[the heat that takes to dabi’s cheeks is cute. the former hero likes it. his big bad villain getting flustered is a pleasing sight. it’s far easier to see the dust of pink without the scars. those never did bother keigo in the past, but there’s something addicting about seeing dabi for who he truly should have been.
keigo wants to appreciate every little bit of dabi when given the chance. scars, no scars, the former villain was so damn beautiful.
he nods to dabi’s words. home for the former hero had shifted into this man with him. without having it, keigo has been so depressed. but now, now it’s back in his grasp. he was home.
keigo gets comfortable, hoping dabi joins him closely. he wants to take in the warmth, rub his fingers down dabi’s spine, nuzzle him affectionately. they deserved it. they’ve both been missing this for so long now.
and dabi comes to provide what keigo wants. he gets his former lover pressed against him, feeling dabi’s face against his waist. it gets a content sound from the bird, keigo adjusting to brush a hand through soft hair. oh. he’s deeply missed this. dabi was so warm and-
keigo blinks but gives a small, sad smile when he feels his shirt beginning to dampen. it gets the former hero to curl closer around dabi, wrapping his arms to the top of the spiky hair in a hug. keigo even lays a leg over dabi’s body, just to hold tighter to the other male.]
I’m here, Dabi. And I’m not going.
[keigo whispers, moving one hand down so he can rub soft circles along dabi’s back.]
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keigo wants to appreciate every little bit of dabi when given the chance. scars, no scars, the former villain was so damn beautiful.
he nods to dabi’s words. home for the former hero had shifted into this man with him. without having it, keigo has been so depressed. but now, now it’s back in his grasp. he was home.
keigo gets comfortable, hoping dabi joins him closely. he wants to take in the warmth, rub his fingers down dabi’s spine, nuzzle him affectionately. they deserved it. they’ve both been missing this for so long now.
and dabi comes to provide what keigo wants. he gets his former lover pressed against him, feeling dabi’s face against his waist. it gets a content sound from the bird, keigo adjusting to brush a hand through soft hair. oh. he’s deeply missed this. dabi was so warm and-
keigo blinks but gives a small, sad smile when he feels his shirt beginning to dampen. it gets the former hero to curl closer around dabi, wrapping his arms to the top of the spiky hair in a hug. keigo even lays a leg over dabi’s body, just to hold tighter to the other male.]
I’m here, Dabi. And I’m not going.
[keigo whispers, moving one hand down so he can rub soft circles along dabi’s back.]
I missed you so much.