What? Like keep a pair of spare clothes here? That's stupid.
[Actually it's brilliant. They should have done that a long time ago with all the blowjobs and handjobs they've been exchanging.]
I'll be back quick, I promise.
[He leaves Dabi's room to go get dressed in his own. True to his word, he is quick about getting dressed and comes back to Dabi's room a little while later in the usual go-out gear. A black hoodie, black jeans, and those red shoes. Whisps of blue hair stick out in small curls underneath the hood of the hoodie.]
[ Dabi bristles a bit, blowing his smoke toward Shigaraki. ]
If it's so stupid, bring me back the clothes I left in your room, then. Wouldn't want to invade your space.
[Asshole.
He waves Shigaraki off, then turns onto his stomach and continues smoking his cigarette while he lounges around. No point in getting up unless he really has to. Dabi isn't even close to surprised with the outfit Shigaraki comes back with. He's like the poster boy for some kind of trendy goth emo kid. Dabi snorts, an amused look on his face.]
[He also has a small bag at his side which he carefully tucks away safely into Dabi's closet. Looks like he did bring a change of clothes for future sleepovers. It's definitely a change of his own clothes with how he placed them into an actual bag. ]
What do you mean? [Ever the summer child. Shigaraki turns to look at Dabi, fanning the air in front of his face. You'd think he'd gotten used to the smell of smoke since Dabi is practically smoke and ash himself.]
[ Yeah, he hears the stomach grumble. He joins right along with it, with his own grumbling as he gets up, yanking his sleep clothes off so he can get dressed. ]
We're not having fucking chicken nuggets for breakfast so don't even think about it.
It took me five minutes, asshole. Fine, we'll get your stupid chicken nuggets.
[Look, he's not ready for hell this morning. Or a tantrum. And honestly he kind of wants them too. He did dream about them after all. He grabs his coat and shoves his feet into his boots, then ruffles up his hair and heads for the door.]
[ He does a quick check of the hall to make sure no one is around to pester them. The last thing he needs is Toga all up in their shit, being nosy about why Shigaraki is coming out of his room this early. Unlike Shigaraki, apparently, she knows not to wake him up this early. ]
[Shigaraki doesn't care. He's fully dressed this time so if anyone asks he'd say it was strictly business. When you're the boss, no one really questions where you go early or late. Usually.]
I know we're getting chicken nuggets, asshole. Where are we getting them?
[Apparently it's too early for Shigaraki as well.
Shigaraki has been the one to care the most when it comes to keeping up appearances, making sure nothing leaves their rooms. He should know that everyone questions them all the time, especially when it's far too early or especially late. Being the boss doesn't keep subordinates from being curious. Especially the gossipy ones they're surrounded by.]
There's not like, one big chicken nugget store specifically for chicken nuggets, you know.
I don't know? The chicken nugget store? [Maybe he's being obtuse on purpose to get a rise out of Dabi. Dabi teases him often enough, it's only fair if Shigaraki gets to push back with his own brand of teasing.]
You got any recommendations? [Otherwise they're going to McDonalds.]
[He grumbles, meandering closer to Shigaraki as they make their way outside. He grumbles some more because it's too sunny and now he knows exactly Shigaraki always wears those damn hoodies when he goes out, no matter how hot it is outside.]
Closest fast food place, or whatever. It's not as if we can go to a restaurant.
Alright, so McDonalds? You can have your breakfast then.
[It's still early enough for breakfast to be served at McDonalds. But Shigaraki is getting his chicken nuggets one way or another. Shigaraki takes the time to pull his hoodie up, making sure he's hidden even though Dabi's scarring is sure to draw attention. But it wasn't exactly like there were wanted posted for Dabi, not now anyways. Everyone was too focused on looking for the big man himself.
They make their way to the closest McDonalds.] Let's just take our food elsewhere when we get it, ok?
Yeah, sure. I love starting my day by putting garbage in my mouth.
[He's fine with it, really. He just wants to bitch about it some more. He does pull his collar up as high as it will go, though. It's really all he can do. At least the attention he gets will keep it off of Shigaraki. This is why he prefers to do most of this at night, but honestly, he wouldn't turn down the chance to get out and do something with Shigaraki either way.]
[Shigaraki understands they're going to get attention drawn to them. That's why he suggested they take their food elsewhere.]
A picnic? Sure. Whatever you want to call it. I just don't want people to stare at us.
[It doesn't take them very long to reach the nearest McDonalds. He doesn't waste any time in ordering twenty chicken nuggets, BBQ sauce, little packets of mayo and ketschup, as well as a large order of fries.]
[ He mostly doesn't care that they have to slink around sometimes, but lately it's been more than just a little annoying. Maybe it's because he has someone to do things with now and... he actually wants to do them. ]
Yeah, I get it. I'm just being an asshole.
[Dabi considers ordering breakfast food, but now Shigaraki's got the damn chicken nuggets stuck in his head, so he orders the same, minus the fries, but with a large black coffee. He pays for it all this time, grabbing the bags quickly once their food is brought out. They're already getting more than a few stares. ]
We could. [Either one of them could kill the entire place within mere seconds.] But they would find our place pretty quickly.
[He leads them away from the establishment, heading to a nearby park that's known for being relatively empty due to it's inconvenient location. Shigaraki purposefully seeks out a location that is not only secluded from any passerby but also shaded from the sun.]
[Dabi says, as if he would't be too lazy to go somewhere further for breakfast. Plus, then they would be screwing themselves out of a food spot and Dabi is not about that.
He follows along next to SHigaraki, and hey, it could definitely be a picnic if they wanted it to be. If they were into that kind of stupid, wholesome thing that people like them just don't get to do. Still, it's close enough.]
