[he's never once agreed with itadori's sentiments that he's a 'nice guy' to be with. despite his laid-back attitude, dabi's violent, spiteful, and selfish. he may trust the other guy a little more than he did before, a little more than he probably should for just two meetings, but itadori's sincerity is easily noticed and self proven. this is a person would reach out for anyone's hand and grasp onto them, hold them tightly, and never let go, no matter what came his way in recompense, all to save them. a hero and a good person to the end. makes him unbearably naive at times, and yet... how different would the world be if the heroes and others in the world were like him?
in a way... it's frightening, to stare acceptance in the face so readily. those walls of flame come up fast and dabi backs off into the darkness, refusing to allow either of them to move forward any further. it's a warning and both an admission and agreement. as itadori retreats, dabi settles on the bed beside him. might be a sort of unconscious power play here. an understanding that the kid won't push him to far out of fear of being left along, and a similar realization that the villain actually wants this to last a bit longer and so won't burn him.
that smile lingers in the corner of his turquoise eyes even as he shifts them up to the ceiling. it's his presence beside him that he feels. a gentle glow of warmth and the weight of another sharing his bed. thing is, itadori's right; he is comfortable.]
That's specific. [and the obvious solution to the fight between too hot under the covers but too cold with them off.] Over the edge of the bed or in the middle?
[as the room settles into darkness, it's a few seconds before his eyes adjust to the moonlight coming from window. dabi glances towards it. yeah, those curtains are gonna have to be shut before he goes to sleep. not having his face resting unconscious towards an exposed window. later. right now he feels at ease enough to let it stay open, moonlight included. there's no attempt to edge away from the shoulder touching his own, a single point of contact between villain and sorcerer. not going to admit to the subtle attempt his body makes to feel itadori's heartbeat through that contact.
gives him time to think about everything as well. dabi doesn't want to look into this as anything more than two guys meeting and fucking to blow off some steam. some free meals on the side. and yet, it's itadori yuji. which means it's not just that on the other guy's side. a glance over at that smile is enough to tell him that. took a lot of this kid's firsts tonight, from kiss to sex to having a partner no strings attached. what dabi sees as merely a useful thrill is a friendship for itadori. he's probably spent all day excited about it. what dabi gets excited about would horrify itadori and make him cry. they're diametrically opposed so completely, it's fucking insane for them to be together, and yet here they are. which of them is crazy? doesn't know. probably both. it's easier to tell himself this is infatuation, a massive crush on the wrong person, and eventually the kid's gonna wise up and leave. in the meantime... che, fuck it. he'll stick around and see what happens.
admittedly, it's kind of nice to have an escape. someone he doesn't have to look over his shoulder at or think about what use he could make over them. no real suspicions about hiding revenge or attempts to supplant or take down. he's just itadori yuji. someone who's happy to be around him.]
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in a way... it's frightening, to stare acceptance in the face so readily. those walls of flame come up fast and dabi backs off into the darkness, refusing to allow either of them to move forward any further. it's a warning and both an admission and agreement. as itadori retreats, dabi settles on the bed beside him. might be a sort of unconscious power play here. an understanding that the kid won't push him to far out of fear of being left along, and a similar realization that the villain actually wants this to last a bit longer and so won't burn him.
that smile lingers in the corner of his turquoise eyes even as he shifts them up to the ceiling. it's his presence beside him that he feels. a gentle glow of warmth and the weight of another sharing his bed. thing is, itadori's right; he is comfortable.]
That's specific. [and the obvious solution to the fight between too hot under the covers but too cold with them off.] Over the edge of the bed or in the middle?
[as the room settles into darkness, it's a few seconds before his eyes adjust to the moonlight coming from window. dabi glances towards it. yeah, those curtains are gonna have to be shut before he goes to sleep. not having his face resting unconscious towards an exposed window. later. right now he feels at ease enough to let it stay open, moonlight included. there's no attempt to edge away from the shoulder touching his own, a single point of contact between villain and sorcerer. not going to admit to the subtle attempt his body makes to feel itadori's heartbeat through that contact.
gives him time to think about everything as well. dabi doesn't want to look into this as anything more than two guys meeting and fucking to blow off some steam. some free meals on the side. and yet, it's itadori yuji. which means it's not just that on the other guy's side. a glance over at that smile is enough to tell him that. took a lot of this kid's firsts tonight, from kiss to sex to having a partner no strings attached. what dabi sees as merely a useful thrill is a friendship for itadori. he's probably spent all day excited about it. what dabi gets excited about would horrify itadori and make him cry. they're diametrically opposed so completely, it's fucking insane for them to be together, and yet here they are. which of them is crazy? doesn't know. probably both. it's easier to tell himself this is infatuation, a massive crush on the wrong person, and eventually the kid's gonna wise up and leave. in the meantime... che, fuck it. he'll stick around and see what happens.
admittedly, it's kind of nice to have an escape. someone he doesn't have to look over his shoulder at or think about what use he could make over them. no real suspicions about hiding revenge or attempts to supplant or take down. he's just itadori yuji. someone who's happy to be around him.]
Not sure this'd be counted as a date...