Just as his lips were about to touch mine he changed his direction and kissed my cheek. "Let's go get this taken care of, then we can.....watch that show." He said. I sighed and nodded my head. He stepped back and started walking dragging me with him. "Hello Shigarki, Dabi." Kuriguri said. I waved at him awkwardly and Tomura nodded. "Hiya!" A short blonde girl said. I waved at her and Tomura just scowled. He let go of my hand and walked over to Kuriguri. "What's your name?" She asked. Did she not just hear Kuriguri talk to us? "Dabi." I said. "Hiya Dabi. I'm Toga." She said and stuck out her hand. I took her hand and shook it. "What's your quirk?" She asked. "Um...fire.." I said. I don't really much care for my quirk. "What's yours?" I asked changing the subject away from me. "Shape-shift. I can drink a persons blood and change into them." She said. I chuckled. "Yuck, but cool." I said. She giggled. "Blood actually don't taste as bad as you'd think." She said. I scrunched up my nose and laughed. "I'll stick to my regular diet." I said. I sat down beside her and we started talking. "So how old are you? You look about 16 or 15." I said. She rolled her eyes, guess she gets asked this a lot. "I'm 17 and I'm going to be 18 in a few months." She said. I smiled. "How old are you?" She asked. "I'm 19." I said. "Really?" She asked. I nodded my head. Tomura came over to us and stood in front of us. "Kuroiguri seems to think very much of you." He said. She smiled. "I talked to Kuro-Chan all day yesterday and I've been talking to him all morning." She said and stood up. I stood up as well. "I'll give you a chance. Don't make me regret it." He said. She jumped up down cheering. "Yay!" She said. She walked over to Kuroguri and started talking to him. Tomura grabbed my hand and druggies me into the living room. He went to Netflix and went to grab the blanket and pillows from last night. He went back to the show and played it.
We finished the first season and half of the second one. I was laying on Tomura's chest and he was playing with my hair. "Dabi." He said. "Yeah?" I asked. He didn't say anything. I raised my head up and looked at him. "What is it?" I asked. I sat up and he did to. He put his hands on my hips and held them firmly. I instinctively put my on his shoulders. "Tomu?" I whispered. He leaned closer to me, so close I could feel his breath on my face. I closed my eyes and titled my head a bit. He gently touched his lips to mine. He went to pull back, but I leaned forward and put one of my hands in his hair, tangling my fingers in his hair. He kissed me rougher and I returned it. We pulled back for air and I gently pushed him back onto the couch. I straddle his waist and bent down to kiss him. His hands went back to my hips and mine were resting on his chest. I pulled back and laid my forehead on his. He kissed my nose. "I've wanted to do that since I first met you." I whispered. He smiled and squeezed my hips gently. "Me too." He whispered. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pecked my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we shared a few, short, sweet kisses. I put my face in the crook of his neck and kissed it a few times. I breathed in his intoxicating scent and smiled. We stayed like that for a little while longer. "You ready for bed?" He asked. I nodded my head and we stood up. He laced our fingers together and we made our way down the hall. He opened his door and we went in. "You wanna take a shower?" He asked. "Sure, but I need to go get some night clothes." I said. I started walking over to the door, but he grabbed my wrist. I tensed up and turned around. "You can wear some of mine." He said. "It's less trouble." He added. He let go of my wrist and grabbed my hand. He pulled me closer to him and put one of his hands on the small of back. "Besides," He started. "I want to see you in something of mine. Call it an egotistical thing." He said with a smirk. I put my free hand on the back of his neck. He leaned down and kissed me. I smiled and kissed him again. "Okay." I said. He let me go and I walked into his bathroom. I shut the And started the shower. I slowly took my shirt off and frowned at the cuts on my arms. I had carved the words 'slut' 'ugly' 'disgrace' and 'fat' on them. I took my pants off and removed all my bandages and hopped in the shower. I hissed in pain as the hot water hit my wounds. I cleaned myself off and hopped out. I slipped my boxers on and saw some clothes on the sink. I smiled and lifted up the shirt. It was a loose, black, long sleeve shirt. I slipped it on, it came down to mid thigh. I grabbed the jogging pants. They were a navy blue with black strings. I slid them on and tied the strings. I raised the shirt up to my nose and smelt it. It smelled of Tomura. I smiled and walked out. He was laying on the bed reading a book. I smiled and walked over to the end of the bed. I crawled on top of him and straddled his waist. I grabbed the book and sat on the bed beside him. I pouted and put my hands on his chest. He put his hands on my hips and smiled.
