Separation Anxiety|ShigaDabi OneShot

Separation Anxiety

Stress. There's so much fucking stress. The stress of the other. The stress of themselves. The stress of their future. Their appearance. Their jobs. Working as a villain meant taking risks. Risks such as death. Being killed by a hero midway through a mission. Being killed by an accident. Being killed by coincidence. Being killed by purpose.

That was exactly this type of situation. The city, bright and luminescent, looked ever so eery from the top of this building. The flickering lights of the apartment buildings that usually reminded Dabi of fireflies now looked like a million judging eyes watching from the dark. The smoke from the planned catastrophe that happened meer seconds ago fogging his train of thought. Blurring his blinded sight.

Heroes had died today, villains too. Civilians screamed and cried and moaned. The agonising event that had gotten so many lives destroyed was caused by none other than the league of villains.

Dabi couldn't help but wonder what the others were doing. We're they looking for him? We're they captured? Are they already gone? At this point, he wasn't even sure if he would see them again.

Tomura searched the building frantically, calling his name. Dabi! Dabi!! He was nowhere. Rushing over to toga, his eyes confused and worried, he asked for his husband's whereabouts. However, to no avail, she didn't know either.

"I think he said he was going up top to check out the view for a bit, he said all the heat from in here was getting to his head," called Twice. Shigaraki's eyes widened as he looked to the other male
"And you fucking let him?!" If only they knew, if only they were aware.

Tomura waisted no time in running towards the stairs, not bothering with the elevators as he knew they were all shut down during the break in. The league watched the bluenette spring upstairs in confused curiosity.

Flashes from the previous night kept ringing and echoing in Tomura's frightened mind

The dull look of Dabi's eyes, the numbness in his voice as he spoke.
"I don't feel like myself... I don't feel like I belong here..." It pained Tomura so much to hear those words come from his lover's mouth.
"Baby.. of course you belong here.. you always will.. you belong here in my arms"
He let out a soft sigh and turned in Tomura's gentle embrace, facing him properly
"Yeah, I guess...." He hummed, curling up to him, tucking his head under his chin.

There was a long, suffocating silence that resided in the room before Dabi spoke up once more "Do you ever wonder what it's like to fly?..."

Only know did Tomura realise what that question had really meant...

Tomura's heart thumped faster than ever before, the thought of losing Dabi absolutely unbearable. The thought that Tomura wasn't enough to stop this from even entering Dabi's mindscape impaled him straight through the heart.

The railings crumbled as he used them to fling himself higher up the stairs, skipping 4 steps at a time. Tears now streaming down his cheeks.

Please don't do this

God, Dabi..

By the time he reached the top of the stairs, the railing was nothing but ash. He barged his shoulder through the door

"DABI!"

There he stood, toes dangling off the ledge, half burnt cigarette in his hand, coat waving goodbye for him. If the context of this view had been something different.. something sweeter.. he would have looked like an angel of the night.

Slowly he glanced to him over his shoulder, the moon and fire both softly illuminating his face with gentle blue hues. It was just enough light to see the pain in his expression. Just enough light to see how not once had he even cried. How?.. this is so terrifying.

"Dabi, get down from that ledge right now! That is an order! And you will follow it!" he demanded, voice cracking more than it normally would.

"And what if I disobey?..." Dabi responded, voice numb and emotionless. Tomura choked on his own tears, cried through his own tears.

"...Then I'm following after.." the blue haired man had one hand extended to Dabi desperately, the other behind him, gripping the door "please just come to me?... Baby?.."

Dabi's expression dropped ever so slightly as he realised what he was doing... He began to tear up at the thought of dying, let alone being the reason Tomura killed himself too. Hesitantly he stepped down, his bicep being groped tightly, Tomura pulling him away from the edge.

He hastily wrapped his arms around Dabi, being careful with his hands, being aware and making sure not to decay him. Dabi let out soft whimpers while Tomura continued to ball his eyes out.

For minutes that felt like hours, they stood there crying. Tomura silently pledging to keep him safe, whispering soft words of reassurance yet.. they were more for himself than his husband..

Weeks later

He smiled. For the first time in a month, he smiled. The joy this had brought to Tomura was unexplainable, undeniable. It was nice. It was nice to see him happy again. It was nice to see him smile and hear him laugh. His dull blues now returned to their luminescent teal as , slowly, his emotions returned.

Unexpectedly, Dabi pulled Tomura into a soft embrace as he whispered the 3 words he had been longing to hear again since the incident.

"I love you... Tomura, I love you so much"

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