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S'hot when ya do that.

[ Dabi says as he watches Keigo rip open the package with one of his feathers. He takes the pliers from him, testing them out. They seem to be just the right size. ]

Now come back over here and watch.

[He rather liked having Keigo pressed against his back while he does this, even if it really is gross.]

Nice to be the hot one for a change.

[ he goes back over there, happily plastering himself along Dabi's back again. ]

You're always hot.

[ he leans back into keigo a little, gripping the staple with the pliers. he looks in the mirror, digging around a little into the scarred part of his skin until he finds the hole and pushes the staple through with a slight wince. he has to stretch the skin upwards so he can hook the other side of the staple into his unscarred skin, then uses the pliers to try and tighten it up a little better so it doesn't fall out again. it isn't laying as completely flat as he'd like it to, so he knows it'll get irritated, but it's the best he can do for right now.

it bleed a little cause the skin is raw but he knows keigo will clean it up again. ]

There we go. When I go back to my place I'll fix it up better.

[ he watches with some sort of morbid curiosity and fascination. ]

You should just leave a stapler here. Or, I dunno. I can get you one.

[ he's never had anyone watch him do this before and it's strange, but he watches keigo's reaction in the mirror now. ]

What, you're gonna go steal one for me?

I can buy you one, asshole.

Oh, right. People do that.

[ he snorts, fussing with the staple a little until he turns around in keigo's arms and gives him a small pout, pointing to it so the other man can clean it up some more. maybe put something soothing on it.

apparently he really has gotten spoiled, huh. ]

[ he laughs quietly, grabbing a new sheet of gauze and the disinfectant, as well as a tube of numbing antibiotic. he keeps his his touch just as careful, just as gentle, as he cleans up the new blood and dabs the antibiotic on. ]

Do you want a band-aid too?

[ this has never been a peaceful, comforting scenario, and while it still hurts, that part doesn't even matter anymore. he gives keigo a small smile as thanks. ]

Nah, it's good now. And yeah, if ya wanna get me a stapler to keep here, I could use one.

[ he's definitely going to now. ]

Cool. What should I know? Any brand preferences? Staple sizes?

Dunno... the one I have fits these staples and I don't even think it's any specific brand. Just been usin' the same shitty one I snagged for years.

[ He holds up one of the unused staples for keigo to take with him if he wants to. ]

[ takes it, bringing it up to his eyes for a closer look. ]

Gotcha! I'll figure it out, don't worry.

[ and next time dabi shows up, he's going to find a state of the art, top of the line stapler to go with his staples. plus a couple packs of unopened, sterile staple replacements ]

[ Dabi leans in and places a soft kiss against Keigo's lips, sliding his arms to hook around the small of his back. ]

Thanks.

Ya know, I've never let anyone watch me do that before.

[ he smiles, winding his own arms around dabi's neck and playing with the soft hair at the base of his skull. ]

Thanks for letting me.

Well, I wasn't gonna get ya to stay in bed, now was I.

[ that wasn't all it was though, and he gives keigo a small smile so he knows it. ]

[ he laughs, leaning in to press their foreheads together. ]

Yeah, yeah. You're gonna save me from a life of being a lazy bastard.

Don't be so sure about that. Every time ya get up while you're tryin'a heal, ya gotta stay in bed for another hour.

[ as if that's gonna happen. but he can try. keigo's gotten him to be a lot more spoiled and lazier so it's only fair. ]

What? Noooo, c'mon. You'll stay with me at least, right?

Yeah. 'Course I will. Gonna hang out here for a while, that ok?

[ he gives keigo a small smirk, cause he knows perfectly well that it is, but he likes to hear keigo ask him to stay. he gives him another soft kiss, then starts moving him backwards, out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom. ]

Duh. Mi casa, su casa, or however it goes.

I dunno what that means, but sure.

[ He snorts, walking them all the way back to the bed, then lets go, trying to pull his arms free of Keigo's hold. ]

Come on, ya clinger. Ya gotta let go cause I ain't rollin' ya on the bed. That'll hurt your insides.

My insides are fine.

[ not really, but that's not the point here. ]

Also, your'e warm. And cuddly!

Yeah, yeah, I know ya got magical healing quirks thrown at ya, but I ain't takin' any chances. I ain't gonna be shit at takin' care'a you.

[ keigo is the type to tell him he's fine even when he's not. he knows this, because he's the same way. ]

I'll cuddle ya like two seconds later, just let go and get into bed like a fuckin' normal person!

[ he huffs but obeys, and then grimaces as it jostles the plug inside him. ]

Ah... I hate to bring this up, but...

[ he shoots an apologetic look up at dabi. ]

Much as I love havin' ya keepin' me nice and warm from the inside, I think I need it out for a bit.

[ Dabi's eyebrows shoot up as he climbs onto the bed after Keigo, sliding a hand up his leg. ]

Yeah, okay. Guess I should wait before fuckin' ya again anyway. Lay on your back.

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