Do you want to be my player two?

He blushed a little when he realized it was Dabi. They were in the same class but never really talked to each other, mostly because Shigaraki was shy and thought he was better off alone anyway.

„Um I-I’m playing Resident Evil.“ Shigaraki mumbled out, feeling a little intimidated by Dabi. Tough he snorted, when Dabi plopped down in the chair next to him.

„Okay, I’m watching.“

Shigaraki was about to respond but just shrugged and nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. He couldn’t help but glance at Dabi, which made playing difficult and resulted in him losing.

„Considering the only thing I see you do is play video games,“ Dabi started, looking from the screen, that spelled out YOU LOSE in beg red letters, to Shigaraki’s face, „You’re not very good at it.“ Dabi smirked, when he saw Shigaraki glare.

His mouth opened and closed.

„Fuck off asshole, as if you could do better.“ Shigaraki hissed, blushing when he noticed that Dabi was still smirking.

Dabi was lounging on the chair, it was the wrong way around. His arms were folded and laying on top of the backrest, his head resting lopsidedly on his arms, his legs on either side of the chair. Dark eyes were half lidded and looking him over. Then Dabi barked a laugh, a little bit of smoke leaving his mouth, curling up and disappearing as quickly as it came.

„Course I could, what are you trying to say mophead?“ Dabi asked, a challenging look in his eyes. While waiting for Shigaraki’s response, he tried to figure him out a little.

Him and Shigaraki have been in the same class since middle school, to others it must looked like they were glued together, even though they have never spoken to each other. Dabi was always interested in the other boy though, there was just something about Shigaraki, that Dabi wanted to explore, wanted to get to know. He always seemed so aloof, not really aware what other people were thinking or maybe Shigaraki just didn’t care. Whatever it was Dabi was determined to figure it out, figure Shigaraki out.

Shigaraki squawked indignantly „Did you just call me mophead, you walking talking cigarette lighter?“

Dabi had to laugh „Not bad, mophead,“ His gaze focusing on Shigaraki, he was quite amused with the other, „haven’t heard that one yet.“

Dabi’s smile widened when he saw Shigaraki’s cheeks were dusted with a subtle pink hue. Just as he was about to say something, Shigaraki stuck out his tongue. Dabi’s heart stopped, that was the cutest shit he had ever seen.

Shigaraki was blushing a little, his eyes were squeezed shut and the tip of his tongue was sticking out. He looked like a little kitten.

„You up for a challenge?“ Dabi asked, trying to make Shigaraki look at him again.

Shigaraki turned back to Dabi a little, he looked at him, suspicion written all over his face but curiosity seemed to get the upper hand.
„What kind of challenge?“ Shigaraki asked, still a little suspicious.

He was not about to get roped into something, he didn’t want to do. Even if it was Dabi asking, who he was intrigued by since middle school. The other boy simply demanded attention, when he entered a room, if he wanted to or not, Shigaraki wasn’t sure.

Dabi nodded towards the abandoned gameboy, laying on top of the table. The screen still flashing YOU LOSE and sat up, not slouching anymore.

„Both of us play a round. The one with the higher score wins, I know what I want if I win. What do you want?“

Now Shigaraki was interested. He nodded, agreeing to the bet. What did he want if he won? He definitely wanted to continue to talk to Dabi. He seemed funny and wasn’t deterred by his quirk like the others were. Even though Shigaraki didn’t really know Dabi, he really appreciated that he didn’t treat him like a freak. He talked to Shigaraki like he talked to other’s and well, Shigaraki wasn’t really used to that. It was never the problem that Shigaraki didn’t want friends, it was that other children didn’t want to be friends with him. Every time he tried to talk to some of his classmates in middle school they would just call him freak and walk away. So he just stopped trying.

Dabi went back to slouching on his chair as he watched Shigaraki think. A lot of emotions made their way over his face. First it was interest, then it was contentment and lastly it was sadness. Dabi frowned, he missed the cute smile that was there a second ago. It was small and genuine, he seemed really happy.

„Oi, mophead!“ Dabi exclaimed, watching as the other snapped out of his thoughts.

Shigaraki still glared at the „term of endearment“ but seemed like he was present again.

