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melt the bar and spread it over the cake and have both.

[burnitblack]

[it's a mindset they can both agree on, though dabi's takes his risks more meticulously and after some careful weighing. this kid's not entirely spontaneous either, probably thinking a step or two ahead of his actions. gave him enough time in that fire to consider his options.

tsk... maybe too much time. he wants to flood this entire floor with flames, wipe out any aggression, but they're not in this for death. this is... fuck is he sparring with this brat?! bothered at the realization, dabi crosses an arm in front of his face to avoid breathing in the dust.

the fires down here already consumed a lot of the oxygen as well. like a controlled burn, preventing the fire from going further by burning resources before it gets there... not bad, kid.

smoke moves and he turns, one hand coming up just in time to see everything come blowing out of the smoke in front of him.

shit! igniting himself will burn him! he already exhausted his held-back reserves with that supposed-to-be game-winning trap up there! all he can do is brace for impact.]

8O omg

[apshot]

[ People really do forget that Katsuki has the capability to be meticulous and think before acting. That, when he's not a little ball of rage, he does have some methodology behind his actions.

Dabi isn't the only one that can stall to think and plan.

However, that impact never comes. This really is a game and one that Katsuki is actually thrilled that he's apparently won. Because he stops short, hand right there at Dabi's face - sparking but never actually firing. ]

Call it.

[burnitblack]

[those people are idiots and deserve to get beaten. dabi knew the kid was as much a tactician as he was a powerhouse when he watched him in that stupid little cocktail bar the lov holed up in. never listening to shigaraki, only biding his time and waiting until he was loosened, recognizing his options and keeping silent until he was free despite wanting to say all those refusing insults.

underestimating your enemy is always a fatal mistake.

except there's one small problem... when your opponent doesn't give a shit if "fatal" comes into play for both of them. he gave bakugou enough time to come up with a plan; that was dabi's mistake.

now as he stares at the hand in his face, he's left with a decision. he can ignite his flames as fast as bakugou can ignite his sweat. a blast in the face versus a scorched right arm.

hmmm... pyrrhic victory. dabi lowers his arm and straightens up.]

Not bad, kid. You win.

[and jerks his thumb over his shoulder.]

Let's get outta here before this building goes down.

[apshot]

[ Usually no... If your opponent doesn't care about something being fatal for themselves and the person they're against? Yeah, that would spell trouble. However Bakugou had been banking on the fact that it wouldn't quite go down that way. After all, the whole reason had been to come out here to possibly get beaten and bruised in a different manner.

Blowing them both up or ending up in flames would making it all moot. So Katsuki snorts and drops his hands. ]

That's what I thought. [ His win... ] Don't gotta tell me twice.

[ One last blast to knock out a portion of the wall to the outside and jump out of it. ]

[burnitblack]

[dabi's a selfish dick enough not to want to waste his life on someone not endeavor or shouto (who's just another means of getting to endeavor). still, never thought he'd find himself out here trading tactics with a u.a. brat without the usual trappings of heroes trying to catch or stop him. even if the results turned out to be more enticing than he originally thought...

it's not then number of times ya win that matters, kid. it's the one time ya lose.

dabi follows him, leaving the building behind to survive the destruction or not. likely would, so long as the flames didn't keep getting fuel. damn shame it was abandoned.

flames spew below him as he catches his fall and drops to the ground easily. body backing down from the danger level of his quirk usage. pain easing off. smells more smokey now rather than burning meat.]

Cops are gonna be combin this place soon.

[he's already heading down the alley, making tracks to leave the area on foot. flight now would be too risky.]

[apshot]

[ No, it's a very good thing that it was abandoned. There's no way that Katsuki would have gone through with all of this otherwise.

But he is the one following after Dabi as soon as the guy takes off down the alley. The other smells of smoke but Katsuki? Charred caramel. Always. ]

Yeah... That would be a cryin' shame.

[burnitblack]

[what a hero. explains why they met here the first time too. katsuki wanted a place without risk to people and dabi wanted a place he didn't feel exposed or trapped in.

burnt flesh and burnt sugar are neither very pleasant smells. katsuki's charred caramel had been a new one, since dabi never experienced such a thing before. very first inkling was sweet, and then whoa. nope.]

Won't be able to do this if I'm in jail, ya know.

[like he's ever going there.]

[apshot]

[ look, if it works out and is agreeable to both parties then what does anything else matter?

don't worry though. the charred portion of it will ultimately go away with time. the slightly sweet scent, however, really won't. not considering that there's a very low probability of Katsuki cooling down enough. ]

As if you'd let yourself be taken alive anyway.

[ yeah he knows better. ]

[burnitblack]

[there's a lot that can matter? but only if either party actually cares enough to give a shit. dabi cares about himself. the rest can go to hell.

katsuki's insight into his mind earns a soft "heh" from the other man and he slips his hands into his pockets.]

Smart kid.

