Two Days Ago
Shigaraki hadn't seen Toga in over a week. He never truly worried because she tended to run off at times. But she was meant to report to the Hassaike tomorrow. It was more important she be back at the hideout now than ever.
When Tomura and Dabi were done contemplating the league's future that night on the rooftop of their hideout, Compress gave him the news he'd been waiting for: That Toga finally returned.
However, she wasn't alone.
Walking down the stairs and into the main, rather dark meeting room, the league's leader was surprised to see not only his ally in an unfamiliar school uniform, but also a boy standing behind her.
It didn't take the tough posture he held, nor the eerie, warning red of his eyes for Shigaraki to recognize Bakugo the instant he laid eyes on him. It took nothing but the energy of strength and the same face of the boy he once saw screaming over your dead body.
Toga explained herself:
Her whole Shiketsu adventure, how she'd gotten intel on their end, gotten to see Midoriya again. Though it wasn't her most joyful bit, she finished off by saying Bakugo caught onto her scheme and made a strange deal.
The entire time he spoke, Bakugo just stood against the door with his arms crossed. He stared at Shigaraki with a neutral expression as if he wasn't surrounded by villains. As if he was just... waiting for a chance to say his piece.
Once Toga finished her story, Tomura just nodded once and dismissed her. She was safe now, could do her job, that's all that mattered.
As for the little problem she brought back with her...
"You do realize we could easily imprison you again given that you're outnumbered-"
"Don't treat me like I'm stupid."
That was enough of an introductory dialogue.
Bakugo took a single step forward, planting his hands in his pockets and raising his chin as if he owned the place.
Even so, Tomura could tell Katsuki'd changed from the time he'd seen him at the sports festival on that pedestal, even from the time he was kidnapped. He was much less egocentric now, far more grounded and adjusted to reality. Not to mention, a hell of a lot better at using his head.
Dabi noticed too. Out of loyalty, he paced to the side, away from Shigaraki. Because even if Katsuki was less explosive in personality, the man remembered what his quirk could do when he was properly motivated. And just incase he got pissy, Dabi wasn't gonna let him blow him or his friends to hell.
"You sent someone to not only spy on us, but to get information on Y/n- not cause you're planning shit. It's cause you wanna make sure she's okay," Katsuki reasoned, Tomura sighing at the boy's perceptiveness.
Tomura didn't have the air of someone ready to take on the world you see. Instead of standing like he owned an empire, he slouched, never looked anyone right in the eye for too long. Instead it looked like he was uninterested in anything... just waiting for something far different than Bakugo.
But that meant he was easy to read.
"You saved her and you still care," Katsuki went on, "That means you're not gonna ruin her life by killing me,"
A mocking scoff of a laugh sounded on Bakugo's right. His head snapped in that direction, his calm aura turning sour at the sight of Dabi leaning against the wall, his foot propped up on it.
"You sure think highly of your relationship, don't you kid?" The man smirked, chest still slightly shaking from his humor.
"She died for me." Bakugo bit through his teeth, barring them threateningly as he clenched his fists. His memories of Dabi weren't very fond. And the most prominent one was of him holding you up by wires sticking out of your neck. "The same girl you tortured and dragged around like some kind of dog."