„I know what I want.“ Shigaraki said, peering at Dabi to be sure he was listening. To Shigaraki’s embarrassment he noticed, however instead of mocking him he just smiled a little, probably as sign for him to continue.

„If I win, then you have to keep hanging out with me.“ He stated, pretty proud of himself for saying it. When the words left his mouth his eyes were on Dabi immediately, searching for any sign of annoyance or displeasure but the only thing he saw was that same smile from before. Then Shigaraki remembered to ask „What do you want?“

Dabi grinned, he swore he saw Shigaraki perk up a little as he started to talk.

„If I win,“ Dabi started, grin widening as he saw the other leaning a little closer, „I want to go on a date with you.“

Shigaraki’s eyes snapped wide open and his mouth opened and closed. His mind was running wild, giving him about a 100 different ways to voice his thoughts but none of them ever saw the light of the day. Red was sure to be not only on his cheeks but probably down to his neck too.

„So, you in mophead?“

The only thing Shigaraki could do was nod, not even managing to get mad about the mophead-thing. He, wordlessly, reached for his gameboy and handed it to Dabi, who laughed and started playing.

While Dabi was playing Shigaraki’s mind was on overdrive. He realized that he really wanted to go on that date with Dabi, so he had to lose. He knew, that Dabi would probably lose against him. After all, he basically lived and breathed video games. The boy next to him on the other hand seemed like he had different hobbies. Music maybe? Or Graffiti Shigaraki pondered? He shook his head trying to concentrate. Shigaraki was so deep in thought, that he didn’t even notice Dabi trying to hand him the game. When Dabi started waving it in front of his face Shigaraki finally noticed and took his game. Not before taking a look at the score though. His eyes widened as he saw the score, which was surprisingly high. Shigaraki glanced up at Dabi and raised an eyebrow.

„What can I say, I am a man of many talents.“

Shigaraki rolled his eyes. „No, you’re just an asshole with a big ego.“

„Aw, you don’t mean that, Shiggy.“ He answered, giving him a big grin.

Shigaraki pouted, trying to make it inconspicuous, not knowing Dabi could clearly see his pout and would like to kiss it away. What was it with Dabi and his stupid nicknames anyway? It’s not like he liked them or anything, he thought, while smashing some buttons. Mophead? What the fuck kinda nickname was that supposed to be? And no, it didn’t matter that Dabi didn’t sound mean at all when he called him that. That Dabi made mophead actually sound incredibly sweet and like Shigaraki was endearing to him. The more Shigaraki thought about it, the more he forgot about the game he was playing, it was more like he was absentmindedly pushing buttons while thinking.

During Shigaraki’s round Dabi took a closer look at the other, who was still glowering adorably. His light blue hair was a little curly framing his face nicely. His red eyes were unfocused and barley looking at the screen, which told Dabi that Shigaraki was paying no attention to the game he was playing. His mouth was pulled into a little pout, until Shigaraki started worrying his bottom lip. Shigaraki’s long slender fingers were hushing over the game, with his pinkies extended. Dabi had a lot of respect for Shigaraki’s insane control over his hands. He was sitting sideways on his chair, so he was facing Dabi, his back was bend slightly, most likely to see the screen better.

When Shigaraki’s game made a sound, both of them took a look at his score.

Shigaraki blushed as he realized that he had lost big time against Dabi. Dabi smirked when he saw the score and mentally congratulated himself, that his mission to get a date with the cute weirdo is going exactly as planned. When he looked up to see Shigaraki’s reaction to going on a date with him, he was more than pleased. Shigaraki was smiling a little, although he was trying to hide it behind a frown, his cheeks were dusted pink and he was fiddling with his finger’s a little.

„S-so a date huh?“ Shigaraki asked, feeling a little shy.

This was strange territory, he didn’t have any kind of experience with dating. He didn’t even have his first kiss. The blush worsened, when he thought about Dabi being his first kiss, his smile grew a little. His smile had something soft about it, something warm. Shigaraki hoped Dabi would be gentle with him, on their date.

„Yeah, no take backs mophead.“ Dabi said, worried, that Shigaraki was going to decline last minute, considering he looked pretty nervous right now.

„I wasn’t going to, lantern.“

„Lantern?“ Dabi asked, mildly confused and a little interested in why the fuck Shigaraki would call him lantern.

