[congratulations. they are in a shady motel and have stolen the moment. touya lets it drop as strangely as it came, not sure what he wants to do with that. it veers dangerously close to those "feeling" things he has such a disconnect and discontent towards nowadays. this is the same guy who almost got killed by that villain he sent after endeavor, which dabi only responded with a "too bad he didn't" when shouto pressed him about it.]
Ya make getting steak sound so easy.
[then again, for a thief who didn't care about the rules, was it really that hard to get some steak? who knows. not like dabi can walk into a store and not set off the phone calls to the cops.
at least the two of them can agree on their father's scarring. touya's video made it clear he was the one behind that attack, the one behind that scar. sometimes he wishes he had been in each room to watch his mother, sister, and brother's reactions when that video played. got a front-row seat for shouto and enji's. his father's was the most enjoyable.]
Goin around wearin a buncha rubber skin sounds gross.
[says the guy covered in staples and purple flesh. touya heads over to the bed, pulling his arms over his head and stretching, bones and muscles creaking a little from the strain. until his shoulder gave a loud 'pop' and he kind of wilts, arms falling to his sides as that comfortable burn melts all down his limb. fuck, that felt good... oh, pants.]
Real thorough, aintcha.
[even as he says it, he unclasps the buckle of his belt and then flicks open his fly with his middle finger, thumb dragging the zipper down the front. one leg kicks up at the knee and dabi tugs off his boot, first one, then the other, before casually shucking his pants down his legs. a simple pair of black boxer briefs holds around his hips, not doing anything to hide the swath of scarred flesh covering touya's legs from the middle of his thighs all the way down to the ankle on one leg and the other covering to the center of his foot's instep. perimeters stapled like the rest of them.
down to his single remainder, he tosses his pants to the side and flops back on the bed, arms spread out on either side of him, eyes closed as he soaks in the cool of the sheets against his back.]
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Ya make getting steak sound so easy.
[then again, for a thief who didn't care about the rules, was it really that hard to get some steak? who knows. not like dabi can walk into a store and not set off the phone calls to the cops.
at least the two of them can agree on their father's scarring. touya's video made it clear he was the one behind that attack, the one behind that scar. sometimes he wishes he had been in each room to watch his mother, sister, and brother's reactions when that video played. got a front-row seat for shouto and enji's. his father's was the most enjoyable.]
Goin around wearin a buncha rubber skin sounds gross.
[says the guy covered in staples and purple flesh. touya heads over to the bed, pulling his arms over his head and stretching, bones and muscles creaking a little from the strain. until his shoulder gave a loud 'pop' and he kind of wilts, arms falling to his sides as that comfortable burn melts all down his limb. fuck, that felt good... oh, pants.]
Real thorough, aintcha.
[even as he says it, he unclasps the buckle of his belt and then flicks open his fly with his middle finger, thumb dragging the zipper down the front. one leg kicks up at the knee and dabi tugs off his boot, first one, then the other, before casually shucking his pants down his legs. a simple pair of black boxer briefs holds around his hips, not doing anything to hide the swath of scarred flesh covering touya's legs from the middle of his thighs all the way down to the ankle on one leg and the other covering to the center of his foot's instep. perimeters stapled like the rest of them.
down to his single remainder, he tosses his pants to the side and flops back on the bed, arms spread out on either side of him, eyes closed as he soaks in the cool of the sheets against his back.]
Ya know... ya always were my favorite ice pack.