[but oh how much in the wrong direction that goes. he's "more" only in the sense he's experienced things his father would never want him to experience, he's grown stronger than his father (just like endeavor always wanted), he's learned skills dad never would've taught him. and all of it's spiraled right back around into this wreck that applies everything he was and is into the revenge he seeks. all of this in order to destroy the man who killed him. the rest is all burned black.
he's sicced a villain on his own brother and sorely regrets natsuo surviving because what a face it would've put on endeavor if he'd died. he's tried to murder shouto right in front of endeavor. he's killed innocent people simply because he could. there's nothing "human" about that. just want to be himself? hah, that's a joke. there's no one in here. he could only be what endeavor wanted him to be. never had a chance to learn who "touya" was. it's why "dabi" emerged from that burning mountain. touya was too weak to be anyone out from under endeavor's thumb.
might argue the 'born evil' part for a few scant examples, but for the most part, he agrees with it. it's a person's upbringing and their circumstances that affect their choices. touya never grew up thinking he'd be dabi. it was only after that night, alone, hurting, despairing, confused, and abandoned, that everything finally snapped completely. or maybe he snapped earlier, when that little shit shouto, the perfect puppet, was born and he lost everything...
true, he's not an evil spirit, not a being composed of nothing but malicious intent. but a change of heart's no longer possible. he's going to ruin his father and murder him even if it kills him. end of story. something he doubts itadori can even get his head around because of his own upbringing. they think too separately.]
I'm not makin a schedule of this. [there's a difference between making something regular and setting things in stone. with as cautious as dabi is, it should be obvious he wouldn't want someone knowing where he's going to be for any period of time in advance. itadori only got less than 24 hours warning and even that was to a vague location.] I'll call you when I want to meet.
Can ya make this again? [dabi glances at the containers.] Enough for two if ya want to share.
[when itadori leans into him to... look at something, dabi doesn't respond to it. save for rolling his eyes a little and picking up a piece of tofu. but it'll be impossible for itadori not to feel the temperature rise close to his chest and shoulder when he brings himself into dabi's space. the villain runs hot, like there's a fire inside him that won't go out.]
Won't be meeting here. I'll find another place. [something tells him this guy has no idea what keeping a low profile and working covert missions actually entails.] Bring a burner if ya want.
[ignoring the fact dabi's his own burner. he's not letting itadori or anyone use him like that, dammit. might heat up a bath for himself or a pot of water to do some ramen, but fuck acting like people's personal fire--
food.
dabi pauses, one brow furrowing in suspicion and faint annoyance when he finds a hovering spiral of noodle, beef, and tofu floating in front of his face. he glances behind it at that smile and those eyes, understanding full well itadori expects him to open up... tch, this fucking kid...
...
...
tsk, he leans in and opens his mouth, letting him do what he wants. he'll eat it anyways.]
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[but oh how much in the wrong direction that goes. he's "more" only in the sense he's experienced things his father would never want him to experience, he's grown stronger than his father (just like endeavor always wanted), he's learned skills dad never would've taught him. and all of it's spiraled right back around into this wreck that applies everything he was and is into the revenge he seeks. all of this in order to destroy the man who killed him. the rest is all burned black.
he's sicced a villain on his own brother and sorely regrets natsuo surviving because what a face it would've put on endeavor if he'd died. he's tried to murder shouto right in front of endeavor. he's killed innocent people simply because he could. there's nothing "human" about that. just want to be himself? hah, that's a joke. there's no one in here. he could only be what endeavor wanted him to be. never had a chance to learn who "touya" was. it's why "dabi" emerged from that burning mountain. touya was too weak to be anyone out from under endeavor's thumb.
might argue the 'born evil' part for a few scant examples, but for the most part, he agrees with it. it's a person's upbringing and their circumstances that affect their choices. touya never grew up thinking he'd be dabi. it was only after that night, alone, hurting, despairing, confused, and abandoned, that everything finally snapped completely. or maybe he snapped earlier, when that little shit shouto, the perfect puppet, was born and he lost everything...
true, he's not an evil spirit, not a being composed of nothing but malicious intent. but a change of heart's no longer possible. he's going to ruin his father and murder him even if it kills him. end of story. something he doubts itadori can even get his head around because of his own upbringing. they think too separately.]
I'm not makin a schedule of this. [there's a difference between making something regular and setting things in stone. with as cautious as dabi is, it should be obvious he wouldn't want someone knowing where he's going to be for any period of time in advance. itadori only got less than 24 hours warning and even that was to a vague location.] I'll call you when I want to meet.
Can ya make this again? [dabi glances at the containers.] Enough for two if ya want to share.
[when itadori leans into him to... look at something, dabi doesn't respond to it. save for rolling his eyes a little and picking up a piece of tofu. but it'll be impossible for itadori not to feel the temperature rise close to his chest and shoulder when he brings himself into dabi's space. the villain runs hot, like there's a fire inside him that won't go out.]
Won't be meeting here. I'll find another place. [something tells him this guy has no idea what keeping a low profile and working covert missions actually entails.] Bring a burner if ya want.
[ignoring the fact dabi's his own burner. he's not letting itadori or anyone use him like that, dammit. might heat up a bath for himself or a pot of water to do some ramen, but fuck acting like people's personal fire--
food.
dabi pauses, one brow furrowing in suspicion and faint annoyance when he finds a hovering spiral of noodle, beef, and tofu floating in front of his face. he glances behind it at that smile and those eyes, understanding full well itadori expects him to open up... tch, this fucking kid...
...
...
tsk, he leans in and opens his mouth, letting him do what he wants. he'll eat it anyways.]