[he's suddenly alone and by himself again when dabi pulls away, but keigo can't blame him. they had to be careful around endeavor. still, a part of him is defiant, looking up at the number one hero even if his eyes betray how terrified he was.
he keeps his lips shut as endeavor speaks, with dabi's haughty replies coming right in. it makes him tense up though, especially when he sees the flicker of anger within endeavor's gaze.
all too quick, the number one hero snaps forward, sending a punch right at his son's jaw. keigo can't stop himself from trying to not reach out, yet a large hand grabs him by the hair, pulling him back, and closer to endeavor's body.]
S-Stop! He..I was told to behave! He told me to follow your rules!
[keigo talks without thinking, hoping it'd be enough to calm the grip of the monster down. he can feel his hair begin practically pulled from his scalp. but, the tugging lessens a bit, though endeavor's grip remains there.
from behind keigo, endeavor glares heavily at his eldest son. the punch was more for the attitude than anything else. he's not sure whether to believe the fallen hero either. for all he knows, these two could have conspired against him. not that they can get away with anything. they're both essentially quirkless.
"on your feet, touya." a feat he believes his son will fail in, but endeavor wasn't merciless. he lives to watch and inflict pain. "or i'll have your bird clean up the mess you're leaving all over my floor."]
[ dabi is taken aback by the force of the punch to his face, staples ripping along his cheek and blood filling his mouth immediately. he lifts his hand to his pace, ready to glare hard, but keigo gets grabbed instead and dabi tenses hard, trying to gather the strength to get up.
in his head, he'd love nothing more than to beat the shit out of his father. he has visions of being able to strangle him and watch his eyes roll to the back of his head.
for once though, it doesn't get worse right away, but dabi knows better than to say anything when keigo is far too close to endeavor, still completely naked. at those words, he knows he has to act, and he starts to try and push himself up to stand, pain shooting through his whole body. he barely makes it up before he collapses back down again, but then he squeezes his eyes shut and tries again. the last thing he wants is for keigo to have to clean up his blood and cum from the floor. this is bad enough as it is.
when he's almost standing he opens his eyes, but his vision is swimming from that punch to the face. when was the last time he even ate? he doesn't remember, but it doesn't help with how everything spins in front of him. he can feel his knees getting weak, but he won't let himself fall back down. he looks at keigo instead, trying to keep his breathing steady. ]
[keigo wants to struggle and squirm, wants to tell endeavor where to shove it, but a part of him, the part that cares so deeply for dabi, keeps the former hero still. he doesn't know if he'll always behave like this and follow dabi's desire to stay out of his way in terms with the other male's father. but, for now, he plays along. he'll come to a decision about it later.
it's so hard though, when dabi gets up, only to collapse. keigo's body tenses, and he tries to inch forward, yet endeavor's grip is hard and steady. keigo doesn't fight it. for dabi's sake, again.
the former villain tries again, and this time he's standing. but, for how long? keigo seriously doubts he'll make it anywhere in that condition. the man was skin and bones. frail. doesn't even look like he's had a meal recently.
he catches dabi's eyes finally, and it's then that the grip in his hair is removed. he's a little worried about moving forward despite wanting to, desiring nothing more than to assist dabi to the best of his ability. yet, that presence behind him keeps keigo grounded where he is.
"go. off to bed. we'll discuss arrangements in the morning concerning your pet." endeavor orders with a wave of his hand, turning away. "you're sleeping here, on the mess you left in the bed."
instead of leaving as keigo predicted, the number one hero goes to a cabinet along the wall. it's locked, as endeavor produces a key and pulled out a small blue box. it's tossed to the bed, with the cabinet relocked. "here. get yourself cleaned up properly, touya. you need to look half-decent by the end of the week."]
[ if he can stay on his feet long enough to get the next order barked at him from his father, maybe he'll make it. all he can try to do is think of the next step. he's relieved when endeavor releases keigo, and it gives him the strength to try and stand a little longer. he can do it.
if he has to walk back to his room though? he's not sure he can make it that far, so he's almost relieved when endeavor says he can sleep here. they can sleep here. together? it's almost too good to be true, but dabi really does keep his mouth shut this time.
his gaze follows endeavor once again, watching as he goes to the cabinet. another bit of relief. it only makes him wary though, because nothing is given for free. he knows he'll pay for this too, tomorrow mostly likely. for now, maybe endeavor will leave them alone. at least his father has always been predictable in that sense. once he gets what he wants, he goes right back to ignoring him.]
Yes, sir.
[he grits out, wiping blood from his mouth. he's not sure what's happening at the end of the week, but he's too tired to care right now.]
[keigo is more than curious when endeavor mentions the end of the week. he wants to know. he wants to hear what arrangements will be made. while he desires to know all of this, his mouth remains shut, eyes glued on dabi, making sure the other male doesn't collapse.
endeavor comes to scoff, but doesn't state anything more, heading to the door and shoving it open. it's slammed shut and keigo can hear the few locks, deadbolts it seems, that follow.
it matters little to him because he's walking the few steps to dabi, a hand pressing gently to the former villain's upper arm while his other is held out.]
Let me help you.
[he doesn't want dabi to collapse on himself again. and he'd rather get him cleaned up, just to avoid infections. the punch did a number on dabi's face. the staples probably need to be replaced...]
[ he can hardly believe it when endeavor is gone again. maybe he won't bother them again for the rest of the night. there are times when his father can't sleep, or gets a hardon in the middle of the night, and then he comes back- but maybe tonight tired him out more than usual. dabi can only hope.
it's a good thing that keigo is at his side once he does leave, because this is about all he could stand. when keigo holds his arm out, dabi grabs it, collapsing against him instead of the floor. ]
Fuck.
