*(Y/N) POV*

The next morning, I crept out of Kaminari's room, after throwing on some of his spare casual clothes. It was early, and, thankfully, he was a reasonably heavy sleeper.

My entire body ached from the night before, and my head pounded from both my hangover and my regret. Stress was really starting to take a toll.

When I reached the bar, I internally groaned when I saw Shigaraki sitting there, leaning on the counter with a newspaper and a cup of coffee. His facial hand was laying beside him, and he scrambled to grab it once I made my presence known.
"Your face isn't hideous, Tomura...you don't have to hide it around me..."

It's your personality that's ugly...

His red eyes narrowed sceptically, but he placed the severed hand back down and returned to reading the paper.
"There's coffee if you want. Black Insomnia...your favourite." He mumbled as I passed by. I paused for a moment behind him and felt a tiny smile creep onto my lips.
"Wow...treating me like shit all these years...yet you still care about me." I said a little sarcastically, ruffling his hair as I continued to walk again.

Despite being one of the monsters of my nightmares, second only to my father, Shigaraki and I had always gotten along in a strange way when he hadn't been abusing me, or using his quirk against my flesh. He was like that one cousin you always fight with, but have plenty in common.

Our love for coffee was one of those things, and after the last two days, I didn't think I was scared of him anymore.
"It's too early for your sass..." He grumbled, a light blush tinting his pale, chalky skin. I poured myself a mug and rested my elbows on the bar-top whilst I kept watching him.
"Can I read the paper when you're done?" I asked, blowing puffs of steam away from the top of my mug.

Shigaraki looked up at me with a bored expression before bringing his pinky fingers down against the pages, reducing the newspaper to dust before my eyes.
"Whoops." He said with a smirk, and I slumped down onto the bar with a loud huff.
"You're a cunt..."

"Please watch your language, Ms. (Y/N)..." Kurogiri shuffled into the room, fixing his tie as he came around to the inside of the bar.
"No, she's got a point. I'm definitely a cunt." Shigaraki snickered, enjoying my annoyance. Shaking my head, I turned my attention to the walking warp gate and tugged on his sleeve.

"Giri, can I turn the television on? Please?" I asked hopefully.
"I'm afraid I must deny your request. I do not wish for you to become upset if you were to view the news..." I could hear the concern in his tone, but that's precisely why I wanted the television on. I wanted to see my brother's face. I wanted to hear his voice. I wanted, no, needed to see Bakugou.
"Why don't you read the paper or something?" Shigaraki suggested before his lips curled wickedly. "Oh...wait..."

Why don't I shove one of Father's fingers so far up your ass that your eyeball pops out?!

Without thinking, responding only to the vicious temper that bubbled from nowhere, my hair shot out like a bolt of lightning. It zigged and zagged through the air, and just as it was about to pierce Shigaraki Tomura between the eyes, it disappeared. A crash sounded from behind me, and it took me a moment to regain enough senses to realise that Kurogiri had opened a warp gate directly in front of his accomplice's face, deflecting my attack to hit just above the hallway door.

"Well...fuck..." Dabi stood in the very same doorway, shirtless and sweatdropping, staring up at my violently twitching tendril before turning his eyes to me. Clenching my fists, I retracted my hair and hung my head.

"S..sorry, Dabi..." I muttered as Shigaraki's face came into view again.
"All good. You can stab me whenever you want...just, preferably not when I'm hungover. I'd like to enjoy it." His blistered patches of skin wrinkled along with his smirk, and I irked a little.
"My beautiful wall..." Kurogiri sounded miserable, like a child who had just dropped their ice cream cone, but Shigaraki looked oddly exhilarated.

"Creature's back..." He spoke my old name through cracked lips, and I felt my anger seeping back up to my throat.
"You crusty fuck! I'll-"

"Woo, boy! That is some primo damage right there..." Just like that, it whispered away with the sound of Kaminari's husky morning voice. He wandered past Dabi, giving the hungover ravonet a sharp bump with his shoulder, and admired the crumbling crack above the door frame. "Well, you always rattled on about wanting to renovate, right, Black Mist?" He was wearing something similar to his hero outfit, the only difference being fluffy tufts of fur around the collar.

It looked identical to Hyena's, who excitedly bounded through the door after him, bowling over an already ticked off Dabi and crashing me into the bar counter.
"Hey there, Creature Feature!" He greeted me cheerfully, his overzealous grin hiding his malice perfectly. "You reek of bad decisions."

And you stink of methylated spirits and wet dog...

"Heel, boy..." Dabi muttered under his breath, simultaneously saving me and getting revenge as he shoved in between us to get to the coffee.
"Careful, Ashfuck! My next game might be plucking every staple from that pretty little face of yours!" Hyena's threats contradicted his joyous tone, but thankfully he didn't try to embrace me again.

Kaminari took his place, slipping his arms around my waist and pulling me back against his chest.
"It wasn't fun waking up alone, Precious..." He sighed sadly, nudging my now-flacid hair away from my neck with his nose and planting a firm, lingering kiss.

I wasn't sure how I should react to him anymore. A sick, machoistic part of me had enjoyed the thrill of his brutal misconduct, and the thought of it brought along that damned ache in my chest. The other half of me was terrified to utter a word against him, scared to be punished by whatever twisted ideas he kept tucked in his belt.

"S..sorry..." I murmured, tensely leaning back into his torso. My (E/C) eyes caught those of blue in a quick glance, and Dabi quickly looked away, back down to his coffee cup as he lumped the umpteenth sugar cube into the steaming brew.

