(Shigaraki has a different backstory from the story in this au, all for one is his dad. explanation below)
The past few weeks have been nerve-ending, missions every single day, some tougher than others. This was a fight more dangerous than we ever knew. But slowly I caught on, this wasn't just a fight; this was the heroes' mess. The villains and thugs they didn't deal with have become our mess to deal with and clean up. Just great. I groaned for the sixth time today; everything pissed me off. I decided to go on a walk to clear my head. Everything at the safe house was pissing me off lately, and to keep me from decaying shit, I needed to leave. I loved the League, but sometimes they get annoying, just like siblings, and I see that mine was about to get in some trouble.
Izuku Midoriya…my younger brother, and the guy who was forced to kill me in our past life. No idea how he feels now. Looks like he's in university now. He's grown so much. Still nice and kind. I noticed him helping a brown-haired girl, which is probably Uraraka, the girl Toga constantly talks about. I sighed and just observed and watched him wave goodbye to her. He grew up fast.
I decided to keep my presence sealed off for now I didn't want to scare him. I would take Dabi's suggestion when the time was right. He already reconnected with his mother but not the rest of his family yet. He still feels guilty, but I knew he would never admit it. And parts of me deep down felt guilty. I didn't realize it until All For One told me in the afterlife. Yea, we were in hell together; son of a bitches had our names written the time we died. I groaned, remembering the hell (literally) when he told me my full backstory.
Apparently, it wasn't the fact of me being a hero that made my "dad" abuse me; it was because I wasn't his kid but actually All For One's kid. My mother cheated on him after my sister was born due to him overworking after she had my sister. The truth burned...but when he told me Izuku was my brother, that broke me. My brother killed me, and I knew if/when I came back to life and he knew, he would be destroyed; he wouldn't forgive himself, I knew he wouldn't. He was a kind soul, so to kill his flesh and blood had to hurt.
I watched him for a few more minutes and went to a bar. I decided to have a drink, well, maybe more than one, like a few. I didn't get drunk easy, but more than eight drinks and then, well, uh yea...I was wasted now, and pretty sure it was 3 am, and not to mention, I was in a random bar. I pulled my phone and drunk called someone, but didn't know who.
Phone call:
Hawks: Hello?
Shigaraki: Who is thiss?
Hawks: This is Hawks...Tomura, what's wrong? Why did you call me?
Shigaraki: Pretty birdy~ I see stars.
Hawks: Sighs You're drunk...Hang on, where are you?
Shigaraki: Uhhhh, I don't know.
Hawks: I will be there in five...Hang tight.
Call ends
Moments later, I see Hawks and cling on to him. "Hawksssss," I laughed. He groaned. "Why are you wasted…?" he asked. I laughed and shrugged. He had carried me and flew us to Kurogiri's bar. He was talking to Oboro, and as soon as we walked in, the two turned their heads faster than they knew. "What the hell happened?" Kurogiri asked. "He got drunk at a bar and drunk called me," Hawks muttered. Kurogiri took me and warped me to Dabi, I'm guessing, due to the room I was in. It was all black and had a cigarette smell. I chuckled and saw Dabi smoking on his bed and walked towards him and pinned him down and took his cigarette then smoked it. He was shocked but not speechless.
"Tomura, are you drunk?"
I laughed. "Me drunk? Nooo, never!" But I clearly was... He sighed and grabbed my waist and put me on his lap. "You are, and you need to sleep. You're self-destructing…" he mumbled while kissing my neck. "No, I'm not! I'm not self-destructing!" I shouted. This goes on for a while before I pass out from the alcohol. The next morning I was in Dabi's bed, and he had my waist. I woke up blushing hard and with a hangover. What the hell happened last night...?
"You were drunk," Dabi mumbles. My eyes got wide.
"Did we?" I whispered.
"No, we didn't, I wouldn't do it without consent." he says getting up. He was shirtless, and fuck, it was hot to see in the morning. The rest of the day was going to be hell now that I had a hangover. But the morning was definitely exciting. Me and Dabi had a hot make-out session.