Got to know you | shigadabi

7

At lunch they ate together as they often did. A weird tension was lying between the two of them and it didn't go unnoticed by the others.

After lunch dabi caught up to shigaraki, who went away as soon as possible after eating.

"why did you want me to come to you room yesterday?"
Shigaraki sighed. He didn't want to talk about it right now. That would make him vulnerable enough for dabi to hurt him. That's not good. Not good at all.
"it was nothing"
"hmm..."
"dabi... what happened last night?"
Maybe this'll help?
Dabi looks confused.
"... you don't... you don't remember?
"no... not really. Did I do something? I can't remember anything after the third shot. It's like a blackout"
Shigaraki looked worried. Hope he wont look through the lie.
"your alcohol tolerance isn't very high, is it?" Dabi chuckled. "But no... nothing. We got bored and I went back to my room."

Sigaraki looked down. He looked at his hands, still wrapped in the bandages, and back to dabi.
"what's this about?
He said, showing his bandages.
"you destroyed a card so I bandaged your hand. So you can't cheat..."

I should've stopped when I could. Tomura found himself, sitting on the rooftop by himself. Feet dangling down of the high building. He could just jump- if he jumped everything would be fine. Everyone would be happy. It wouldn't take much. Just a little push and no one could hurt him anymore. Jump- jump- no one cares anywa-

He heard the door to the rooftop open, he turned around and it was kurogiri.

"Hey, you look so down today."
"No I'm okay."
"You sure?"
"Yes... can I ask you something?"
"Sure. What is it?"
"Uhm... did dabi seem like he hates me this morning?"
"No"
"Are you sure?"
"You were together yesterday weren't you? Did something happen"
"Yes... then something happened and now I lied to him, saying I didn't remember. He sure hates me now."
"Are you talking about this morning? He looked relieved if you ask me"
"Exactly! That's why I think he hates me now. He pretended like nothing happened."
"Hey tomura, I don't know what happened but I'm sure he doesn't hate you. You guys should talk."
"Even if he doesn't hate me now, he will if he finds out I lied." The boy looked down, eying the bandages. Was it worth doing it? Was dabi worthy of knowing? He looked at the city. It has been hours that he's been on the rooftops. The others said, they wanted to go back to this club. Sometimes he wondered how they even were villains. He went back to the conversation.
"By the way we've been talking all the time. Talking doesn't help."
"I still think you should talk to him about it. If it's really that important to you, you should at least make up with him."
"What would you do?"
"Like I said I don't know what happened between you two but i can tell that dabi doesn't hate you. So you should at least try."
"..."
"Also do you know where our vodka went? Compress wanted to drink something with twice today and we couldn't find it."
"Uh... no."

Kurogiri leaves to search for the beverage and the other stayed a while longer. He then went to dabis room.

As he opened the door, it cracked a little. The room was dark and it smelled like something burnt. He looked around. On the bed at the side of the room was a person lying. It was dabi.

He woke up as soon as he heard the door click. He didn't say anything, he wanted to see what the younger would do.

"Good morning."
Tomura said cautiously. He overthought his decisions for a while and went to into the room, closing the door behind him.
"It's 6 pm." Dabi said, turning around to face him. They couldn't see each other though. It was like a dark wall was between them.
"Why are you here?"
"To tell you what I wanted to tell you yesterday and... to tell you... I lied."
"About what?"
The younger stood around. Looking where he thought was down. He carefully thought about his next choice of words.
"I remember... everything"
"Oh..."
"Do you... do you hate me?" He asks fidgeting with his shirt. Not having to worry about disintegrating anything. It felt kind of... good?
"Maybe... what if I do?"
The younger sighed. Was he serious? There was nothing to ruin now. Shivers going down his dying of the thought of dabi hating him.
"I'll do what I came here to do." He sat on the floor, leaning against dabis door. The older sat up in his bed. And shigaraki started.
"My grandmother was a hero.." he said.
"Wow! That came out of nowhere." Why did dabi have to act like this..
"I wanted to be a hero too."
"What the actual fuck? Why are you telling me this?" Every word hit the younger like a truck.
"Can't you just... listen?" He asked. He thought dabi maybe would listen. Apparently he didn't. Dabi sighed, letting down his act.
"Alright. Go on then"
"My grandmother was the predecessor of allmight. I want to kill him."
"I just thought... well... if you already hate me, why not- nevermind" Tomura sighed. Explaining would just make it worse. He already had tears in his eyes.
"You're too much... thinking I really hate you..."
"Don't you though?"