[he grits out, then spits blood from his mouth to the floor. it's not like it matters much anymore. there's plenty of blood and fluids already left behind from more than one occasion.]
Didn't think I was gonna make it.
[he looks down at himself and cringes. he's still half hard, and still has fluids leaking down his legs. he feels so disgusting, but he's too tired to pull away and deal with this on his own. especially when he has keigo here wanting to help him. if he was alone he'd just drop himself down into bed, but he knows keigo probably won't let him do that. he's not too keen on staying in his filth either. he just hates how bad it all must feel for keigo.]
At least there's a bathroom connected to this bedroom. Grab the kit and walk me over there if ya can.
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he keeps his lips shut as endeavor speaks, with dabi's haughty replies coming right in. it makes him tense up though, especially when he sees the flicker of anger within endeavor's gaze.
all too quick, the number one hero snaps forward, sending a punch right at his son's jaw. keigo can't stop himself from trying to not reach out, yet a large hand grabs him by the hair, pulling him back, and closer to endeavor's body.]
S-Stop! He..I was told to behave! He told me to follow your rules!
[keigo talks without thinking, hoping it'd be enough to calm the grip of the monster down. he can feel his hair begin practically pulled from his scalp. but, the tugging lessens a bit, though endeavor's grip remains there.
from behind keigo, endeavor glares heavily at his eldest son. the punch was more for the attitude than anything else. he's not sure whether to believe the fallen hero either. for all he knows, these two could have conspired against him. not that they can get away with anything. they're both essentially quirkless.
"on your feet, touya." a feat he believes his son will fail in, but endeavor wasn't merciless. he lives to watch and inflict pain. "or i'll have your bird clean up the mess you're leaving all over my floor."]
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in his head, he'd love nothing more than to beat the shit out of his father. he has visions of being able to strangle him and watch his eyes roll to the back of his head.
for once though, it doesn't get worse right away, but dabi knows better than to say anything when keigo is far too close to endeavor, still completely naked. at those words, he knows he has to act, and he starts to try and push himself up to stand, pain shooting through his whole body. he barely makes it up before he collapses back down again, but then he squeezes his eyes shut and tries again. the last thing he wants is for keigo to have to clean up his blood and cum from the floor. this is bad enough as it is.
when he's almost standing he opens his eyes, but his vision is swimming from that punch to the face. when was the last time he even ate? he doesn't remember, but it doesn't help with how everything spins in front of him. he can feel his knees getting weak, but he won't let himself fall back down. he looks at keigo instead, trying to keep his breathing steady. ]
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it's so hard though, when dabi gets up, only to collapse. keigo's body tenses, and he tries to inch forward, yet endeavor's grip is hard and steady. keigo doesn't fight it. for dabi's sake, again.
the former villain tries again, and this time he's standing. but, for how long? keigo seriously doubts he'll make it anywhere in that condition. the man was skin and bones. frail. doesn't even look like he's had a meal recently.
he catches dabi's eyes finally, and it's then that the grip in his hair is removed. he's a little worried about moving forward despite wanting to, desiring nothing more than to assist dabi to the best of his ability. yet, that presence behind him keeps keigo grounded where he is.
"go. off to bed. we'll discuss arrangements in the morning concerning your pet." endeavor orders with a wave of his hand, turning away. "you're sleeping here, on the mess you left in the bed."
instead of leaving as keigo predicted, the number one hero goes to a cabinet along the wall. it's locked, as endeavor produces a key and pulled out a small blue box. it's tossed to the bed, with the cabinet relocked. "here. get yourself cleaned up properly, touya. you need to look half-decent by the end of the week."]
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if he has to walk back to his room though? he's not sure he can make it that far, so he's almost relieved when endeavor says he can sleep here. they can sleep here. together? it's almost too good to be true, but dabi really does keep his mouth shut this time.
his gaze follows endeavor once again, watching as he goes to the cabinet. another bit of relief. it only makes him wary though, because nothing is given for free. he knows he'll pay for this too, tomorrow mostly likely. for now, maybe endeavor will leave them alone. at least his father has always been predictable in that sense. once he gets what he wants, he goes right back to ignoring him.]
Yes, sir.
[he grits out, wiping blood from his mouth. he's not sure what's happening at the end of the week, but he's too tired to care right now.]
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endeavor comes to scoff, but doesn't state anything more, heading to the door and shoving it open. it's slammed shut and keigo can hear the few locks, deadbolts it seems, that follow.
it matters little to him because he's walking the few steps to dabi, a hand pressing gently to the former villain's upper arm while his other is held out.]
Let me help you.
[he doesn't want dabi to collapse on himself again. and he'd rather get him cleaned up, just to avoid infections. the punch did a number on dabi's face. the staples probably need to be replaced...]
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it's a good thing that keigo is at his side once he does leave, because this is about all he could stand. when keigo holds his arm out, dabi grabs it, collapsing against him instead of the floor. ]
Fuck.
[he grits out, then spits blood from his mouth to the floor. it's not like it matters much anymore. there's plenty of blood and fluids already left behind from more than one occasion.]
Didn't think I was gonna make it.
[he looks down at himself and cringes. he's still half hard, and still has fluids leaking down his legs. he feels so disgusting, but he's too tired to pull away and deal with this on his own. especially when he has keigo here wanting to help him. if he was alone he'd just drop himself down into bed, but he knows keigo probably won't let him do that. he's not too keen on staying in his filth either. he just hates how bad it all must feel for keigo.]
At least there's a bathroom connected to this bedroom. Grab the kit and walk me over there if ya can.