Don't Judge a Book

and the spirits of god moved upon the face of the waters

Dabi's hands ran along Izuku's body. The angel squealed, confused, unable to understand what exactly was happening to him. Dabi's tongue ran up the center of his chest. "What are you doing?" he asked, confused about why his body was reacting the way it did. 

"Do you not like it? Am I still strange to you?" 

"No," Izuku shook his head. "I'm actually quite shocked that I find this pleasurable. Pleasure? Is that the right word?"  He squeaked when Dabi moved up to kiss his neck. 

"Silence, don't speak," he requested. 

"But, Dabi, it's time to wake up." His eyes fluttered open to the sound of Izuku's voice on his ears. What he saw in front of him had nothing to do with Izuku. It was all Tomura. His arms curled around his fellow demon's body with his leg in between Tomura's. Izuku was staring directly at the two, confused, but decided it was a good place to wake Dabi up. 

"I'm glad you responded. I was starting to think Tomura was going to destroy you," Shouto breathed a sigh of relief. Dabi looked up to Tomura's face. The crusty demon's hands were nearly touching Dabi's back. His face flustered and agitated, not wanting to spend any more time in this position. 

"Get the fuck off of me, aloe vera, or I'm going to blow a casket," he growled. 

"Hm," Dabi pulled Tomura closer to him. "Care to explain to me why you slept next to me? When you know I do this sort of thing in my sleep?" 

"I got caught up in the moment. Okay? It wasn't my idea. Your little angel buddy was all 'let's cuddle pile.'" Tomura's breath hitched. "Please stop rubbing your knee against my crotch," he managed to mutter out. His words jumbled together and even though Dabi knew what he was saying, he still feigned ignorance.  

"What was that?" Dabi's hand slid down to Tomura's ass. "You'll have to speak up." 

"I'll never sleep beside you again just please get the fuck off of me," Tomura promised, pleaded, a mixture of the two. The strain was clear in his voice. "While you're busy punishing me for wanting warmth while I sleep, your little angel is being kissed by half-and-half." Tomura went to Plan B, which was enough to get Dabi to jump up. 

"What?!" Dabi scanned the scene searching for his brother and the darling little angel. The two were underneath a tree, happy as could be, making out in broad daylight. "What the fuck!" Dabi threw his hands up in the air and glared up at the sky. "Do you think this is funny? Do you? You're worse than all the rest of us," he bashed the Heavens, God specifically. A low growl built up in the center of his being, only getting louder as it finally escaped his throat. Fangs, as did horns, elongated. His nails sharpening with his rage. 

It made perfect sense, of course, that his half-angel brother would make more progress than he had in a good few thousand years. Leave it to him. Dabi had no right to be angry, especially considering Shouto had every right to throw a low move like this. Not to mention if Izuku chose Shouto over his scarred crusty ass piece of shit demon self,  that was his decision to make. Dabi's feelings toward the angel were anything but clear to himself. He liked him, sure. He was attracted to him, definitely, but none of that equated to love and he knew that better than anyone. The only one he could be mad at was himself. 

He curled his hand up into a fist and slammed it down on the ground with all of his might (facing away from Izuku, of course) causing a great crack in the earth. Nothing so great as to make a canyon, but still it was a rather nice crevice in the earth that could snatch up any unsuspecting human. 

"It's not like what you're thinking," Shouto's cool voice rested on Dabi's ears but instead of calming him down it only made the situation more unbearable. Of course, it wasn't like what he was thinking. What was he thinking? Lord only knows and she is being a bit of a bitch right now. Dabi didn't reply to his little brother and kept walking down the path in the opposite direction, further into the woods. Maybe he'd come across a lake and throw himself in for a good hundred years. It's not like he'd die from drowning. 

"Why is he angry? What happened? Did he have a nightmare?" Izuku hurried his step to get closer to the other two demons. He watched as Dabi walked away. "What's going on?" 

"You should follow him. You're the only one he can't get too mad at," Tomura looked at the pit Dabi just made. "I would go myself but...he doesn't exactly think highly of me." 

"Dabi!" Izuku waved, running after him. "Wait!" The demon didn't wait. He didn't even pause his movements. If anything, he walked a bit faster until there was nowhere else to go. Well, would you look at that... there was a lake at the end of this path. Dabi walked right into it until his shoulders were covered. His rage still fuming off of him causing the water to simmer. 

The angel, completely not phased by this course of action, started walking on the water over to him. He sat down, right in front of his face, and began asking his questions. "What's going on with you? Are you mad at your brother for telling me what a kiss is? If it was going to make you this upset maybe I should've just asked you instead." Dabi didn't reply which made the angel even more uneasy. He felt as if he had to explain himself further. "I asked Shouto what I could do to make you feel better since I don't know much about anything, or about you for that matter and he said I should give you a kiss. When I asked him what a kiss was he said it was hard to explain and just easier to show me. So, I asked him to show me and he wouldn't but then I got stubborn and he did." 

Dabi sunk his lips into the water, staring up at Izuku as it bubbled around him. "Is kissing really that bad? I promise I won't do it again but please don't be mad." 

"I think it's time we reevaluate our entire relationship to each other," Dabi lifted his head out of the water and floated on his back. 

"You can have some space if you want, however long you want, but please," Izuku rubbed his eyes. "Don't make us part on such bad terms. I don't want you mad at me." An angel's tears are pure as the waters of Heaven. Unadulterated, glistening, with a shimmering light that perfectly reflects the sun's rays. They are too bright for a demon like Dabi to look at. He didn't want to see them ever again. 

"I'm not mad at you, angel," Dabi assured, reaching out to wipe away Izuku's tears. They singed his skin but that was a feeling he was more than accustomed to at this point. "I'm mad at myself. Now, please, go back to doing whatever it is you angels do." 

"I've got a bookstore now," Izuku wiped his eyes. "That's why I chased after you in the car to begin with. I never expected you to run away from me. That hurt," he clutched his chest. 

"I had different issues on my mind. I couldn't focus on which angel it was. You're the only one that isn't out to douse me with holy water," he shrugged. 

"You aren't mad anymore, right?" Izuku sniffled. 

"No." 

"Okay, good," he stood up on the water and revealed his wings and halo, taking to the skies. 

"I'm going to die one day because of him," Dabi muttered, running his hand through his hair.