„Yeah, you’re obnoxiously tall and I’m pretty sure you could function as one too.“

Dabi held his hands up in surrender and shrugged his shoulders, mumbling a faire enough. Smiling at the fact, that Shigaraki wasn’t going to pull out of the bet, which meant the other was nervous to be spending time with him.

„The date is at mine Saturday night 7:30, wear something comfortable. We’re going to watch a lot of movies and play some video games. If you want you can stay over my family is out til Monday.“

Shigaraki nodded, smiling at the video games part, mentally preparing to crush Dabi, as revenge.

„Okay sounds good. Give me your address and I’ll be there.“ Shigaraki said, trying his best to sound confident.

Dabi nodded chuckling a little, as he snatched Shigaraki’s napkin and messily scribbled his address onto it, handing it back to its owner. The other quickly scanned over it, his eyes widening a little as he saw Dabi had written his number down too.

Call me sometime mophead, would love to hear from you x

Shigaraki’s smile turned into a snort as he couldn’t help himself.

„I’ll see you around Shigaraki.“ Dabi smiled, as he stood up and turned the chair the right way around and pushed it to the table.

„Of course you’re going to see me around, we’re in the same class dork.“

But Dabi already walked away, throwing a „Sorry can’t hear you anymore.“ Over his shoulder.

When Shigaraki was sure Dabi was gone, a smile broke out on his face. It was wide, bright and really cute. He was having a date! His heart was beating faster, his mind already on Saturday and what he was going to wear. His smile not leaving his face for the rest of the day.

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Shigaraki was standing in front of Dabi’s door trying not to bolt and to make his heart calm down a little. He had checked the address about five times, he kept glancing at his phone, he was ten minutes early. Was that weird? Should he have been fashionably late? Looking down at himself he calmed down at least a little. He was very confident about his outfit, What could go wrong with a black short sleeved shirt and some black pants?

Shigaraki shook his head and knocked on the door. He didn’t have to wait long though, the door opened and revealed a Dabi that made Shigaraki short circuit. Dabi was wearing sweatpants that were hanging low around his hips, showing the waistband of his boxers and a short sleeved black shirt like Shigaraki. The short sleeved shirt revealed the pretty flower tattoos Dabi had but he was never able to see, because of the School uniforms. The stems of flowers were wrapping around his arms, like a gentle hug, like they were caressing his biceps and his underarm. From the stems there were all kinds of flowers emanating. They were either blue, pink or orange, they had different sizes and colors, some were in a bundle with others, some were all alone.

„Welcome to my humble home mophead.“

Shigaraki could barley rip his eyes away from the tattoos but managed to roll his eyes. When Dabi stepped to the side to let him in, he walked in without a complaint. He looked around, it was simple but home-y.

„So what are we doing first?“ Shigaraki asked, not wanting there to be any awkward silence, he wanted this date to go smoothly, so there would be hopefully more to follow but that he would keep to himself for the time being.

He looked around for Dabi, who just closed the door and made his way over to his date.

„Well I thought we would start with the video games up in my room and then watch some movies after those. What kind do you want to watch? Horror, Romance, Comedy or maybe even a RomCom?“ Dabi asked, wiggling his eyebrows in hopes of making Shigaraki loosen up.

He didn’t want Shigaraki to be nervous the whole evening but apparently it worked, because Shigaraki cracked a smile. Dabi gave one in return and as Shigaraki didn’t have any objections, he lead the other boy up to his room.

He walked from the door over to Shigaraki and grabbed his wrist, being carful to not touch his fingers. Shigaraki flinched a little but otherwise let himself be dragged up the stairs to Dabi’s room. He was actually pretty excited to know what Dabi’s bedroom would look like. When they stopped in front of his door, Shigaraki took a moment to look at it. It had a lot of stickers and posters on top of it, a few pictures too. Some seemed to be with his family, some with his friends.

Dabi laughed to himself as he watched Shigaraki, look over all the stuff on his door. It was kind of cute how interested Shigaraki was in him and his life but the interest was greatly reciprocated.

