually met him. He couldn't understand why she cared so much when she never even said his name before. 

"And you will, but not now. I have to find a way to tell him." He sighs. "I'm heading out now. Don't kill anyone." He leaves their room and walks over to the room next to it. "Hey, shit face." Kai looks over to him from his bed. "I left my number with Jin and Crazy, call me using the hotel phone when you wake up." He nods in response. 

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Tomura woke up to be met by darkness. Meaning the sun wasn't up. Meaning he woke up before the alarm. He pulls put his phone to check the time. Five-thirty. He had been a sleep for forty minutes. He turned on his side hoping Dabi's warmth would put him back to sleep, only to find his lover's side of the bed empty. And cold. Panic begins to set in for the bluenette. He gets out of his bed and rush the bathroom. The light was off but Dabi had a habit of sitting in the dark. He knocked on the door and pressed his ear against the door. "Dabi?" He opens the door to find it empty. He walked to Shoto's room to find the bi-colored male spread out on his bed. And no Dabi. He closes his door and walked to the kitchen. "Dabi!" He could feel his breathing pick up. "Dabi!" He went through the living room thinking maybe he went to the couch during the night. But it was empty. "DABI!" He walked back from the kitchen trying to figure out where he had gone. 

"Tomura, what's wrong?" Shoto asks, coming into the kitchen. He wanted to apologize for waking him up. Tell him to go back to sleep. But all he could choke out was, "I can't find Dabi." Shoto looks at him confused. "What?" He leans against the counter and grips it for support. "Dabi, he's gone." Shoto rolls his eyes, silently cursing out his older brother. "It's Dabi, he probably just went to the bar or something." But Tomura knew he would have gotten a text, and there was nothing on his phone when he checked the time. A note or something. Shoto notices that Tomura is breathing and looks like he's gonna cry. Or scream. 

"Hey, it's okay." Shoto places his on his shoulders and softly rubs his arms. "It's okay, I'm sure he fine." Then he starts crying. He didn't know why he was crying but he was. Shoto begins to silently panic. He had never been in this situation before. "It's okay, Just breathe. In and out." He looks down and notices the scars on the others arms. He had never seen Tomura in a short sleeved shirt. He always had on turtle necks and sweaters. His eyes trailed along his arms. "Shit," Tomura mutters. "I-I'm sorry." Shoto looks back to him. "It's alright. Come on, lets get you back to bed." He guides him back to his bed room keeping his hands on him. They sit on the bed but Tomura still seems on edge. "Do you wanna go back to sleep?" He shakes his head in response. "Do you wanna try?" Tomura lays down in his bed and Shoto sits next to him. After a few minutes Tomura was able to fall asleep. Before Shoto goes back to his room, he hears the door open. He walks out to see his dumbass brother. 

"Where the fuck have you been?" He whispers aggressively. "I was out," Dabi answers bluntly, taking his jacket off. "Yeah, well while you were out your boyfriend was having a mental break down." Dabi freezes. "He woke up." Shoto glares at him. "Yes. He fucking woke up Dabi. And he went into a panic attack because you weren't here." Shoto walked into the kitchen and began to make a pot of coffee. "Did he cry?" Dabi asks following him. "Yes. He cried." Shoto turned back to face him. "Is that normal?" He asks. "Losing his shit because you're not here." Dabi sighs sitting on the bar stool. "Only during the night. One time I got up early cause I wanted to make him breakfast and he woke up screaming. He has...shit what is called...autophobia I think. He's like terrified of being alone. I didn't think he'd wake up though." Shoto grabs a thermal mug and filled it with coffee. "Well, I hope you enjoyed yourself while you were out," he says harshly. "Shot-"

"I need to get ready for class. Go talk to him." It wasn't a suggestion, it was command. "I'm getting a lift." He takes his cup and walks away. Dabi sighs again and walks to their room. He sat down next to him and softly placed his hand on the other's face. Tomura jolted awake and instantly cling onto him. He hugs him tightly and Dabi does the same. "Where were you?" he asks softly. 

Tell him the truth. He deserves it.

"I was planning something."

You pathetic motherfucker. 

Tomura pulls away. "Planning something?" Dabi nods. "Planing what?" You suck. "It's been a while since we've had a date." Tomura's eyes light up. "A date?" Dabi nods. "Yeah. Next Saturday." Dabi cupped his face. "Because you deserve it." He deserves the truth asshole. "Where are we going?" Dabi kisses him softly. "That's a surprise my love."