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Ugh. [He grabs the pillow, pulling it over his head as he finished out the rest of his tantrum. Dabi's still insufferable. But man does that guy give excellent quality blowjobs. Not that Shigaraki would know what other qualities exist outside of the one's Dabi gives but- it feels good so it must be good.]

Fuck off.

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[ Dabi rolls his eyes and he wants to poke at Shigaraki some more, but he leaves him be, letting him finish his tantrum, or whatever. ]

Fine, boss. Whatever you say.

[He sits up and stretches, then tugs his shirt off and drops it down on top of Shigaraki as he gets up to mosey on over to the bathroom. He fully intends on getting that morning shower in. Rotten meat. Dabi'll show him]

[Shigaraki lays there, listening to Dabi get up and go to the bathroom. He waits for the sound of the shower before he finally sits up. He contemplates going back to bed- he really does just feel like taking a lazy Saturday. Instead he ends up stripping his shirt off, down to nothing but his underwear and gloves.

While Dabi's showering, he kind of absentmindedly plays with the other's discarded shirt. It's... a lot bigger than he expected it to be and he's not sure why he thought it would be smaller. Maybe it's old and worn out? Shigaraki doesn't know.]

[ Dabi takes a good, long time in the shower, just like he said he would. He doesn't care if he uses up the hot water for the entire building, this is his and he's going to take it. Every last ache from his muscles seem to melt away and he feels infinitely better once he gets out of the shower.

He grabs a towel and dries off, then realizes he didn't bring any clothes to change into, so he just pulls his sweats on from earlier and head out of the bathroom, toweling off his hair.

That's when he catches Shigaraki playing with his shirt and he pauses, raising an eyebrow at the other man. ]

The fuck are you doing?

Nothing.

[He doesn't even try to hide that it's absolutely not nothing. But how does he even start to explain what he's doing? Even Shigaraki doesn't understand the weird fasination with Dabi's shirt.]

Did you use all the hot water?

[ Shigaraki's nothing is quite unbelievable, but even though he's shirtless, he still lets the other man go at it. Whatever the fuck he's doing. If he wants to jizz on his shirt, Dabi supposes he deserves it, or whatever. ]

I used as much of it as I could, I told you I would.

[He sits back on the mattress, slinging the towel around his shoulder.]

You probably need a cool down anyway. You know, cause of your tantrum and all.

Huh.

[Shigaraki makes a small angry noise about the lack of hot water. He doesn't need a cold shower, he barely gets enough circulation going through that pale body of his to begin with. Then, hesitantly he pulls on Dabi's shirt.]

Asshole. Hope you melt the piercing in your dick.

Should've showered with me. Would've saved a lot on water.

[He shrugs like it's nothing at all, but when Shigaraki pulls his shirt on, Dabi goes quiet. Well, shit. He looks good. Not only that, but Dabi kind of likes seeing Shigaraki in his clothes, even if it's just a loose fitting worn out shirt... all the better.]

Pretty sure there are things a lot hotter than the shower I just took.

[Is that a compliment? It might very well be. Dabi can't help himself. Oh well.]

Yeah and stand in the cold without any water? No thanks.

[He's not really thinking when he pulled on the shirt. Maybe it was just a reaction to give up on the shower? He did strip down to his underwear so he could take one next but... if he's not going to do important things today then why should he settle for a cold shower?

The compliment, however, completely goes over his head though;] Like what? Your quirk?

No, asshole. Fucking christ.

[his amazement at Shigaraki's cluelessness only grows when he seems oblivious to the compliment. Maybe it's better for him and his current predicament of loose lips, but still... he kind of wants to tackle Shigaraki back onto the mattress and get his hands under that shirt.

Instead, he just lets his gaze wash over him.]

You, creep. You look good.

[it's about as awkward as when shigaraki told him he looked nice when he got out of the shower last night. how the hell did they even deal with that?]

[The realization what Dabi had meant earlier stuns him. At first he just stares at Dabi, and then he blinks- trying to work himself out of the stupor. Did he hear that correctly? You look good. He's not sure how to take it. But instincts knows, and his right hand immediately goes to scratch at his neck.]

Huuh??

