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[For all the air of manners, he let's himself in as soon as the door's open. He even goes as far as making himself at home in Dabi's chair.]

How did it go?

[Dabi will give him the answers without any of the bullshit. Sarcasm and jokes, yeah, but at least he can count on Dabi not to ramble on about details that aren't important. Spinner has yet to learn that art.]

Good I hope. Since you're back so early.

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[ Dabi turns, watching Shigaraki settle into his room. It's irritating, but he doesn't let it show. He kicks the door closed, then comes over and grabs the papers off the floor, handing them over. ]

It's a good spot. Less obvious than the other place. Who picked that out again? It was horrible. The biggest blind spot is an abandoned warehouse east of us, but if we set up surveillance, it shouldn't be a problem. You know they make those, right? We don't have to have some idiot constantly patrolling, or wonder who's at the door? Instead of watching static on your television, or that hand on your face, you could keep an eye out.

The rest is all written up so I don't have to waste time explaining.

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Don't worry, Kurogiri is setting up surveillance in the South and East side first. We don't have the numbers to keep a constant patrol it's true but we have to be mindful that the police and pro heroes are capable of messing with technology.

[He reads over the notes though, nodding at everything that agreed or suit well with him. Which was pretty much everything Dabi wrote. He's impressed- Dabi's pretty vigilant and even noted things other have not in their scouting missions.]

The warehouse may prove useful. We need to set up another Nomu factory... but that can wait.

[His voice trails off at the mention of the Nomus. Without his Master around... production on that end wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon. No more toys to use since they were all confiscated. It was frustrating.]

Excellent work Dabi. [He hands the paper back over.] Burn it. I've already memorized what you had to say.

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Hm. Yes. They probably would. Which is why we need more numbers. Don't you think it's time we stepped up recruiting? More of us need to be on top of that. Maybe those of us who aren't just going to bring any old trash off the streets. We have to recruit smarter.

[Creepy Nomus. They certainly get the job done in a pinch, but he's not sure if wasting more time and energy on creatures that barely distract the heroes at best. He's currently not in the mood to argue it though, so he just gives a nod. He knows they're lacking on the production front anyway.

He takes the papers back and burns them up in a blue flame, the remnants scattering at his feet.]

And you? You just got back. What else did you do?

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Is that something that would interest you Dabi? I've made the executive decision that we can't rely on Giran right now. We have to keep that momentum going.

[If only Dabi knew that he'd been chewed out by Kurogiri. But... that's the thing. Kurogiri makes sure to chew out Shigaraki or scold him in private as to not undermine his leadership so openly. He was still learning, even with his Master locked away.

He leans back in Dabi's chair, hands lacing together as they always do when he's relaxed or in deep thought.]

A little bit of everything. Toga won't be around for a while because she's doing a stealth mission. She failed to get more than one or two vials of blood and so I've told her to take responsibility for her lack of initiative. Twice is recruiting with his clones. I've asked him to look into a few specific individuals that have been making headlines underground.

[He rambles on for a little bit, being obtuse about certain details. From the sound of it- he actually did quite a lot. More than everyone probably did today combined with what Shigaraki entrusted to other people. Not to say no one else's job was important but, he'd gotten through his work quickly and effectively just like his Master and Kurogiri taught him.

By the end of his laundry list of things he'd done, he's scratching at his neck again.]

It's all boring stuff but I did what had to be done.

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Yeah, I guess.

[He's very interested in that, actually. Not that you could tell from his reply. But he wouldn't have made suggestions if he didn't want to do it. If he puts the idea out there, he'd rather see to it as well. He has no idea that Kurogiri chewed Shigaraki out about the very same thing, but like Kurogiri, Dabi is always about the logical next step.

He's still standing there next to the chair, crossing his arms as he listens to the other man go on about his day. None of it seems unnecessary and there's a lot more on the list than Dabi would have credited the other man. Maybe that's why he stays. He knows that at least something is working. He knows Shigaraki is probably a better leader than Dabi often gives him credit for.

What bothers him are the small, childish things that blow up without a moments notice. Shigaraki is too in touch with his emotions and that makes him reckless. ]

You could give those of us with more than half a brain some more jobs to do.

[He comes over and snatches Shigaraki's hand away from his neck. It's raw and bloody, much worse than it was before he left this morning.]

Stop.

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Take on recruiting then. We're stuck for a while.

[He should give out more of his tasks but a lot of his stuff on his list today were things that just happened to pop up. The kind of chores that you do one after another because they're convenient. Like doing the dishes that leads to wiping down the table and then mopping the floor and then taking on the rest of the house. It's a kind of motivation that once you get going, you find all sorts of other menial yet important tasks.

When Dabi grabs his hand, Shigaraki glares and tries pulls away.]

Let go, ok?

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I will.

