request by @Obicat3
i bet on losing dogs by mitski
dabi's pov.

CW: cursing, some violent thoughts

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Be quick.

Get it over and done with already.

Let me fucking leave.

Stop holding all of us back for no reason.

He's so annoying, I just really want to strangle him. Strangle him till his face is blue, till he's choking for air. But then again, they won't like it if they hear that i've murdered someone again. Worse yet, they'd hate to hear that i've murdered my 'boss'. Well, I don't want to die in his hands today too, anyways.

I groaned for the thousandth time, leaning back against the wall.

"This is so fucking stupid, can I go now?" I asked, fully knowing that I can't go just yet.

"No, you can't go yet, and what do you mean by stupid? I'm trying to get shit done here while you're here doing nothing!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Just shut it. Can I just leave now or what?"

"Were you even listening?" He shouts, scratching his neck furiously, "I doubt you even know what to do tomorrow, Dabi."

He goes on with his stupid speech, this time it's about insulting me and talking about his dumb plans again.

Annoying, irritating, infuriating. As if I want to listen to another word that comes out of his filthy mouth.

Let me just go back to them already.

I want to hold them, cuddle them, sleep next to them. I want to ignore all my problems and just be with them. I don't want to be here. Here in this run-down and dirty place we call our 'hideout'.

As if he's read my mind or expression, he tells me, extremely annoyed, "...Well if you want to leave so much, just leave! But you better come back tomorrow to do your part."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I told him, as I left the hideout in a hurry.

As soon as I walked out the doors, I ran. I ran through alleyways, away from the streetlights. I slipped through gates, avoiding patrolling policemen.

Until I finally arrived.

Until I finally reached them. Fuck, you don't know how thankful I am for being able to end every single shitty day with seeing them. They sure know how to make me feel better.

I climbed through their window, left slightly ajar just for me. The lights were out, so they were probably asleep.

Landing with a soft thud, I straightened my shirt and took off my shoes. I looked around.

I was right; there they were, curled up under their blanket. As much as I wanted to dive right onto the spot next to them on the bed, I should probably clean myself up first. Truth be told, I smelled horrendous. It's a miracle that they didn't wake up because of my stench.

After giving myself a thorough washing, I walked back towards the bed. I sat on the edge, yawning as I did so. Turning towards the sleeping figure beside me, I sighed.

I cupped one hand around their face, rubbing circles on their cheek with my thumb. Their cheek, so soft that it felt like mochi.

I stared at them. The longer I stared, the more emotional I got. Even so, I felt like crying, yet of course I couldn't really cry. I rubbed my eyes with my shirt, getting rid of my 'tears'.

After planting a kiss on their cheek, I lowered myself onto the bed, careful not to wake them up. As I laid my head on the pillow, they seemed to have turned their head towards me.

"Hey... You're home," they whispered, wrapping their arms around me.

I smiled, pulling them closer into my embrace. They relaxed in my arms, burying their face in my chest.

I kissed their forehead as I whispered back, "I'm home, honey."

- fin -