Dabi opened his door and tugged Shigaraki inside. His room wasn’t very big, his walls were covered in graffiti, in the middle it said Dabi, with silver and violet spray paint on a black wall. All around his name were different things, other names, drawings and flowers. Flowers were all over the walls. The bed was standing against the wall, and opposite of it was a TV with a playstation and shelf with some books and movies.

„Did you spray all of those?“ Shigaraki asked in aw.

Dabi who had already plopped down on his bed, controller in hand to start up the playstation, nodded, smiling proudly. He let Shigaraki look around, after a few minutes Shigaraki sat down.

„Those paintings are really cool.“ Shigaraki said, feeling a little shy and trying to talk to Dabi about his hobbies, wanting to know more about the other boy.

But when he sat down he realized how close he sat and was about to scoot over, when Dabi laid his hand on his thigh though, blood rushed to his cheeks and he settled down again. He grabbed the controller Dabi was offering to him and started to get ready to play.

„Thank you. It was a lot of fun making them. Behind the shelve though, you would see some of my first attempts and let me just stay, those are never going to see the light of the day again.“Dabi said chuckling a little.

Shigaraki smiled to himself, Dabi was incredibly cute and learning new stuff about him just made him feel even more mushy inside. He could still feel the warmth of Dabi’s hand on his leg, not only because it was so cold in his room. Shigaraki assumed that, Dabi probably doesn’t feel the cold, considering his quirk. The butterflies in his stomach were rioting and his heart thumped comfortably in his chest, he felt warm and tingly all over.

Dabi on the other hand had his gaze fixed on Shigaraki, smiling. He patted himself on the back on the smooth way he had asked out the other, the chance of his plan even going wrong in the slightest was pushed to the back of his head.

The both of them played for a while, Shigaraki crushing Dabi in every game they played but hearing Shigaraki giggle made it all worth it. The way he would glance over at Dabi shortly before he would win and smile a little and then give Dabi’s character the last blow.

When the screen spelled YOU WIN in big green letters again and showed Shigaraki’s character dancing, he turned over just to see Shigaraki already looking at him.

„Do you wanna start with the movies now?“ Dabi asked, hoping the other would say yes.

He really wanted to cuddle with Shigaraki but he wasn’t about to just tell him that.

„Yeah, sure. Let’s watch a Romcom.“ Shigaraki suggested.

Dabi nodded in agreement. He got up and walked over to his shelve and looked through the movies, he pulled out three different movies and walked back to the bed. Before he could ask Shigaraki which one he wanted to see, he saw him shiver.

„Are you cold?“

Shigaraki nodded. „I know you have a fire quirk and all but do you not feel how cold it is in here?“

Dabi just laughed and shook his head. He walked over to his dresser, opening it. He rummaged through it and when he found what he was looking for he let out a happy „AHA“. Tugging it out and giving it a once over, Dabi walked back to Shigaraki and handed the hoodie to the other boy.

Shigaraki took it, pinky extended and looked at Dabi questioningly.

„C’mon put it on. Can’t have my date freezing to death.“

Shigaraki grumbled a bit for the sake of grumbling but blushed and thanked Dabi nonetheless before he put it on. It was a basic black hoodie, on the front it said ‚hellraiser‘ and on the back was a red dragon that curled around the word ‚hellraiser‘. Shigaraki was embarrassed even admitting it to himself but the hoodie smelled like Dabi’s cologne and to him, that was strangely comforting.

„Want some Popcorn?“ Dabi asked as he looked at Shigaraki, who seemed to drown in his hoodie which made Dabi’s heart make some unwanted summersaults.

„Yes, please.“ Shigaraki answered.

Dabi nodded and was about to walk back to the living room but he wanted Shigaraki to tag along, so he gestured to his door wordlessly, the other seemed to get the hint as he got up and made his way over to Dabi. Both of them made their way down to the kitchen, where Dabi popped the popcorn into the microwave pressed the start button.

Shigaraki hopped onto the counter and quickly checked his phone and put it back in his pocket. When Dabi walked over to Shigaraki, he pushed his legs apart and planted himself between them. Shigaraki’s cheeks went from pale to burning red, his stomach rioting and his palms started sweating. Dabi smiled up at him though and he couldn’t help but smile back.

„Want me to move?“ He mumbled, cutely.