[he's absolutely right. given his mental and physical state, there's no way dabi plans on letting himself get dragged off to tartarus. he wouldn't survive in there. especially since he's heard of what goes on in that place.]

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[ a motion that Katsuki mimics, the hands going into his pockets before they find some other place to slip into. because they will.

he rolls his eyes at the comment, because if Katsuki had been really smart, this wouldn't happen at all. whatever. also the boy has a curfew you know ]

Smart enough to have put you in your place.

[ well. at least in one area at least once tonight? ]

[burnitblack]

[no one said every hero had to be really smart. besides, plenty of those heroes make a lot of bad decisions that eventually come around to the light of day. dabi checks the street, then crosses quickly. he's aiming to get about a block away before bothering to look for a crash site.

then maybe he shouldn't have led with an explosion.]

Ya say that like it's an achievement.

[one good thing about everything being so fucked right now is a lot of the normal neighborhoods are abandoned, with people in shelters or getting out of concentrated places. won't take long to find a house no one's in.]

[apshot]

[ look, Patches up there probably knows better than Bakugou where to tuck into and hide away. and c'mon. as if it wasn't a LITTLE fun ]

You say it like it's not.

[ Dabi is a problem, you know. While Katsuki doesn't like the fact that he has to acknowledge the fact that some of the villains are a challenge, it would be stupid otherwise.

though the current state of affairs is the asshole's fault. but no. plenty of place to find and one they fill find shortly. Katsuki even points his chin in the direction. ]

Over there.

[burnitblack]

[he does. they just destroyed a few of them. well, left them cop-attention worthy. still, that's why he's leading the other guy through the shadows. oh it was fun, but dabi's not the one on a leash.]

I wouldn't brag about it.

[his mock self-depreciation is a ruse like so much else about him. he has immense pride in his quirk and strength, as well as his abilities, but is quite embittered despite his nonchalance about his short-comings. especially when he has to watch endeavor and his third son go off enjoying their lives.

"over there" he says while making their way to an obvious target. dabi stops in front of the house, gives it an inspection, and then heads around the side. before promptly elbowing the side door window inward. simple reach in and click the lock, then he pulls open the door to let katsuki inside.]

In.

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I'm gonna while I still have the chance.

[ and to be fair, probably only to the guy he's walking with. because yeah let him see how he explains how he could have gotten the better of this particular Todoroki.

he's about to shout at the guy for busting a window but -

Katsuki just scowls. and then ducks inside before whirling around and frowning further. ]

Bet it wasn't even locked.

[burnitblack]

How dour.

[even as he says it, there's sarcastic amusement in his voice. but it's true. both of them, and their respective sides, are marching towards a battle. none of them are stopping and there will be plenty who won't be going home at the end of the day.

if katsuki wants to brag, he's more than welcome to. until the next time. when dabi's determined to win.

hey, he just busted a window for you so you didn't have to take the blame for breaking and entering. be thankful for once. dabi rubs at his elbow as he closes the door behind him.

then, just to be an ass, looks at katsuki and brazenly turns the lock.

*click*

didn't you see him reach in the window and hear it unlock?]

It's locked. Again.

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[ he didn't hear over his own cringing of shattered glass. though now his brow raises as he realizes that yeah... yeah the asshole might have broken into a house and Katsuki can actually say that he didn't really have any part in THAT. if it ever comes up... ]

Asshole.

[ Katsuki steps into the house further - not that a lock will do them good now - and waits. of course. ]

You comin'?

[ not gonna give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had been right and Katsuki hadn't been. ]

[burnitblack]

[didn't hear anyone offering up to pick the lock. melting the doorknob (or blowing it open) would've been more incriminating / attention-grabbing respectively. so breaking and entering was the way to go. katsuki's safe from any retribution since he can always say he got forced.

which would be a win on dabi's part. heh... this'll never come up. who cares with the nation at stake?]

After you.

[even as he walks forward and takes the lead. if you'll excuse him, first thing he's gonna do is get a damn drink. doesn't even use a cup. just wrenches the tap open and sticks his mouth under it like an uncultured heathen.

comes up with a "guh" of a drowned man, and shuts the water off before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.]

Couch or bed?

[apshot]

[ please... as if Katsuki would ever take that way out. "oh i was forced." yeah right. there are various reasons as to why he wouldn't.

but the "after you" is definitely a phrase that makes him look back at the other. Patches isn't going to be judged too harshly for being a slob and drinking without a cup. it's whatever.

Bakugou is plopping down on the couch, as if that answers the question. ]

You're definitely not here to sweep me off of my feet or making me swoon.

[ a bed is... yeah no thanks. ]

[burnitblack]

[he's aware of those reasons. kid's been kidnapped a few times, hasn't he. dabi knows a lot about being forced and he has no intention of speaking about it.

while he's not a complete trash heap in some regards, he does like to be as big a disappointment to his family as possible. a living, walking, burning middle finger to all that is endeavor.

manner included.]

