#halfscarred

“He started it!”

Proceeds to plop her ferret on the floor with some small toys

     Dabi thought he had long since given up on his family, his previous life. That he was sure about being a villain. It had been a long time since he had questioned that path, but all it took was one night to burn all of that conviction to the ground. 

    The League of Villians had been fighting the heroes. There was nothing particularly interesting about that, except that this time the precious student heroes were there, and they were fighting with everything they had. 

   Dabi hadn’t thought it would be this hard to beat high schoolers, but it was quickly turning out to be a problem, and on top of everything, his own brother was part of the group. Making it even harder for Dabi to focus and fight his best. 

    He could tell Shigaraki was getting angry. Every second more and more. He felt nervous, though he tried to ignore it. He tried to tell himself it didn’t matter what happened. 

    Then, as if fate just wanted to prove him wrong about that, Shiaraki zeroed in on his brother. Shoto.

     Dabi thought he didn’t care about this stuff anymore. That it didn’t matter what happened to them. But when Shigaraki extended his hand and stretched it out right in front of his brother’s already scarred face... Dabi reacted before he could think. 

     Dabi threw fire at Shigraki, and nearly burned his hand off entirely. There was no mistaking who he had been aiming at. He knew he wouldn’t be able to talk himself out of what he just did, as Shigaraki narrowly escaped the flames and then whirled angrily on him. 

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The phone buzzed in his pocket for about three shocks before he finally looked to see who was calling. “Mom…”

He couldn’t quite find the words to say. Perhaps, that was because there was nothing to say. He and Setsuna weren’t particularly close, but she was a U.A. student. They had planned to get soba together. She was a recommended student with a bright future. His only response was a sharp swallow and subtle, “Ah… the news has been talking about it.”

But was anyone acting on it?The police were investigating, but there was little progress in locating the perpetrator. The League of Villains had claimed another U.A. student. He couldn’t shake the memory of Dabi’s hand around the back of Bakugou’s neck that night.

Anger burned within his chest as if a volcano was ready to erupt, but his mother’s voice was enough to sooth him for now.

“I think… it was Dabi.”

     “....It’s because it was.” Rei whispered quietly. Her voice caught on the other end before she continued. “Listen to me sweetie...listen alright? Don’t ask me how I know this but-...Your friend w-...was attacked because of her Uncle. The man who’s in charge of the police.”

“You stay with Setsuna alright? That girl needs her friends and I don’t know if he’ll try to attack her again...” Her voice sounded strained.

@halfscarred​ said: “You didn’t tell me you and Yaoyorozu are getting married.” There was no evidence of reaction to his voice save for the thin disappointment. How could His BEST FRIEND BAKUGOU not share such an important detail?

"...!?" Where did this idiot get that idea from? A moment passes as every single possibility flashes through the blond's mind as to how a moron with half a brain could've come to that solution. Gossip, he thought, might have been the source of it all but when did this bastard succumb to that?

        Her gaze moved upward from the book on her desk when she heard Shoto’s voice approach and he came to a stop in front of her. Then she looked down and saw the proffered box being held out to her and she couldn’t help the color quickly coming to her cheeks upon realizing what it was.