Only Exception

Something stupid

"You're leaving?"

Shoto quickly grabbed his bag, not saying a word as he is about to leave.

"Wait-"

"What?" Shoto looked back at his roommate annoyed, Dabi quickly stopped himself. Hesitant in doing something that'd be invading his space. His hand staying mid-air, reaching out to him and wanting to tell him the usual.

"Nothing" he muttered, lowering his hand before looking at him "Have a good day, okay?" He said with soft voice. Shoto stared at his roommate for a couple of seconds before turning back towards the door and left.
Dabi stared at the door for a few minutes, his gaze staying on the door before turning away.

Give him some space and let him come to you naturally

The singer could hear Kurogiri's voice in the back of his head. The advice given by him, one that he's not sure if he's doing it right. He almost began to say the usual, he was almost gonna check if the scar was covered in makeup, remind him of the makeup if it wasn't on, remind him to stay away from creeps, paparazzi, HIM...

"Is this what Kurogiri meant?"

(Rebel Dome)

"You came early" Mr. Compress pointed out

"Woke up early" he replied as he took a sip of coffee he bought at The Smiling Café.

"Again?" Twice then gasped and quickly pointed at the singer "AN IMPOSTOR!"

"Yeah yeah" the singer rolled his eyes, dismissing the claim since everyone is used to the other guitarist's antics then looks around the empty room before taking a seat "This is our new headquarters for now?"

"Yep!" Toga chimed in, putting her manga down with a cutesy grin on her face "I mean look at this place!" She gleamed and extending her arms wide as in to showcase how huge the place is.

Dabi hummed, nodding only a little. "It is bigger than the Kaiju Music Hall"

"Yeah, and better!" Toga added, looking back to read her manga, Dabi eyed the erotic cover and shook his head. "Cute cup by the way!" She glanced back at the cup "So colorful!"

"Thanks.." he looked away, noticing someone's not here "Where's Shigaraki?" Dabi asked, trying to ignore the manga cover.

"Umm"

Before the drummer could even utter a word the door is kicked open, making all heads turn around so fast from the suddenness. It was the man child himself: Tomura Shigaraki.

Shigaraki entered the room, his hands full of shit that almost fell off his gloved hands. Quickly setting a white board and some colored markers, looking he has even chugging a mixture of energy drinks and caffeine due to how erratic he looked.

"Shiggy?"

"Be quiet!" Shigaraki quickly shushed Toga. Scribbling onto the board erratically, his red eyes focused as he muttered some words the band couldn't make out, literally looking like he hasn't slept at all.

The leader turns to the group who looked at the board with a mix of confusion and intrigue.

"What the fuck is that supposed to be?" Dabi asked before sipping his coffee.

"This." he pointed at the board with a grin "This is our concert!"

"He's officially lost it" they all thought collectively.