I was dreaming about your damn chicken nuggets all night, what else could I have gotten? Anyway, they sounded good. I'm just waiting for you to mix all that saucy shit you got together.
[As Dabi speaks, Shigaraki finds the perfect location for the both of them and makes a beeline right for it. He's still listening to Dabi though, as evident with the casual shrug he gives the other while walking.]
Are you going to try the sauce mix?
[He sits down in the shade, waiting for Dabi to join him so he can start eating already.]
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[Actually it's brilliant. They should have done that a long time ago with all the blowjobs and handjobs they've been exchanging.]
I'll be back quick, I promise.
[He leaves Dabi's room to go get dressed in his own. True to his word, he is quick about getting dressed and comes back to Dabi's room a little while later in the usual go-out gear. A black hoodie, black jeans, and those red shoes. Whisps of blue hair stick out in small curls underneath the hood of the hoodie.]
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If it's so stupid, bring me back the clothes I left in your room, then. Wouldn't want to invade your space.
[Asshole.
He waves Shigaraki off, then turns onto his stomach and continues smoking his cigarette while he lounges around. No point in getting up unless he really has to. Dabi isn't even close to surprised with the outfit Shigaraki comes back with. He's like the poster boy for some kind of trendy goth emo kid. Dabi snorts, an amused look on his face.]
How did I ever get so lucky.
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What do you mean? [Ever the summer child. Shigaraki turns to look at Dabi, fanning the air in front of his face. You'd think he'd gotten used to the smell of smoke since Dabi is practically smoke and ash himself.]
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You're....
[Dabi starts, then takes a long drag of his cigarette before putting it out. Look at him, being all considerate and shit.]
I don't know. I hate you.
[Wow. Lame]
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[Do you hear that small stomach grumble? Your boyfriend is hungry Dabi, feed him or he's going to go feed himself.]
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We're not having fucking chicken nuggets for breakfast so don't even think about it.
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[If you deny him these chicken nuggets Dabi, you better prepare for hell.]
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[Look, he's not ready for hell this morning. Or a tantrum. And honestly he kind of wants them too. He did dream about them after all. He grabs his coat and shoves his feet into his boots, then ruffles up his hair and heads for the door.]
You're fucking spoiled.
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[Realistically he waited all of fifteen minutes if you count the time it took Shigaraki to get ready. But he moves towards the door.]
C'mon. Let's go.
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Where are we going?
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[Shigaraki doesn't care. He's fully dressed this time so if anyone asks he'd say it was strictly business. When you're the boss, no one really questions where you go early or late. Usually.]
Or did you forget already?
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[Apparently it's too early for Shigaraki as well.
Shigaraki has been the one to care the most when it comes to keeping up appearances, making sure nothing leaves their rooms. He should know that everyone questions them all the time, especially when it's far too early or especially late. Being the boss doesn't keep subordinates from being curious. Especially the gossipy ones they're surrounded by.]
There's not like, one big chicken nugget store specifically for chicken nuggets, you know.
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You got any recommendations? [Otherwise they're going to McDonalds.]
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[He grumbles, meandering closer to Shigaraki as they make their way outside. He grumbles some more because it's too sunny and now he knows exactly Shigaraki always wears those damn hoodies when he goes out, no matter how hot it is outside.]
Closest fast food place, or whatever. It's not as if we can go to a restaurant.
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[It's still early enough for breakfast to be served at McDonalds. But Shigaraki is getting his chicken nuggets one way or another. Shigaraki takes the time to pull his hoodie up, making sure he's hidden even though Dabi's scarring is sure to draw attention. But it wasn't exactly like there were wanted posted for Dabi, not now anyways. Everyone was too focused on looking for the big man himself.
They make their way to the closest McDonalds.] Let's just take our food elsewhere when we get it, ok?
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[He's fine with it, really. He just wants to bitch about it some more. He does pull his collar up as high as it will go, though. It's really all he can do. At least the attention he gets will keep it off of Shigaraki. This is why he prefers to do most of this at night, but honestly, he wouldn't turn down the chance to get out and do something with Shigaraki either way.]
What, like a picnic?
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A picnic? Sure. Whatever you want to call it. I just don't want people to stare at us.
[It doesn't take them very long to reach the nearest McDonalds. He doesn't waste any time in ordering twenty chicken nuggets, BBQ sauce, little packets of mayo and ketschup, as well as a large order of fries.]
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Yeah, I get it. I'm just being an asshole.
[Dabi considers ordering breakfast food, but now Shigaraki's got the damn chicken nuggets stuck in his head, so he orders the same, minus the fries, but with a large black coffee. He pays for it all this time, grabbing the bags quickly once their food is brought out. They're already getting more than a few stares. ]
It's a shame we can't kill them all.
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[He leads them away from the establishment, heading to a nearby park that's known for being relatively empty due to it's inconvenient location. Shigaraki purposefully seeks out a location that is not only secluded from any passerby but also shaded from the sun.]
I'm surprised you didn't get breakfast food.
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[Dabi says, as if he would't be too lazy to go somewhere further for breakfast. Plus, then they would be screwing themselves out of a food spot and Dabi is not about that.
He follows along next to SHigaraki, and hey, it could definitely be a picnic if they wanted it to be. If they were into that kind of stupid, wholesome thing that people like them just don't get to do. Still, it's close enough.]
I was dreaming about your damn chicken nuggets all night, what else could I have gotten? Anyway, they sounded good. I'm just waiting for you to mix all that saucy shit you got together.
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Are you going to try the sauce mix?
[He sits down in the shade, waiting for Dabi to join him so he can start eating already.]