#tenthousandarrows02

[kizuatto]

@tenthousandarrows​​ // plotted starter

Just how long do I have to wait here?

Dabi initially didn’t want to wake Sleeping Beauty up but after five minutes of sitting on the floor next to the bed and just waiting for Masaki to stir awake, his patience is starting to run its course. He stares up at the archer’s soft sleeping features, recalling the severe stab wound the guy had to go through in the middle of that breach security nonsense. Dabi still hasn’t found the chance to tell him that the incident was due to his indiscretion but he does plan on telling him soon.

Maybe after he’s fully recovered. Maybe. Admitting that to Masaki could also mean losing his one and only meal ticket and quite frankly, Dabi isn’t ready to give up warm homemade meals just yet. Tired sapphire eyes trace down to the bandage wrapped around the other male’s middle and he wonders if poking his injury would be enough to jolt him awake. But then his pondering doesn’t last long when he sees Masaki slowly waking up.

❝Oh good, you’re up.❞ The villain fishes out the apple he’s been hiding in his pocket and offers it to the rousing resident of the apartment he just broke into. ❝I dunno where people get those Get Well Soon balloons so here’s an apple.❞

[cremaxion]

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Dabi takes one last drag of his cigarette before putting it out against the door displayed before him, flecks of sparks and ashes fluttering out from the end of the stick and staining the once spotless door with a filthy rounded burn.

He had told himself he would only come here as a last resort— when he’s starving and doesn’t have the energy to terrorize anyone into handing over their cash. But today isn’t one of those days. He’s bored. The person residing in the apartment in front of him isn’t the most interesting guy Dabi has met in this city but he’s the only person worth being around with. Not once did the villain feel a trace of annoyance the last time they came across each other and he figures having a nice little chat with someone who isn’t always on edge when he’s around could do good for his sanity.

At least, for whatever fragments of sanity he still has left.

With a card, he easily picks the lock of the door and swings it open. He takes a gander of the archer’s apartment with a dull gaze, not really taking in the details but more focused on looking for the resident who will probably ask how he knows where he lives.

❝Oi, Masaki.❞ He calls out in a lazy drawl, deciding to toe his boots off before stepping in (because he’s a villain, not an animal). ❝You in here?❞