[ Dabi moves forward and intercepts the Shigaraki's hand, pulling it away from his neck. Since he's this close anyway, he leans in and presses his lips against the other man's, giving him something else to focus on.

Yeah... huuh? seems to be an appropriate reaction to what Dabi said, so he can't actually fault Shigaraki for it, but he still looks damn good in his clothes and Dabi wants to tell him that too. ]

I like you in my shirt, asshole.

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[Dabi's distraction works because he doesn't even get mad that the other pulled his hand away. The itch is still there, it's always been there lingering but Dabi's presence seems to make Shigaraki forget to scratch it.

His shirt? Oh.

He still isn't sure how to react.]

It's only fair. [Yeah. That's how you do it.] You ruined my other shirt.

Well now that I know, I'll probably keep ruining more of your shirts.

[Shigaraki seems stunned, but at least he's not having a tantrum anymore. Dabi still can't stand those, even if Shigaraki is easy to tease.]

You're looking at me like a deer in headlights. What's the fucking matter?

[He tries pulling his hand away this time with a frown.]

It's nothing. Nothing's the matter.

[He doesn't really realize how shocked he is by the compliment. He's so used to Dabi called him ugly and disgusting.]

[ Dabi's eyebrow goes up, but he lets go of Shigaraki's hand. They're past the kicking and pushing stage now, apparently. Dabi doesn't know what this is either, but he hasn't really realized that he's given such a compliment when he usually says the opposite.

He just says what's on his mind and that was it.]

Okay, weirdo. Anyway, just keep the shirt. I'll just steal one of yours on my way out.

You sure you'll fit in my shirts?

[He isn't calling Dabi fat but... Dabi's shirt barely fits on Shigaraki. Even as he speaks, the shirt is slipping a little off of Shigaraki's shoulders. Maybe it's just something he's not used to.]

This shirt's too big for me.

I think it's just right.

[Dabi wants to lean over and bite at his shoulder, but he's not sure if Shigaraki would be open to more biting right away and Dabi... actually gives a shit? Maybe a little bit. Or maybe he's just too lazy to lean over.]

That shirt's big on me too. I'm sure I can find one of yours to fit myself in.

It's not big on you.

[Wiping jizz off with your shirts and pants isn't exactly ruining them Shigaraki but ok. Anyways, Shigaraki lays back on the mattress, looking over at Dabi with tired eyes.]

Don't ruin more of my shit.

Not as big as it is on you, no.

[He snorts softly, laying down next to Shigaraki, turning onto his stomach. He keeps himself pushed up on his elbows though, so he can still look down at the other man.]

Gotta say, Shigsy. If you're gonna have such an issue with jizz on your shit, maybe you should go fuck around with someone without a dick.

My shirts fit me, you're going to stretch them out.

[He narrows his eyes at Dabi and shakes his head.]

Your dick is fine. It's what comes out of it that's disgusting.

Does that mean all your shirts will then fit you like this one does? Because I have to say, that's not exactly deterring me.

[Dabi rolls his eyes. Seems like Shigaraki is still planning on being a child. Not that he's surprised, or anything. Not even annoyed, really.]

Hate to break it to you, but you can't have one without the other. I swallow yours down all the time and you don't see me whining about it.

No?? Cause I'll get rid of them if they're too stretched out.

[This is all definitely childlike. If he was even more childish, he'd reach out and flick Dabi like Dabi's flicked him in the past.]

Well there's the difference, you enjoy it.

Even if they look good? What a waste. I mean, it's not like you have many shopping options, asshole.

[Definitely feels like arguing with a child sometimes, but it's always what Shigaraki falls back on. Adults flick each other all the time! He could just bite Shigaraki instead, if that would work.]

Because I know it's a part of it. Because I'm not gonna be some princess about it. I was perfectly fucking fine going back to my room and taking care of it myself, you know. I can do that next time if it bothers you so much. You're the one who always wants to watch.

I could send you on a shopping excursion instead.

[He would too. Unlike Toga, or Magne, or really anyone else, Dabi could at least be trusted to get black clothing. It's not like their styles were too different from each other anyways. Sure Dabi might bring him back something awful but that's less of a risk with Dabi than the others.]

I like watching. You don't let me participate so why should I get the leftovers?