Idk why this personal shigadabi playlist of mine somehow made a story/fic timeline? Like, hear me OuT- //btw I've never written anything so pardon me-
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The two have been together ever since the first ever they decided to take a first step to getting along when in need of working together. They tolerated each other first after days, weeks, months even, of denying their not-so-different background after opening up to each other one day on a rooftop after hours, sharing some smokes courtesy of Dabi being the influencer. It was funny given how Dabi is the type to keep everything to himself, yet there he was, borderline vent out to his boss. And vice versa. They both understand how not giving any two cents after is respectable, it was the last thing they need anyway. Months of a relationship have lasted enough for them to get comfortable around each other. They even share a room under the hideout roof.
You see, Shigaraki is the one who has the tendency to question —everything— in this defective funky relationship. He's very verbal, contradicting Dabi in which he'd prefer to act it out rather than spew meaningless empty words. He had enough of empty compromising words from his father back then, so words are more likely meant to be empty unless it's acted out. Yet whenever Shigaraki would call him beautiful every time they kissed, he'd melt away. He's literally smitten.
Honestly, it was a game of cat and mouse, pulling and pushing, but they managed to get things through. Unfortunately one day, they had a significant disagreement on both ends.
For Shigaraki he couldn't even figure out what he had to say to save this relationship, and as for Dabi, he did the wrong thing to leave him alone in his thoughts and began his self-destructive routine. It was torturous. Shigaraki couldn't be saved from his ongoing anxiety-inducing thoughts unless there was an external factor that could ease up his mind. Dabi's been the reason Shigaraki is calm and collected whenever he's around. But Dabi likes to run. He would leave the premise to calm himself up before he could ever backfire the situation on himself. Sure hurting Shigaraki was probably the best answer for the conflict they have inflicted on, but seeing him getting hurt was another thing he'd never forgive himself for. Shigaraki loathe the idea of separation. He ended up pinning the hatred onto Dabi. He could've easily dusted him out of his existence, but Shigaraki also loathes the idea of where Dabi is gone forever. They're both in a dilemma for a good amount of time. They weren't even sure if they were still a thing or not.
It's been long enough for both of them to be in their withdrawal stage. But eventually, they adapted to their own situations. Keeping their distance even in the same room was probably best for them to keep everything to themselves. Ever so slightly though, they'd steal a glance at each other. Fickle of moments where they were together would crawl out. They —hate— it.
How they relied on each other, how they were both the most thoughtful of each other, how they both understood each other, how calming it was for Shigaraki to be around Dabi, how amusing it was for Dabi to tease the hell out of Shigaraki, how admittedly jealous Dabi was whenever he sees Shigaraki game with Spinner sometimes, how addicting it was for them kissing all of the scars they have on each other every night, how they were all over each other. How basically perfect they are for each other.
Dabi couldn't take it, his thoughts were running all over the place. He even almost got himself exposed and probably killed on his scouting. So he chose to drown it out by drinking a. lot. one day. That was where Shigaraki found him by his bedroom door. Honestly, the man himself was unfazed yet very much anxious. Dabi was about to pass out by then but thankfully still functioned enough for Shigaraki to easily dragged him inside and let him rest on his bed for the night. Shigaraki sometimes knew Dabi would recklessly drink to the brink of passing out to avoid problems, or in a recent case, runoff. As Shigaraki was about to go out and decided to crash on the couch, Dabi said something Shigaraki wished he was rather be deaf for.
"You're the only one, Shig."
Then there was a long pause, Shigaraki wasn't sure if he should reciprocate or not.
"I admit.. it was scary at first knowing I'm capable of.. the fuckin L word." Dabi scoffed. Shigaraki could sense Dabi grimaced at that even without looking, but he would also do about the same anyway.
"You've changed me in a way that made me feel human again somehow."
"You should sober up."
"No. Shut the fuck up and let me do the talking now, and I'm sure as hell I will remember shits."
Shigaraki decided to turn around and finally face him, still keeping a good distance.
"It was very wrong of me, I knew. But really it was best for me also to distance myself from you given I know how overwhelming this can be for you. All the things you said to me, I know damn well you mean it. And I'm very grateful for that. For everything you did too. Frankly.. I don't want us to separate, ever."
Dabi sat up to meet the red eyes staring, honestly, those eyes were the first thing he had fallen for. "I don't expect you to forgive me, I just wanted you to know how much I've been introspecting myself for us. Well, if you want this to continue that is. I-" he paused, almost choking on his words "And I'd agree to whatever really... Just, let's drop this, Shig. We had many fights before but this one.. for once in a lifetime I regret choosing the fleeing option. You did say I could have anyone I want, right? Well, I'm sorry to say that I only want you, no one else."
Shigaraki stood there astonished, for once he couldn't say anything. He stepped closer holding out his hand and hovered it beside Dabi's face.
"Just say the word, Shig. Then I won't bother you anymore. You can decide."
Shigaraki couldn't come up with something that could be the answer to that, no. He was sure he didn't want Dabi out of his life, and he finally got the things he always wanted with him around. Though with how he implied it, he thought he had enough of him on his end. But he kept it at bay to prevent any more damage and repeat the thing he probably did on his term that landed them in this situation. With how little Dabi talks anything can be so ambiguous. Poor Shigaraki with his next to zero knowledge of relationships, well that was before Dabi. They really have been influencing each other to be a better version of themselves, on their own term that is. He knew one way.
Shigaraki lifted up Dabi's jaw for him to meet his gaze only in a matter of seconds before closing the distance between them. He could feel Dabi tense up a little before finally melting on Shigaraki's touch, he reciprocated well at that. Dabi hooked his arm around Shigaraki's neck to hold him and Shigaraki's around Dabi's waist, they needed it. Eventually, they had to break the contact for some air, their foreheads touching.
"If you're dying to know, I'd say let's keep this. Heck even stay by my side, always, please."
"Your pleading is the last thing I want to hear, I'd unconditionally give everything I have of me, boss." Dabi slurred out his words.
"Dumbass." Shigaraki chuckled under his breath, relieved at how things turned out.
