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Birthday Cake | ShigaDabi Ficlet

Warnings for cursing and little smooches🫶

“Don’t be a dipshit, we can’t save it,” Shigaraki says, disgust and disappointment lining every word.

Dabi groans and drags his hands down his face. They’ve been working on this since 5AM and it was already approaching lunch. Dabi was ready to burn down headquarters if he had to attempt a crumb coat one more time.

“Don’t be a little bitch about it. If we just mash it together we can save it. We can make it an oversized cake ball,” Dabi reasons.

They attempted to make Toga a cake with all of her favorite celebrities on it from scratch. However, icing cakes was a lot harder than it seemed. Especially for two people who spent their days stealing and killing in less than delicate ways.

Shigaraki crosses his arms and squints at Dabi “I’m playing both my boss and boyfriend cards. Fuck this shit. I’m going to the store and buying a sheet cake because the birthday girl deserves a pretty cake on her fucking birthday. Not a Frankenstein cake from hell.”

“Oh come on. You always play the boss and boyfriend cards. Get some fucking new ones.”

Dabi is just met with two middle fingers slowly creeping into his vision before Shigaraki turns on his heel and grabs his jacket.

“You’re coming with me.”

“Hell no. I’m going to try and fix the homemade cake we made with love ‘for the birthday girl on her birthday,’” Dabi leers. “I’m not some cheap ass sellout.”

Shigaraki stands tapping his foot for a moment as he looks up at the ceiling trying to collect himself. Dabi completely ignores the guttural groans and whines spilling from his boyfriend. After at least 30 seconds of Shigaraki sounding like he was being exorcised, he strides back over and pokes Dabi’s shoulder multiple times. While Dabi was upset with his boyfriend, he couldn’t bring himself to ignore him when he was specifically asking for his attention.

“You know I can’t drive,” Shigaraki mumbles.

“I know, love.”

“So drive me.”

Dabi stands up straight from his cake evaluation and turns to his boyfriend. He cups his cheek and runs his thumb over his cheekbones.

“Hell fucking no,” Dabi murmurs tenderly.

Shiggy tugs Dabi in closer and plays with the bottom of his shirt. “Mm, yeah but I’m not eating a cake you’ve squished together with your hands. There’d be skin flakes in it and I’m still not convinced you always wash your hands, so fuck off and drive me,” He says just above a whisper.

“You say that as if you've bathed recently you dirty ass fucker," Dabi says and leans down to press a kiss to Shiggy's cheek.

“But I’m your dirty ass fucker,” Shigaraki smiles, reaching up to brush his lips over Dabi’s.

“All mine,” Dabi mutters against his boyfriend’s lips before closing the fraction of space between them.

This is what they always did. Stubbornly fight and insult one another until they fell into a heated kiss. Yet Dabi found himself falling deeper in love with each argument. After years of submission and being the perfect pawn, his boyfriend had grown into himself and his own opinions and so had Dabi. So yeah, there was a side of him that kind of loved it when they fought.

“Oh ew! Over my cake?! Have some decency you horny bastards,” Toga hisses from the entryway to the kitchen.

“Happy birthday, you rat,” Dabi beams, moving over to crush Toga in a hug.

Shigaraki tugs Toga into a hug of her own and slips a card into her pocket. “Happy birthday, Toga. That cake is probably carrying 10 different infectious diseases, so let us take you out for donuts?”

“I’d love that boss! Better bring your boyf too, but no making out over my donuts.”

“No promises. I’m feeling very in love with him today. Let’s go,” Dabi says, pushing the two forward.

Shigaraki turns and slaps Dabi on the ass before sweetly pecking him on the lips. “I’m feeling very in love with you today too.”

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villainsandvictimsalliance · 3 years

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Ok but like... In some weird alternate universe... Would Hero!Shiggy become childhood friends to enemies to friends to lovers with Villain!Dabi?

Absolutely yes because hero!Shiggy would never leave a friend behind, specially if that friends is suffering and needs someone by his side.

I can imagine it like this:

Dabi was a lonely kid, not because he didn't had friends, but because somehow he felt like he was not really seen. Like everyone saw what they wanted to see, but no one could break the walls he put there. He had a shitty childhood. He was pretending everything was fine all the time, but it was not. No one knew, no one saw.

And then Tomura found him.

Even when he was a weird kid with a dangerous quirk, it was impossible to ignore him. He was kind and stubborn, the only one who never backed away from an adventure or a dare. Dabi liked that. Eventually, he learned that Tomura has a shitty childhood just like him. Around that time they became a team. They'd run away from home some days, they'd train and study together, they'd talk about their plans and dreams. Dabi was not scared of Tomura, neither he was afraid of his hands. Tomura wanted to become a great pro-hero and Dabi wanted to beat the future pro-hero #1 in a fight.

But one day, Dabi died. At least that's what they told him when he asked. That's what he learn in school, that his friend had died and he hadn't been able to save him.

Tomura grew with that weight on his heart. His mindset changed after that. No, he didn't want to be a normal pro-hero. He wanted to be a rescue specialist, someone to save those who were low and hidden, who were lonely and left behind. Others could fight with villains, but him? He was there to save lives, not take them.