Dabi looked at him. Or at least where he thought the other was, because he couldn't even see his own hand in that pitch black room of his. The younger didn't seem alright. He should comfort him... that's what friends would do now, right?
"Come here"

Shigaraki stood up. After stumbling across the room to where he supposed dabi was, a hand grabbed his wrist, pulling him down on the bed.

"You can see?"
"No I just listened to the sounds and grabbed into the dark." Dabi giggled. He now knew where the younger was more or less and wrapped his arms around the slim figure.

"What are you doing?" Tomura was perplexed. It was warm comforting and maybe a little awkward. He melted into the oldest touch.

"and that's why you became a villain?"
"What-?... uhh... yes... yeah...pretty much"
"i see" Dabi smiled. It was great. He should do that more often.
"what happened to your family by the way?"
"that's a little difficult. I wanted to tell you anyway."
"Wait, why would you want to tell me that?"
"I don't know, I thought about it and it's not like I don't want to tell anyone, it's just that nobody will listen... because nobody cares."
"you're really something. Alright then. Go on. I'll listen"
"so you care?"
"doesn't matter. I'll listen. You came so far, do you really wanna back out now?"
"my family didn't care about me and my father was always mean to me. One day me and my sister Hana went into his office, he found out and hana accused me of doing so. Father got mad and punished me. That day I got my quirk. And I accidentally killed my dog. It was awful. Hana came to apologise to me and I killed her too. Then mother came. I killed her too. It's all my fault. I killed my family and it's my fault that I am where I am. I know that. My father came and beat me and I then I killed him too. I did it... on purpose. I also destroyed our house. I ruined everything. I wandered around. Scared and alone but no one helped me. Everyone just kept saying that a hero will come and help. But no one came. Then all for one picked me up."
"Hey breathe. Are you okay?"

The younger felt bad for telling him all this at once. Was this what kurogiri meant by talking? Because it didn't feel good but at the same time it was relieving to finally tell somebody.

"I'm okay... at least as okay one can be with all these things happening."
"I suppose that's good? You really shouldn't feel bad about it."

"It's my fault. I know that. Also... Now you have to tell me about yourself too."
"Not now. It's not your fault. You were a little kid. If it was anyones fault, it would be your father."
Dabis grip tightened.

He comforted his friend as good as he could. Thinking about his own family now.

"Maybe I can sympathise with you on the dad thing... mine gave me kind of a trauma too, haha"

"And what about my grandmother? I wanted to be a hero just like she was. You hate me."
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't?"
"Why wouldn't you? You have to hate me. Everyone does. Why would you not?"
"Because. Why should I hate you."
"I'm me... you hated me before, why trying to hide it now?"
"I never hated you. I just generally don't like people."
"And if you know me, you should hate me even more. That's how it goes. That's how it always went."
"No... quite the opposite actually."
"What?"
"What?"

Dabi turned on the lamp on the nightstand. He looked into the others red eyes. A childhood got lost and you can clearly see that. That's probably the reason as to why he acts like this. It doesn't need a psychologist to see that... wait did he cry?

"Are you crying?" Dabi asks. The younger quickly wipes his eyes.
"No I didn't."
"Sure bout that?" Dabi found it amusing to see his boss in denial. Even cute. "Of course I didn't. That's just dust. Your room really isn't very clean."

A small smile formed on dabis lips.
"Let's destroy the ones who wronged us and give the world a little make over, yes?"
"If you say so. But first you have to tell me about yourself too."
"And can you promise that you won't hate me if I tell you?" "No." "Really~?" "Maybe"
"Perfect. My old man is endeavor. He formed me all my life to his goals and when I couldn't meet his expectations, I was tossed away and forgotten about. He now has another golden child and let me burn. I want him to burn in hell with me for what he did to me. He ruined everything."
Shigaraki looked absolutely shocked. He wasn't expecting that.
"Do you hate me now?"
"...maybe... maybe not...? your old man is a top hero?"
"Just more reasons as to why I hate heroes"
"I guess so... it's their own fault we hate them. So let's wipe them out."
"Yes."

A/N: I love doing everything but what I'm supposed to do😍
I wanted to write what I didn't write in the last chapter- guess what I didn't do (-guess what I won't do at all)
I'm going to learn for my Latin exam now- just kidding, I'm watching ons :)
Another thing: I failed my Italian exam... yay:D but wHo cArEs? (except for me)