[He never likes to hear the word 'stuck' but he supposes for the time being that's where they are. Maybe that's why he's getting restless. No matter, the recruiting will help.

Shigaraki doesn't have to pull hard. Dabi lets go, but glares down at him as well. He doesn't know why this particular thing always pisses him off, but it does. ]

You're disgusting. Are we done here now?

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[He scratches at the bloody mess one more time, almost like he was trying to spite Dabi. It is disgusting, that habit. It's gotten worse again because they're stuck and Shigaraki doesn't like it. It's stifling and fills him with anxiety that just never ends. But in ways it has gotten better too. He went the whole day without scratching, only to bloody himself raw like a junkie when he got back.]

We're done with business.

[Says Shigaraki, not making a move to get up. In fact he's quite comfortable in Dabi's chair anyways.]

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[ Dabi watches the hand return to Shigaraki's neck and all he can do is shake his head condescendingly. Weak, he'd usually say out loud at this point, but he has a feeling that would only get Shigaraki to scratch even harder.]

Then you can see yourself out.

[Dabi moves past Shigaraki and flops down in the couch, which essentially puts Shigaraki out of view, so Dabi can act like he's very much ignoring him. He knows where this is going of course, but it's always nice to hear Shigaraki say please.]

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You didn't say please and after I taught you how last night. Tch. [What are they? Five?] Besides... you're always in my room when you're bored.

[He's still not moving. He's tempted to ask the other if Dabi got the gloves they'd discussed last night but... he's not that eager. Besides. The gloves meant having a conversation about the other thing and even though everything pointed at yes, Shigaraki was still adamant about not giving in so easily.]

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I guess some lessons just don't want to stick. Care to teach it to me again? [Definitely five] Seems like you've already scratched plenty of itches today. I'm not sure if you're all that bored.

[Dabi grabs the remote next to him and flips the TV on. The news, of course, going on about some pro heroes coming in to save the day, with Endeavor taking the lead. Such fakes. All of them. He can't wait to burn them all to the ground. He quickly shuts the TV off and lets the remote drop to the floor as he stands up, heading back over to the other man.]

What do you want?

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Asshole. I worked all day.

[At least he's stopped scratching for now. It's clear he's staying a while because in the time that Dabi turned the TV on, Shigaraki has kicked off his shoes, putting his bare feet up on Dabi's chair. It was... surprisingly more comfortable than the meager office chair he had in his room.]

I'm bored. Entertain me. [Sound familiar?] I'm sure you have some trick up your sleeve to show me.

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[ Shigaraki is getting so unbelievably comfortable in his room, without any invitation to do so, which isn't exactly what Dabi did, but he still gets his words thrown back at him. ]

Hah. Cute. Are you just going to repeat everything I've said because it sounds better than anything you have to say?

[Dabi grabs the chair handles for a moment so he can put his foot against it. Then with a good kick, he sends it rolling back against the wall. It hits with a slam and Dabi waits to see whether Shigaraki will fall out of it, or manage to catch himself.]

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[It happens too fast for Shigaraki to even retort back with any witty comment because it's a blink and you miss it moment when the chair goes rolling backwards. Of course Shigaraki tries to catch himself. But with the way he's sitting in the chair, the forward momentum suddenly hitting the wall ejects him out of the seat. Grabbing onto something would only bring the chair down with him. So he goes crashing to the floor, head over heels.

Fucker. That actually hurt.]

Dabi! You fucker.

[Shigaraki tries to untangle his feet from the chair. Dabi's extremely lucky that his little stunt didn't send the hand on Shigaraki's hair flying out of the way.]

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[ Bummer. He was hoping Shigaraki would lose the hand.

In any case, he grins sadistically at the heap of moppy hair and worn out black, tangled on the floor. He kicks at Shigaraki's shoes as he walks over there and grabs Shigaraki's shirt, hauling him up and slamming him against the wall. It's A Lot, he knows it. But he's angry at the TV, and annoyed that he didn't have more to do today.

One thing is faster than the other and the moment Shigaraki's back hits, Dabi is already leaning in, running his tongue up along the cracked, bloody skin at Shigaraki's neck. ]

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[He fights when Dabi hauls him up, trying to wretch free. Dabi's too fast though- nearly knocking the wind out of Shigaraki when he's slammed into the wall. It's hard enough that it knocks off the damn hand on his head and for once in his life- Shigaraki doesn't notice.

Dabi's tongue stings against the open wounds on his neck. But it's a good kind of sting, one that has Shigaraki hissing and trying to crane away from it. He can't help but squirm as he fights hard to push the other off because he's still livid about being kicked around. Literally.]

Dabi!

[Fuck when did this become such a turn on, Shigaraki wonders.

Only when he tries to headbutt the other does he realize that his hand has fallen off.