His years studying to be a hero were not exactly remarkable. Yes, he went at UA, but thanks to his nature he was always getting ignore. He was insanely smart and fast, had good strength and flexibility, but his quirk was, once more, too dangerous to be a hero quirk. He graduated the best he could and started working on tiny agencies, helping wherever he can. It was in his 19th birthday when he saw Dabi again.

The building Tomura was in was coming down.

Outside, heroes and villians were crashing against each other, like waves hitting the rocks of a beach. Tomura was running running running through the building, carefully decaying with his quirk a path for him to break through. Behind him, following close, at least three families cried out. He needed to take them to the ground before another big attack. There were kids with him. He couldn't fail them. He couldn't—

A blast occurred, followed by an object collided the side of the building and coming through right in from of them, hitting the wall hard.

Tomura waved the families to keep going. He swallowed. “Just one more floor, stay close to the walls. There's more heroes waiting for you, okay? Now go! ”

The person in front of him was a villain. He knew it in his heart, that's why he shielded the families with his body and pushed them to quickly pass by the body, straight to the next exit. The villain grunted, breathing heavily as he pushed himself up. Black ripped clothes, dirty dark hair, blue—

Blue eyes. The same blue eyes he had adored as a child. The same nose and bratty smile, the same spiky hair.

“ Dabi. ”

There was a moment between them, when none of them moved or blinked or breathed. They only started at their childhood friend.

And then Dabi attacked him with a blast of blue fire straight to his face.

All over Tomura, faked hands were grabbing his body. Their mechanisms were specially designed to give him the extra mobility he needed, with fine ropes inside them that he could shot and retract at will. Tomura dodge the attack, shooting one of those hand to Dabi's feet and tugging the rope, making the idiot fall to the ground.

The fight was short and fast. Dabi tried burning the rope of the hand, Tomura took the chance to run to the hole Dabi had left on the side of the building. The last thing Tomura saw before jumping, using a hand to slide him safely to the ground, was Dabi incredulous face as he watched him go.

From that point on, as a cruel joke, they kept finding each other in the oddest of situations.

Tomura was always submerging himself in big fights scenarios, because he was always risking his life to save others. Dabi, on the other hand, was always there to bring support to the villain side. So they kept clashing and interrupting the other.

And of course, arguing tension.

That was probably the most frustrating fact about it all. Every time, Tomura tried to make Dabi explain how he was alive, where had he been all those years, why he never went back to find him. Every time Dabi tried to make Tomura turned his back to the heroes.

“ Come with me. ”

They went back to their respective places alone, feeling defeated and tired.

But not always. Little by little, in between fights and attacks, they found themselves smiling again to each other. Well, yes, there was also a bit of sexual tension, mostly because Tomura needed to get close to Dabi in order to capture him, so sometimes Dabi would found himself pinned to the ground and other times Tomura would find himself trapped against Dabi's body and a wall. It made them dizzy, addicted even. The shot of adrenaline after learning there was a new mission, so they could see the other again. The feeling of the fight, of being totally immersed in another person's breathing, saying, moving. It was the heat and the danger, the familiarity, the joy of finding a friend and a rival, an enemie and a possible lover.

Little did the know that another twist was about to shake them to the core.

A year later, Tomura was kidnapped by a big bad man Dabi was working for. They called him AFO. Imagine Dabi surprise and concern when he found out that Tomura was on their base, alone with who was probably the worst person alive. Dabi was only a distraction, apparently. Something to drag Tomura closer and closer, enough to have him exactly where AFO wanted, like a moth in a spider web. He wanted to break Tomura, turn him against the heroes, against All Might.

Dabi saw him only once before making his decision. It was late, he sneaked pass the guards to the lab where Tomura was being kept. And what he saw, the way he saw the boy he had missed and loved and hated and longed for, floating in a giant capsule filled with water... He had heard the rumors about Tomura screaming his throat raw, the level of suffering he was putting up with.

For the first time in years now, Dabi felt the bitterness of his behavior climbing to his mouth. He had let that happened. Tomura let him scape again and again, he had covered him, lie for him, he was there because of him.

Dabi couldn't let him die for him too.

He smashed the glass. Tomura was heavier with muscle, he couldn't— he—

Just in time, he felt a friend of his lift Tomura up. Twice.

“ Is this the boy? ”

Dabi didn't reply, dead eyes sparkling among the darkness of the room. Behind him, Compress read his face and let out a tiny approval, telling the others to hurry up. They needed to get far really fast if they wanted to survive the night.

Tomura hadn't met them yet. The League of Villains. His somehow friends, even when he refused to called them that. Would he like them? As he ran, he came to think that yes, Tomura would probably adore them. It was impossible, but the League was fighting like Tomura was a part of them too, barely knowing the guy.

Everything was fine until Toga shouted at someone to make room for the boyfriends.

Oh, they were dead, they knew it. It was either the heroes or the villains, two sides where they didn't belong. So why? Why risking it all for a dude?

Maybe—, Dabi thought to himself as he watched Tomura wake up with rage as pure as his white hair on his eyes, a look he had never seen on him. Tomura only touched the ground and in seconds, a road of dust was opened to them. No more bodies or walls or trees, just a gray path with nothing in it.

In the distance, he heard someone calling out Tomura's name, a hero, a girl.

Spinner mumbled something and pointed at the rising sun. The rest started running towards the horizon. Dabi stayed back, holding Tomura up with an arm on his waist. The hero let his head rest on his shoulder and fell asleep again.

Maybe because he's our hero.

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