[ dabi closes his eyes, trying to keep himself from looking at the blonde in the crowd again. it's not him, he keeps telling himself. it's not him, it's not him, you don't want it to be him.
but that body, the hair, the sliver of skin. everything about him...
it's not him.
he scratches at the scars on his hands anxiously as he waits for the bartender to give him his next drink, but then there's someone up close to him, wrapping his arm around him and getting all cozy. dabi tenses hard- he fucking hates this- until he hears the voice that comes out of the man, going on about how he's been waiting, and to lay off...
oh fuck, now he's hearing things too. he really is going crazy in this place.
but as he turns his head in misery, he freezes up for a completely different reason. Keigo.
it's him, it's him, it's him. it really is him, and all dabi wants is for this handsy piece of shit to get off of keigo, enemy or not. ]
You heard him. Lay the fuck off, or do ya want me to break your neck?
[he says before he can stop himself. no violence allowed at Tucker's, but they'll just have to make an exception if this guy doesn't lay off. luckily the guy takes one good look at his scarred and stapled face, and fucks right off.]
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but that body, the hair, the sliver of skin. everything about him...
it's not him.
he scratches at the scars on his hands anxiously as he waits for the bartender to give him his next drink, but then there's someone up close to him, wrapping his arm around him and getting all cozy. dabi tenses hard- he fucking hates this- until he hears the voice that comes out of the man, going on about how he's been waiting, and to lay off...
oh fuck, now he's hearing things too. he really is going crazy in this place.
but as he turns his head in misery, he freezes up for a completely different reason. Keigo.
it's him, it's him, it's him. it really is him, and all dabi wants is for this handsy piece of shit to get off of keigo, enemy or not. ]
You heard him. Lay the fuck off, or do ya want me to break your neck?
[he says before he can stop himself. no violence allowed at Tucker's, but they'll just have to make an exception if this guy doesn't lay off. luckily the guy takes one good look at his scarred and stapled face, and fucks right off.]