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I'll let you cut my hair if you keep the fucking needles away from me.

[A compromise? Perhaps. He has a feeling Dabi isn't going to drop the topic of Shigaraki getting a piercing. But maybe the prospect of being able to cut the messy mop of blue hair would be distracting enough.]

I'm not picky. I just know what I like.

I can, huh?

[Well...yes, that definitely does pique his interest and maybe the piercing can be momentarily forgotten. Shigaraki knows both what he wants and how persistent he is. But his want for the haircut actually wins out this time. Probably until they get to the piercing place and then he'll be all over it again.]

What else do you like?

You can but you'll do what I ask with what I want for my hair.

[It'll probably be a "take one centimeter of hair off please." Nothing too bold or daring or out of his comfort zone.]

You'll have to be more specific than that, Dabi.

Sure, mophead. More or less. I won't fuck up your grungy look, don't worry.

[But Dabi is so good at pushing Shigaraki out of his comfort zone. Not that he'll push with something such as hair, but cleaning him up so he looks more presentable as their leader would probably not be such a bad thing.]

Maybe I wanna know what you like all across the board. But fine. What kinda foods do you like?

Dabi. [Dabi can try to make him look more presentable but there's a lot going against Shigaraki here.]

Plain food that's quick to make. What about you?

Tomura.

[Yeah, he's using your name for once. Well, twice. He still remembers when it slipped out as he came. He just couldn't help himself. But now he's saying it amused, with as serious of a face as he can manage.]

Look, I'm the one who has to look at you day in and day out. I'm not gonna fuck up your hair.

[He snorts at that answer. Should he even be surprised? Not in the least.]

Cold soba.

[He makes a face when his name gets used in kind and grumbles as he drops the subject. At least it got Dabi to forget about trying to push a piercing onto him.]

Really? Cold soba?

[Don't worry, he hasn't forgotten. Not the hair, or the piercing. He wonders which they should do first.]

Yeah. Any soba, really. And those delicious hamburgers we had the other night. What's your favorite plain and easy food?

Cold noodles are gross. [But then his answer is going to seem fairly childish;] Chicken nuggets.

[Finger food is really easy for him to eat because it requires zero efforts on his part to eat with his fucked up hands.]

They're not gross. They're also fast and easy so I don't know why you'd even say that.

[Yeah, he sort of gets the whole fingers foods thing. But noodles are not that hard either. Just a lot of slurping.]

I like chicken nuggets. Next time I'll get you the monster shaped ones.

Hot noodles are faster. You have to wait for cold noodles to be properly cold under the water.

[Ugh. He really wants chicken nuggets now. Fuck you Dabi for trying to find out more about him.]

Now I'm hungry and sleepy.

Hot noodles then, asshole. I love all kinds of noodles.

[As if it's some kind of massive discussion about noodles. But good, he hopes Shigaraki is yearning for those damn chicken nuggets.]

Me too. We'll get noodles and chicken nuggets tomorrow and save the hot dogs for another day.

Why? Because I'll embarrass you with a boring plain hot dog?

[Another joke. Shigaraki's full of them tonight.]

I'm going to bed, I'll see you in the morning.

Yeah, your hot dog is definitely the most embarrassing thing about you.

[He rolls his eyes, then grabs at Shigaraki's wrist.]

You're already in bed. Just close your damn eyes and go to sleep.

Ugh. You know what I fucking mean.

[But he closes his eyes, letting Dabi hold his wrist as he tries to let his body succumb to sleep. Trying desperately to ignore the phantom hunger for chicken nuggets.]

Yeah.... of course I fucking do.

[Hah.

For a moment there Dabi thought Shigaraki might get up and go back to his room and so his first instinct was to grab at him? Seems that way. Well, whatever. He's not going to be embarrassed about it. He slowly lets go of Shigaraki's wrist and just keeps his hand there nearby as he tries to fall asleep. He fully intends on sleeping in, too.]

[Eventualy, Shigaraki drifts asleep and doesn't wake up till late the next morning.

Weary red eyes open slowly, blinking away the haze of sleep as he forces himself awake. He turns to look over and see if Dabi's still with him, wondering if he should get up now to get ready.]

[ Of course Dabi is still with him, not having moved at all in the night. He's sleeping pretty damn peacefully, hands still outstretched and laying against Shigaraki's shoulder.

Late the next morning is still too early though. He'd rather just stay and sleep. ]

[He lays there watching Dabi sleep. He's content with taking a lazy morning and is in no hurry to get either of them up. Since Dabi's got his hand on his shoulder, and this is Dabi's room, Shigaraki can't even roll over to play some morning video games while he waits for Dabi to wake up.

Instead he just admires the other, taking in the details of Dabi's sleeping face. Like how many staples are in his face and the way his hair cascades over the pillow and his eyes. It's a soft moment for the League boss, to take in those details.]

[ Dabi sleeps for long enough that Shigaraki can take in every last detail if he wants to. And then he starts to stir awake, feeling eyes on him. But even half asleep he already knows whose eyes, because this is becoming such a regular thing now. It would be stranger to wake up without Shigaraki next to him.

He opes his eyes, flexing his fingers against Shigaraki's shoulder, then moves his hand to curl into the ends of his hair.]

Hey. You're staring at me.

Hmm? Where else would you have me look?

[What they have, waking up next to each other? Shigaraki likes it. It gives him an excuse to stay in bed just a little longer and clear his mind for the day. Having Dabi in bed also keeps him warmer at night. It's just a general good thing for Shigaraki all around.]

What were you dreaming about?

Mm. Nowhere else.

[Dabi yawns, rolling onto his back, but he keeps his eyes on Shigaraki and his hand in his hair. Dabi likes this too. Waking up next to Shigaraki makes things a little easier.]

I dreamt that we were swimming in a sea of blood that was actually ketchup and we had to climb onto these giant chicken nuggets to keep us afloat.

Ketchup is disgusting. I'd rather drown if that's how your dreams went.

[He turns onto his side since Dabi's finally up and considers sitting up. He enjoys Dabi's hand in his hair far too much though and so he remains laying down.]

You would rather drown in the ketchup that you hate instead of climbing on the chicken nugget and sailing to safety? That's not a very good plan.

[He snorts, starting to curl the hair around his fingers.]

So you hate ketchup too. Is there anything you actually like? Aside from chicken nuggets.

Foodwise? It depends. [He is a picky eater, maybe he'll show Dabi how he eats his chicken nuggets.]

I like video games and cartoons. [And you.] I like analyzing things and figuring out how they work.