[ Dabi is still trying to catch his breath, but he moves away from Shigaraki to yank his pants up. The view in front of him is too good to look away from, though, so he's still watching as he stands, tilting his head and letting his gaze run up the other man's body until it reaches his face. ]
Are you going to run?
[Shigaraki has posed the question to Dabi so many times, now it's his turn. But even so, he leans over the other man and starts untying the restraints from around his wrists. The skin underneath each tie is raw and bruising. It's Shigaraki's own damn fault for struggling so hard.]
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Are you going to run?
[Shigaraki has posed the question to Dabi so many times, now it's his turn. But even so, he leans over the other man and starts untying the restraints from around his wrists. The skin underneath each tie is raw and bruising. It's Shigaraki's own damn fault for struggling so hard.]