"Chargebolt..." Shigaraki took Kaminari's attention away from my bare skin with his crooked voice. "Toga is already waiting for you and Hyena in Hosu. We had word of numerous heroes gathering at one of the offices...check it out."

"Why me? I'm busy. Get Raggedy Ann to do it..." Kaminari whined, muffling his immature complaint into my shoulder.
"Shut up, Blunderbolt...My head hurts, and your precious little prisoner isn't going anywhere..." Dabi retorted with a yawn, still fiddling around, dumping spoon after spoon of pure sugar into his beverage.

Sato, is that you?!

"You don't get to call her that, you bastard!" Kaminari pushed off of me and glared topaz daggers towards the ravonet, his finger raising as a controlled current of flashing electricity danced above the tip. "Not unless you want your next bathbomb to be a fucking toaster..."

I retreated to stand behind the closest person that wasn't involved in the argument, which sadly, happened to be Shigaraki. Dabi just sighed and grabbed the nearest bottle, nonchalantly smashing it against the bar (boy, did Kurogiri nearly wrack out a sob), and proceeded to use a jagged shard to slice clean across his chest, right below his stapled skin.

I seemed to be the only one phased by this act, because everyone just heaved their own heavy, frustrated sighs. Hyena even had a pleased, almost aroused grin painted across his face.
"Would you look at that? I'm injured. Looks like I get to stay here with Precious for the day..." Dabi said apathetically, completely ignoring the blood cascading down his bare chest as he sipped on his over-sweetened coffee.

The lights began to flicker in unison with Kaminari's body, which shook with rage. Just like my earlier attack on Shigaraki, he used his quirk to lash out, blinding me with the strobe-like flash of lightning. Again, like before, Kurogiri panicked and warped the attack to the wall above the door, this time almost letting a poor, unsuspecting Magne be struck with the insane voltage.

"MY HAIR!" She shrieked, her hands rushing to cover the static-induced fuzz that was her copper coloured hair. "THIS ISN'T THE EIGHTIES! TEASING IS SO NOT IN RIGHT NOW!" She turned tail and headed back to her room in a huff, but the tension was still thicker than steel in the bar. I felt like I should have tried to calm Kaminari down somehow, but I decided against it.

He's mad...unpredictable...what if he tried to do that to me..?

"Hyena. Chargebolt. Hosu. Now." Surprisingly, it wasn't Shigaraki giving the order, it was Kurogiri. His shoulders were raised, stiff and twitching, and I swear, if he had any humanoid facial features, they would have screamed fury.

The poor guy just wants some peace...

A warp gate opened, and the swirling mist made the air grow colder. With an exasperated groan, Kaminari gave Dabi one last hateful look before striding over to me. He seized my wrist with a hand still crackling with painful static and pulled my lips to his in a fierce yank.

I didn't kiss him back. I was too startled by the possessive gesture, and it only made it worse that his eyes were wide open and glaring at the villain of blue flame.
"I love you, Precious. So much. I'll be back to keep you company tonight." He whispered against my tightly closed mouth, smiling warmly in a complete contradiction of his actions and nuzzled the tips of our noses together before he leapt through the portal.

"Me too! Me too! We can finally play a game together, Creature!" Hyena pranced past, stopping to give me a long, revolting lick up my throat and jaw, before he followed suit. The second the warp shut, I released a rattled breath and shuddered, wiping the malodorous streams of slobber from my (S/C) skin.

At least I know Giri has an arsenal of bleach and antibacterials...

"(Y/N)," I slowly peered over to Shigaraki as he raked his fingers down his flaking, off-coloured throat. "I'm glad you've returned...things are...quite fun when you're around..." It was impossible to miss the sadistic amusement in his tone, but in that moment I could care less. I turned away without responding and walked straight over to Dabi, who lifted a brow at my approach.

"Are you insane?!" I snapped, motioning to the still-drizzling blood seeping from his wound. He shrugged his shoulders loosely and took another drawn out sip from his mug.
"Do I need to answer that?" His true sapphire eyes held the answers, yet they were soft and dull. Dabi was yet another curiosity I wanted to figure out.

Rolling my eyes, I bravely plucked his coffee from his hands and placed it on the counter, making sure to set it down upon a coaster, for the sake of Kurogiri's dwindling sanity, and grabbed his hand. He noticeably flinched at the contact, but didn't say a word as I began to haul him out of the room.

"I'm cleaning that up before it gets infected, you idiot..." I muttered, ignoring the chalky crumbs of drywall that rained down upon my scalp when we passed under the damaged doorway.
"Aww...but that's half the fun..." Dabi whined sarcastically, a small smirk appearing as he let me lead him away.

These people...these villains...they're all children, I swear!

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*BONUS: KUROGIRI POV*

I stood in absolute silence, staring at the damaged wall above the entryway.
"Oh, don't look so shocked..." Shigaraki sighed with a click of his tongue. "Just warp in some stupid repair guy or something...then give him to Toga when he's done. It'll keep her out of the way for an hour or so..." I just nodded once, my eye twitching as it returned to see the cracked, charred eyesore.

Just breathe...it's fine...it's all fine...I should have definitely warped those inconsiderate bastards to the East Antarctic Plateau to freeze to death...but it's...fine...

I released a long, steady breath and let my shoulders fall back to fix my tensed posture.

"Would you care for some breakfast, Shigaraki Tomura?"
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***Fillers are great when you have writers block xD Kurogiri needed some extra loving, and I wonder what this little curiosity with Dabi will lead to..?***