BNHA Gay Ships One-Shots! 《《BOOK 1》》

ShigaDabi | Appreciative

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CW: Gore
Suggested by; iiinaw
~Enjoy~
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Five minutes ago, the hideout was a quiet place.
Mr. Compress and Twice came rushing in, carrying a limp corpse and acting close to frantic, chaos ensued and the hideout was no longer peaceful and quiet, as the leader preferred it to be.

He followed, anyhow, after having recognized something familiar during their aimless, panicked running.

"ENOUGH!" The leader barked, "WHAT'S THE MATTER?!" He hissed.
"He got shot down!"

If never realizing that he still had a heart was his excuse for all his emotionless and sick behavior from before, then he couldn't be able to explain what it was that he felt sinking inside of him.
Whatever it was, it stopped beating. It froze, from something along the lines of despair and frantic denial.

Dabi. After attempting to infiltrate another squad of villain's hideout, not only was caught but blew the other hideout's cover.
They were surrounded by police, and caused by one of the other villains' quirk, he was pushed right in the way of a gunshot from one of the policemen.

He was struck four times, one in the left shoulder, and three on the chest.
He's nearly convulsing already from the mixture of blood being lost, shock, and the feeling of some of the bullets somehow moving already.
By the looks of it, he's just about ready to give up, and let go of his soul.

"You MORONS!" He screeched, "GO GET HELP, YOU IMBECILES!"

The two had rushed put immediately.
And within the three seconds that it took for Tomura to turn, he's already scowling and snarling again, this time towards the audience that they've gathered from all the screaming and panic.

"BACK TO WORK, ASSWIPES!"

And finally, after the room was relatively emptied,
He rushed to Dabi.

The struggling man, eyes already shaking in place and going dull of color, try to focus up on Tomura. Each little heave of air he makes, more blood spurts out, from his chest, shoulder, and mouth.

"H-...e-ey... b-...oss-..s..." his voice is gargling, drowning in blood as well, choked out of compressed vocal chords.
"Y-You fucking idiot-" he choked out in a growl, "I said! Be on watch out!" He scowled. His voice sounds to he sinking further and further into desperation...

It's new.

Tomura showing such concern towards something that doesn't have to do with any missions or jobs...
He's showing concern and genuine fear towards something that happened to someone.
Someone who he likes to believe is one of a few that understands him, and that accepts him for who he is... genuinely, and in a more personal way, unlike others from the league that claim to know their boss well.

It's hard, even for a villain, to watch someone they've unfortunately grown attached to slowly slip out of life before his eyes.

He's gone through it once.
He can't let it happen again.

"You--! Y-You better not give up, patchwork-" he growled weakly, "don't leave me--"
"I-..s... th..th..a..t-t.... a-..ah.. ff...fect.. sh-sh... ion...?"
"STOP TALKING!" He whimpered rather aggressively, "J-Just! Just shut up!"