trauma bonding ~ dustbunny

thirteen

"I said no," Dabi stated firmly. "You're being such a dick," Tomura whined to which Dbai ignored, continuing  to wipe down the counter. "You think I give a fuck? I'm not doing it, she can go to hell." Tomura knew this might have been a mistake, it was now confirmed. "I'm the one that got you this job," Tomura pointed out. "And I deeply appreciate it but no," Dabi reiterates. "You wanna talk to Kurogiri, go ahead, but I'm not doing shit." Tomura scratched his neck and the thought of interacting with the only father figure he's known. That's not normal. 

"You haven't talked to him yet, have you?" Tomura adverted his eyes somewhere else, anywhere other than Dabi. "It's hard, okay?" Dabi sighed. He knew far too well how hard something like this could be. He watched it happened with his mother as a kid and now he was reliving it with, who he considered, his brother. Dabi wouldn't fucking dare to voice that out loud. Tomura hid the abuse he suffered for years from him because he didn't want to trigger Dabi. 

"I just want to be helpful," Tomura mumbled. "And that's fine, when you're helpful to people who deserve it." Tomura sighs at his friend's response. In defeat, he lays his head on the bar top. Though he must have appeared pitiful because Dbai gives in. "Fucking fine. I'll put in a word for her if you promise to talk to Kurogiri." Tomura groans softly as the condition.  "You don't have to tell him everything but you know damn well he's worried." Tomura wanted nothing more for him to reach out first. Maybe then he'd have the confidence to confined in his adoptive father. Aside from his therapist, he's only told Dabi and Toga. He didn't even want them to know. But he knew that Dabi was right, he needed to at least tell Kurogiri that the relationship ended; which he put off for far too long. 

He wanted to cry thinking about how that conversation would go but...he wanted to be helpful. So he agreed. 

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"You'll never believe it!" Fuyumi squeals rushing into the apartment. "What's going on?" Keigo asks, adjusting the collar of his button up. "My brother said their's an opening position at the bar he works at!" Rumi's eyes go wide, sitting up abruptly. "Wait, what?" Fuyumi nods excitedly. "He set up an interview for you and everything! It's on Sunday at elven." Nastu is a resident at and Shoto is underage so she assumed she was referring to Dabi. She's pretty sure that's the guy that's close to Tomura. Why would he want to help her? She assumes he just didn't tell Dabi what happened between them and Fuyumi must have mentioned her job hunt to her brother. 

Not that Rumi gave a fuck.

She hasn't gotten an interview since the cafe'. If she gets this position she could fucking fucking finally pay Keigo back and help out with the bills. "Holy fuck," she mutters. What a fucking miracle; something that could only be grants by nothing less than an angel.