Through The Forest Of Flames

Chap 42- Getting Along

A/N: idk about y'all, but I miss the LOV acting like utter shitheads together so, here's this while I figure out wtf I'm doing lmao

I shouldn't have to say this doesn't affect the story in any way, it's just cause the recent shit happening with the ending of MHA has me depressed

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[Flashback- Before the Training Camp/Kidnapping of Katsuki Bakugo]

It was a stormy night, the boarded up windows of the bar kept out the wind as the rain pattered against the glass. Tomura sat at the bar, his fathers hand resting on the counter, a drink in his four fingers as Kurogiri stood behind the bar top, wiping out a glass. Compress sat at the other end of the bar, leaning on one of his elbows against the countertop, one hand holding a cup of tea while the other held a torn up book, his mask resting next to the saucer for his cup on the counter.

You walked around into the entryway to the bar, a paper ball smacking you in the face before dropping to the floor with a light thud. You looked at the paper ball before slowly drawing your eyes up to the couch, where Dabi, Toga and Twice all sat. You narrowed your eyes at Dabi, his arm craned back with another paper ball in his hand as they all froze.

Toga snickered at your glare, ripping another piece of paper out of the book she was holding as Dabi launched the ball at Tomura. The ball bounced off the back of his head, joining the rest of the tossed balls on the floor as he growled, his glass shattering in his grip before he spun around on his stool.

"Do you shitheads need something to do?" He asked, his red eyes narrowing at the trio on the couch. Toga passed another balled up paper to Dabi, Twice snatching the book from Toga and tossing it behind the couch.

"Hey!" She whined.

"We are doing something," Dabi said with a smirk, throwing the ball at you, which you caught and threw back at his face as he glared at you.

"You know what I meant, you damn toaster," Tomura continued, his fingers digging into his neck. You walked up, grabbing his wrist to make him stop before sitting on the stool next to him.

"Well we can't go out and find more members," Toga pointed out with a frown, deflating into Dabi's lap before he shoved her off the couch. A yelp left her as she hit the ground before she glared back at Dabi, a grin on his face as he plopped his boots onto the table in front of him.

"That wasn't nice! She deserved it." Twice blurted out, helping her back onto the couch as you sighed.

"She's not wrong Tomura," you agreed, leaning your elbows onto the counter behind you. "No one will really be outside in this shit weather."

"Well then, find them something to do," Tomura bit, grabbing his fathers hand as he stood, leaving the room swiftly. "I'll be in my room."

"Have fun brooding!" Dabi called out, Tomura's door slamming behind him.

"Why do you need to be such an ass Dabi?" You sighed, taking the glass Kurogiri slid to you, filled with your favorite drink as you quietly thanked him.

"Why not?" Dabi said with a shrug. "Kid is a brat."

"Give me one good reason to not chuck this glass at your head," you threatened, taking a drink as you leveled your glare with his ever growing smirk.

"You want to damage my handsome- ow!"

He didn't seem to notice the vine you slithered out of your ankle to crawl up the back of the couch before it smacked him on the back of the head. You retracted it with a snicker, Dabi rubbing the back of his head as he glared at you.