Now he's really upset. He doesn't even try to shove the other off- practically leaps for that damn hand to make sure it's alright.]

lolol i just came across this https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DhquP3HUEAASNR2.jpg

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[ Dabi isn't sure what tastes worse- the skin, or the blood. Even worse than that, he likes it. There are so many horrible, disgusting things about Shigaraki, but in the end, he likes those things too.

He also really likes it when Shigaraki is caught in a tight spot, trying to fight him and wrench free. He lets his tongue run up along as much of the wounds as he can, before he knows he'll get shoved off completely because he can practically feel the anger vibrating in the other man.

He swings away when Shigaraki leaps away toward the hand. He didn't notice it was missing either, he was so damn focused on that crusty neck. ]

Whoops.

[he says as if it was no big deal at all. ]

omg the upcoming game is a god damn treasure... look up shigaraki's laugh in that game

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[The hand's alright, thankfully. He picks it up gingerly and sets it on the chair for safe keeping. Dabi's not to be trusted with father on him if he's going to man handle him like this.

He can't help but rub furiously at his neck in rage, especially since the saliva has him feeling like he's been burned. Shigaraki's even making little anger grunts like a toddler would when expressing their anger and emotional frustration. In a flash, he's lunging at Dabi- red eyes practically bloodshot with rage. This is what Dabi wanted- egging the other man on like this.

It's a bit different from yesterday when they were fighting and Shigaraki was actively trying to kill Dabi. This time he wants to humiliate the other. So his middle fingers are noticeably raised to avoid his quirk activating.]

omfg lol amazing, its gonna be in my head forever now

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[ The hand is always alright, isn't it?I It's damn near impenetrable, it seems. And still, Shigaraki runs after it like a child. Irritating, especially when Dabi was doing such nice things to his neck.

He knows it's coming, of course. He had pushed the other man into this, but Shigaraki is fast this time, fueled by all that rage, and Dabi doesn't get a chance to move completely out of the way. He doesn't light up his flames either, because that's not what this is about. ]

Still bored?

i can't wait for this game

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[His hand grabs Dabi's neck, squeezing tight with his middle finger raised. He doesn't respond to the question, just slams the other into the wall. It's easy to forget with how bony and disheveled Shigaraki is that he's admirably strong too.

He gets up in the other's face, growling and hissing like a rabid cat. Shigaraki doesn't know what to do, as usual. On top of the inexperience with the sex they've been having the past week, he's still learning how to deal with his emotions. He feels them too strongly it's true but sometimes he has moments of clarity. Of peace. Of control.

Today, he's got control.

Shigaraki, with his grip still tight, pushes forward in a bruising kiss. Eyes open as he starts to squeeze a little bit.]

i hope i can play it at some point!

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[ Dabi certainly doesn't mind this kind of contact. Relishes in it, even. If Shigaraki wants to humiliate Dabi, he's not going about it the right way. But Dabi isn't complaining, or trying to push the other off of him. He embraces the pain of his head getting knocked back, and the way Shigaraki's fingers dig into his scarred flesh.

Though it's harder to breathe, Dabi still manages a small smirk when Shigaraki leans in, growling. It was worth sending him flying off the chair for this.

He's expecting more violence, but the kiss is harsh enough and Dabi feels more of his air being sucked away as he kisses back, his hands moving to grip the front of Shigaraki's shirt. He means to push him off just then, he really does, but he just ends up curling his fists tighter into the black fabric. ]

forgot to say- hard same i hope i get to play it too

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[The thing about Dabi? It's hard to humiliate him. Nothing ever phases him and anything Shigaraki has tried to use in the past always just rolls off the other like water on skin. But there is one thing Shigaraki might try.

With his grip firm on Dabi's neck, his other hand snakes down to Dabi's crotch, mindful of his thumb as he palms at the other through his pants. He presses harder into the kiss as he does this- teeth catching Dabi's lip.

For once? He's got Dabi trapped against the wall. Maybe he just needed a healthy dose of rage to get him going with his initiative rolls.]

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[ This isn't exactly the kind of initiative Dabi wanted him to take and he doesn't think the other man will do it, until he does, and it's too late.

Now, those hands curled into Shigaraki's shirt finally do try to push him away, and he squirms, trying to move his head out of the kiss and press his back further against the wall, away from the hand on his groin. When it doesn't work, he moves a hand into Shigaraki's hair, grabbing at it and trying to tug him away, a sound of protest escaping into the kiss. ]

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[He doesn't let Dabi push him off so easily. He rubs his hand harder, presses his other hand harder into Dabi's neck, and bites down on the other's lip. Ensuring that he's trapped there for a good while longer. It's almost like he's never going to leave. The squirming and sounds of protest certainly help fuel this dark madness.

But he isn't needlessly cruel because he does pull back, stepping away from the other with his hands raised in mock surrender. A nasty smile curling up on his lips.]

Sad.

[Shigaraki laughs. His mood doing a complete 180 from uncontrollable anger to unstoppable laughter.]