Ya ain't the kinda guy who'd want that anyways.

[a hot hand abruptly cups bakugou under the jaw, giving his head a tug to tilt up and back, as dabi leans over the back of the couch and kisses him upside down.

don't blame him if they end up on the floor.]

[apshot]

[ nah. he's not someone like Deku who'd want to be caught up in a whirlwind romance. holding hands and going to amusement parks. sharing crepes or some shit like that.

though there is nothing wrong with having some connection either

but Katsuki has the emotional capacity of, well, a stunted cactus anyway. he wouldn't know what to do with genuine feelings of attachment if he had them. probably blow the person up before blowing himself up honestly ]

Definitely don't wanna be in some stranger's bed that's for sure.

[ because he might be inclined to clean first.

so best that they don't head up that way. this is perfectly find. and this time when that too warm hand grabs for him, there's no ducking away. when the kiss comes - again stupidly hot but that's fine by Katsuki - he retaliates by biting at the upper lip.

and is ending up on the floor such a bad thing? ]

[burnitblack]

[good. dabi's messed up enough, he doesn't even know what "romance" is supposed to entail. smacking your wife around and beating or ignoring your kids is what comes out of "romance" in his mind.

so long as the connection is useful to him, he doesn't mind a few to pull on.

other thing is dabi's not really big on those "feelings" anymore either. most of them all got burnt up with the rest of him. maybe a ghost or two linger around inside his rotten heart, but he's not someone who can build those things anymore.]

Noted.

[dare to clean it and he'll just strip the bed and burn the sheets. there. cleaned. but they've opted for the couch and that's what's gonna be the choice. he's not going to bother going up the stairs.

this is more enjoyable.

teeth grab at his upper lip and dabi merely grins against the other guy's mouth, a hot breath ghosting out of his throat from the spark of pain those whites bring to his skin. the one that can still actually feel. fingers crawl up katsuki's throat, slip off his chin, before returning to his lower neck.

no. ending up on the floor is just fine.]

Ya taste good.

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[ ...yeah okay. honestly if he were to just rip off sheets and burn them and call them clean? Katsuki would laugh. His personality is not the best, remember?

Fingers down the neck. now isn't that familiar. and, unfortunately, something of a sensitive area for Katsuki and it takes another nip to control his own body's reaction to it. ]

Surprised you can taste anything at all.

[ well his hand is going to snake into Dabi's hair and grip it tight. ]

[burnitblack]

[why do you think he would rip the bed sheets off, burn them, and pronounce it clean? guess they match up somewhere else too. not sure he'd have to patience to go get clean sheets to replace them either.

front of the neck this time, not the back. the bite earns another hot vapor against his mouth before dabi breaks the kiss, slowly dragging back to feel his lip scraping through the hero's teeth. till it pops away and he runs his tongue along it to soothe.]

Haven't burned that up yet.

[he's still got some wet parts left on his charbroiled body. a low hum rumbles in his throat as fingers fist in his hair. funny, being so close to hands that could blow his head off his body. and yet here they are, not blowing his head off.

this time, dabi kisses bakugou hard, tilting his head to deepen it and pressing his tongue against his teeth for entrance.]

[apshot]

[ oh he'd find it hilarious in the moment then get mad about the barbarianism.

but if Bakugou's watching that tongue, jaw tightening because it's still warm, then surely Dabi is imagining it. Katsuki is surprisingly tactile person, enjoying the feel of tugging at that lip and it pulling away all at the same time. ]

Tch. Good thing for me then. Probably the only good part still left.

[ don't worry. those hands won't cause any further problems. well. depends on Dabi's performance really. mind the blunt nails digging in though, because he's not going to ever be gentle. ]

Maybe not the only one.

[ well that tongue is coming back and Katsuki thinks to make Dabi fight for it. thinks on it. doesn't really do it, though the other will find Katsuki's tongue right there as if to force Dabi's back. ]

[burnitblack]

[oi oi. they're not even your sheets. no need to get mad about that.

dabi imagines a lot of things. this is not one of them. this is real. every touch and tactile sensation. for someone who has less than 80% of his body with any sensitive real estate, the brush of skin and teeth feel amazing. dabi barely "feels" bakugou's hair brushing his throat and chin.]

This part right here... [and slowly traces his other hand along the front of the blonde's throat, middle fingers sliding up the center of his trachea and skimming a blunt nail across his voice box.] ...doesn't agree.

[though he'll probably get that area with his tongue later. dabi doesn't mind a lack of gentle. he can't even feel gentle on the burned parts anymore.]

Thought so.

[his tongue lingers right in front of katsuki's, almost as if daring the other serpentine muscle to strike at him or force him back... at least until saliva drips off it onto the blonde's waiting tongue. dabi huffs in amusement before shoving it in, ready and eager to "fight" for a place in that vulgar mouth.]