A 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐃 RAIL CAN NEVER MINGLE WITH A STRAIGHT AND NARROW ONE! THE 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 OF SUPER POWERED SOCIETY! THAT'S US! RUNNING IN PARALLEL BUT 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓!
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oh, but the pyro is enjoying such a reaction. it's seen in that shitty grin of his. he likes to tease.
“ c'me on. ” he called, trying to get his gaze back to him. “ did you get mad ? ”
this time, he did redo the loose hold and pressed tomura a little bit close.
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careless, pressed a thumb alongside corner of mouth in the face before his eyes. a supposedly rough, teasing gesture, stretching skin. just to mess with him.
“ such a mophead. ”
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lowering the arm again, not the one shigaraki was leaning on; of course.
“ ... you seemed very tired for someone who hasn't gone out on a task in days. ”
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⠀ ⠀after what seemed like eternity, a couple hours the white haired male eyes began to flutter open.
he saw the tv was still playing , looking over at Dabi — than away.
“ didn’t mean too invade your bubble .. “⠀
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despite saying it was lame he was actually watching it. that was until the other's head fell close to him, nuzzling his shoulder.
hm.
he let him be.
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⠀ ⠀” is lame .. “
He muttered , moments passed and tomura ended up falling into a light sleep ..
lightly his head cocked against dabi’s shoulder .. ⠀
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“ heh— ? seems pretty lame. ”
he fixed his position in his seat, though. didn't make motion of leaving.
in fact, he made himself comfortable there.
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⠀ ⠀” hmph … “ he buried himself more into the barely cushioned couch , “ whatever . “ he murmured , the hand roaming his thigh and knee almost seemed comforting .. “ something called , ‘ grey’s anatomy.. “ he rasped , shrugging it off .. ⠀
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shooting a glance from above. he was irritated.
“ hell, i don't need a brat to tail behind. don't know what you're here for. go away. ”
shooing him.
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“You’re a bad liar.”
he studies him closely.
“You always do that,” he adds, “Say something real, then pretend it wasn’t.”
small pause.
“If you’re going to deny it, at least make it convincing.”⠀
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“ oh, don't be whiny. ” the one with the blue flames grinned. warm palm went to the other's knee and thigh as a " it was a meaningless thing " or something; just a brief touch before retreating. “ what are you watching ? that looks boring. ”
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Back flexing. This ragged coat sure has seen better days. But the heating is uncomfortable, said clothing is expendable at the moment.
Sore, darkened muscles flinch with each movement. Ah. The shoulder cracks. There, much better.
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Dark, wet alley which wall he lays his back on. A stapled grin curves before the heating of his palm produces the blue fire. Aimed face, poor victim burnt.