Shigaraki gathered up all of his courage.

„N-no, it’s alright.“

Dabi smiled and buried his face deeper into Shigaraki’s stomach. Dabi nearly purred as he felt Shigaraki’s fingers play with his hair. Shigaraki was happy Dabi couldn’t see his face, because he probably looked ridiculous, but this is the best he had felt in a while. So when the microwave beeped both of them groaned silently. Dabi walked over and grabbed the popcorn, putting in the bowl and grabbing two drinks for both of them and handing them to Shigaraki. They both made their way back to Dabi’s room and settled on the bed again.

„So, I have: the notebook, a classic if I do say so myself, then we have You’ve got mail, which is really cute and last but not least Scott Pilgrim. What’s it gonna be mophead?“

Shigaraki chuckled and shook his head pointing to ‚Scott Pilgrim‘.

„You know I just want to say „mophead“ is not a term of endearment, flashlight.“

Dabi cocked an eyebrow and shook his head.

„Of course it is, I don’t know what you’re talking about. What do you want me to call you then? Baby, Doll face or Honey?“
Shigaraki sighed but wasn’t able to suppress his smile.

„You know what, mophead is fine, maybe try Shigaraki, some people call me that too, you know.“

Dabi laughed and put in the disk, grabbing a blanket on the way, settling down close to Shigaraki. He pressed play on the movie and watched as Shigaraki relaxed against the wall and started concentrating on the movie. He was sitting with his legs crossed and his eyes focused on the TV. Dabi on the other hand just couldn’t bring himself to pay any kind of attention to the movie. He was way too focused on Shigaraki and was trying to figure out how to get Shigaraki to cuddle with him.

He grabbed the blanket he had brought with him and threw it over the both of them.

„Is that okay?“ He asked not wanting to make the other uncomfortable.

Shigaraki nodded, blushing, scooting a little closer to Dabi. Dabi smirked and silently celebrated his success. He waited a little for them to get comfortable again. He grabbed the popcorn and started eating some, after a while he realized he was about halfway though the bowl and offered Shigaraki some. The other smiled and thanked him. Reaching into the bowl, right when Dabi was about to grab a second handful. Both of their hands touched and Shigaraki blushed and gently pulled his hand away.

Dabi watched as Shigaraki ate his popcorn and stretched a little. When he put his arms down again, he laid one over the other’s shoulder. Shigaraki tensed for a bit but relaxed as Dabi started stroking over his hoodie covered arm.

Shigaraki decided to not overthink this time and just laid his head on Dabi’s shoulder. Dabi smiled down at him, his heart swelling. His smile widened, he pressed a little kiss on Shigaraki’s head and they continued watching the movie.

When the movie was over both of them stretched a little and started talking, not feeling like watching another movie.

„Mophead?“ Dabi spoke up, disturbing the comfortable silence that had settled before.

„Yeah?“ Shigaraki answered, knowing that he wouldn't escape this nickname any time soon.

„Can I kiss you?“

At that Shigaraki startled, staring at Dabi with wide eyes. Dabi wanted to kiss him? Why him? It’s not like he didn’t want to kiss Dabi, actually quite the opposite, he really wanted to kiss Dabi but he had never kissed anyone. What if he messed up?

„Calm down. I can hear you thinking."

Dabi said, laying his hand on top of Shigaraki’s thigh.

Shigaraki sucked in a deep breath, squeezed his eyes shut and gripped the sleeves of the hoodie tightly. He surged forward and pressed his lips against Dabi's.

Before Dabi knew what was happening, he felt lips press against his. They were a little chapped but felt comfortable, he could still taste the popcorn on his lips, that made him smile.

Shigaraki’s heart was doing summersaults but the good kind, his stomach was tingly and his mind was at ease. He wrapped his arms around Dabi’s neck and felt himself being pulled closer by the waist. Dabi’s warm hands felt nice on his skin as they slipped under the hoodie.

When they pulled back, they both smiled.

„Wow.“ Shigaraki said, brushing his fingers over his lips.

„Well what can I say? I am a man of many talents.“

Shigaraki glared at Dabi and hurled the next best pillow at his face. Dabi ducked and smirked at him, opening his arms for Shigaraki to crawl into, which he did.