You're Not Alone || Compress & Dabi Fic
Scenario: Dabi has been going through one of his traumatic episodes, so Compress helps calm him down. Deciding once his calmed down enough to give him a dose of serotonin his never heard of before.
This is NOT a ship, I see Compress more as a father figure towards Dabi and the other's, nothing more.
Compress had arrived after having his shift done, it wasn't anything much, only a scout around the base too make sure no heroes or witnesses noticed the hideout. He took his top hat off and his jacket, placing them on the clothes rack beside him, it seemed like everyone else was asleep besides Kurogiri, I mean, he didn't need sleep since he was just a walking misty storm.
"Welcome back, Press." Greeted the warp quirk holder, receiving a humble smile from the other, "Ah, why thank you, Giri." Being parent figures to the league, they usually got along very well, Kurogiri being the house mum, while Compress was the working dad. After their rather long chat, it grew into midnight, the marble user yawning, "You should head to bed." "Figures." He chuckled, patting the other's shoulder, "See you in the morning." Spoke the magician, walking towards his room.
As he was walking through the hall, he noticed a room's light wasn't turned off, specifically, Dabi's. After knowing the flame user for quite the while, he got told tiny parts about his childhood, nothing extreme as he didn't trust the league fully, bit it was enough to know his younger self didn't have a good life.
"Dabi, are you awake? Why is-" He stopped his ask to only hear choked sobs, he immediately went to open the door, obviously, Dabi didn't know that anyone would notice since he didn't see him go to his shift, thinking he could manage it all on his own. This hurt Compress on the inside, seeing his flames rise, seeming he was trying to control it, it must be a experience his brain revived, and oh how it made his throat dry from the most pained cries that came from the scarred male. He didn't care, he immediately pulled him into his arm's, taking the burns that took over, the stoic male doing his best to pry him off, a choked 'leave' escaping his lips.
"No, you are suffering." He scolded, tightly hugging him, patting his back. Slowly, the flames died down, and the empty eye's hadn't made any tears due to his tear glands being burnt off. "Thank.. you.." Stated Dabi, gripping onto his shirt, his knuckles turning white from such the tight grip, it was relieving to see he broke out of it, but to see his terrorized gaze, shooting up at his eye's and into his shoulder. It was just too painful to watch him suffer. "Do you want me to tuck you in?" Compress asked, patting his back gently and rubbing the back of his head, Dabi making a small nod, "If you tell anyone, I-" "I won't." He stopped him, Dabi gaping before closing his mouth, having no other word's to say.
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After what seemed like ages of silent cuddling, Dabi got up, Compress following along as he saw him lay in bed, the magician tucking him in just the way he liked it, going to leave, "Wait." Dabi said, making him pause in his steps, "Don't go, please." He said, he didn't know what to say, only smiling tiredly as he walked over, sitting on the side of his bed, the mattress squeaking as the added weight was setted down. "What do you need?" He asked, Dabi sighing, "I- uhm, do you mind staying? I'm scared." He said, Compress smiling, "I can't, but, I can help relieve you from your nightmare." He said, seeing the confusion rise in the other, it was rather amusing seeing how confused he could be, but this was serious, "What do you mean by that?" The blue flame user questioned, making Compress smile, "You see, there's this little game called "Tickling." Heard of it?" He'd ask, his haw dropping in pure sadness as Dabi simply shook his head, "No, I've never even heard of it."
No..
That's going to change on Compress' watch.
He immediately latched his hands onto his side's, gently circling his thumbs at the area, seeing he was new to this, he wanted to keep it nice and soft, to his sadness, he didn't seem ticklish there, he tried his ribs, no reaction, same went for other places. But there wasn't one spot he tried yet.
"This is what it is? It feels like nothing." Was all Dabi said, "I.. how? No one isn't ticklish." He said, "Well, I a-" he snorted.
A
SNORT!
This was incredible, he found it!
"Oh?~ guess it just took time to find this sweet area~" He began to tease, Dabi's remaining skin of his face beginning to redden up, he was blushing!
"W-Wahait! Comprehess!" He had gripped uselessly at his paled wrists, Compress couldn't help but poke his pointer finger's all around his stomach, dragging out every snort and chuckle, before actually trying. He spidered his eight finger's around his stomach under his bottom ribs, while his thumbs curved and dipped above his hips on his lower stomacg, and this drew out the most loudest howls of pure torture out, he was cackling, thrashing side to side while immediately taking the pillow that supported his head and using it to muffle his bellowing rich laughter, it was like hearing an banshee become a part of the orchestra, which made Compress laugh.
"MEHERCY! JEHESUS FUHUCKING CHRIHIHIST! MAHARBLE BIHITCH STOHOP!" Roared the scarred male, resulting to Compress stopping, patting at his side, "Wow, I didn't even get your bare tum tum and all you did was howl at the moon~" He cooed, Dabi covering his face, "Shut up, never say tum tum again, it's stupid." He said, Compress laughing.
"But you have got such a ticklish tum tum!~"
"I do not, now let me sleep."
"Fine, goodnight."
"Night."