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Shoto only flinched in surprise, not anticipating Touya being awake this early. Quickly adapting, he allowed himself to be pulled close. Rather than fighting and earning himself a punishment, he learned quickly to push down his disgust at the incestuous behavior.

Still, a shiver ran the length of his bare body as the soft rasp bounded off the shell of his ear, penetrating deep inside his ear canal, leaving no part of him safe from violation. Even if his mind could detach from the truth of the situation, some deep part of him still reacted. Perhaps the part that softly told him to throw himself through that window and join the sparkling crystals tumbling to the ground below? Would laying bloody and broken in the dirt be preferable?

Without thinking, he turned his head to catch the rough line of Touya's mouth. The kiss was robotic, nearly programmed into the youngest Todoroki's flesh. When he figured it had gone on for an acceptable amount of time he drew back. Touya's sickly warmth should have been comforting, considering how chilled Shoto felt after the heavy throes of the aphrodisiacs he consumed earlier wore off, but the fluids still dripping down his thigh left him unable to get comfortable.

"S...now," he mumbled, voice raw and scratchy.

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Touya's reaction struck Shoto with curiosity. His head slowly tilted. What was so funny? Was the word a joke? Either way, it seemed to lift Touya's ever-present sour mood, so it had to be good. A small smile spread over his perplexed face as he slipped through the crack in the older boy's door.

This was a rare treat, indeed. Usually, Touya snapped at anyone straying into his den of smoke. Shoto stifled a cough in his hoodie sleeve, the frayed cuff tickling his nose. It was an old article of clothing from Touya that Shoto snagged before their father tossed it out. Sure, it reeked of tobacco, but it was undeniably the coolest hoodie Shoto now owned. Their father only bought him preppy stuff, nothing like what his eldest brother, the object of his admiration, wore.

"If dad catches you smoking, you'll get in trouble," Shoto remarked, stopping awkwardly beside the bed. Should he climb up beside him...? Or sit on the floor? If he got it wrong, Touya might get mad and eject him from this sanctuary.

"I saw it on the internet. Somone commented on my profile."

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However, Keigo wasn't most people. From his own room, he snickered, laying back on his bed. His eyes were shut, concentrated on the vibrations his feathers picked up. He couldn't actually see Dabi, nor hear him, but subtle tremors in the air painted a clear picture.

"Hm, I'm surprised he's still awake," he hummed to himself.

Back in Dabi's room, the feather zipped back to action, only laying stationary for a moment. A larger one fluttered over to the headboard, positioning its quill against the wood before tapping out a message in Morse code. Hopefully the villain understood.

Don't want anythin'. Just came to check in. Maybe give ya a snuggle.

On the last word, a smaller feather caressed the villain's cheek, careful to only brush living tissue. Who could resist a feather rub down? Keigo had yet to meet anyone who didn't enjoy it. Another feather slipped under the blankets, and began attempting to wiggle underneath the hem of Dabi's shirt.

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Did he really need to ask? If he didn't want anything from him, he wouldn't be staring at him. It all made perfect sense in Tomura's head. Dabi had to be playing dumb to piss him off. Tch, that was more likely than Tomura wanted it to be...

Arms crossed over his chest, crimson eyes narrowing. When Dabi looked ready to get up, Tomura stepped into his personal space, leg bumping one of his. "Yes. Attention. Now." This was no request, it was an order. Tomura left no room for arguments, though he half expected one anway-- it was just their dynamic.

"Today is a special day, so I don't wanna hear any complaints." With that, he pressed the tips of four fingers to his subordinate's chest-- pinkie up-- trying to bar him from leaving.

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Sweat dripped down Shoto's back like an icy shower. More accurately, it was exactly like the time Touya shoved ice down the back of his shirt in summer... only this time no shrieks of laughter pierced the air. No, only the soft shuffling of feet and gurgling groans filled the quiet.

Sliding along the wall, the cracked brick of the alley pressed his t-shirt to his damp skin, adhering the two together. Across the street sat his destination: A pharmacy, nothing fancy about it. However, the intact front windows made this one particularly special. No signs of looting meant a better chance of finding the amenities he and his family needed.

One problem stood in his way, though. Those distinct groans meant biters lurked nearby, out of sight but still close enough to pose a danger. Swallowing the thick saliva at the back of his throat, he glanced at Touya, wordlessly conveying his concern with knitted brows.

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Shoto really had no intention of fighting Dabi-- No, there was no Dabi. This was his brother. This was Touya. His hand lowered, frost crackling on fingers-- fingers which were longer and more scarred than when they last saw each other two years ago. Shoto could recall the intense blue flames engulfing them both as Touya embraced him; if only that gesture hadn't been twisted, if only it had been lost siblings reuniting rather than one trying to extinguish the other...

Touya seemed different. His movements weren't as sporadic, his eyes hooded instead of wide and dilated. Was it because Endeavor wasn't here to watch? Endeavor... "I came to tell you that Father is--"

A jet of blue fire shot through his ice wall with more ease than expected. Shoto barely had enough time to dodge it. Dropping his hips, he thrust himself sideways. Still, the heat rushing past his head scalded him. With a quirk as strong as his brother's, it didn't need to touch him to do harm. Luckily, it passed on his right side, the one more fire resistant. The skin below his scar turned pink from the heat, but otherwise went undamaged.

"Endeavor is dead!" He yelled over the hiss of melting ice and roar of flames, a rare show of emotion for the youngest Todoroki. It hurt to say it still. Even now, days after his father died before his eyes, it didn't seem real.

The message was delivered. His purpose for seeking Touya out complete, Shoto could try to make his escape now... Yet, he couldn't get himself to flee. Bloodless lips formed a taut line on his face, his fists trembling at his sides. "There's no reason to continue this, nii-san."

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A chorus of giggles rose around the table from his eldest's sibling. Fuyumi kicked her feet, covering rosy face to hide how funny the word butt was. Natsuo didn't bother with the same politeness. Meanwhile, little Shoto simply parroted the word; he wanted to be funny too! "Butt!"

"Rei!" He turned his attention to his wife. She lowered her head staring at the sliced mackerel on her own plate, completely untouched. She was in charge of the children when he was out, this disobedience was on her shoulders.

"Don't be rude, Touya." Her voice could barely be heard over the continued laughter.

Was that it? No punishment? No correction? No wonder the children were so out of control. Enji's grip on his own chopsticks nearly snapped them in two. Rei was, likewise, in charge of grocery shopping. "Why did you buy something the boy won't eat?" His snapped retort made her flinch and lower her head further, the younger children finally clamming up too.

Glaring a moment more, he finally turned back to Touya. "What on your plate will you eat?" Rei had cooked an entire breakfast spread, so there had to be something the boy liked. Eggs, rice, miso soup, maybe the sliced veggies? Already, Enji reached across the table to remove the offensive meal.

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Dabi wouldn't; he still needed him. So, calling his bluff, Keigo dodged under the raised arm. Getting near it still stung, even if the blue fire wreathed around Dabi's hand didn't make direct contact, but he endured it as he moved in close.

"Come on, man. If ya burn me, I won't be this sweet anymore~"