[it's almost a month when keigo returns. he doesn't want to, and honestly, he considers remaining in place. or hiding in an alley. there was nothing left to do there in san junipero. his body was deteriorating on the outside, always in constant pain. he rather feel it than this empty shell that promises immortality.
but, he gave his word, gave the devil his gift, in exchange for dabi to be erased out of this nightmare. now, now it felt like he killed his former lover. he keeps telling himself it's what dabi wanted though. but, fuck, pulling that plug was so painful when he begged and pleaded for it.
it's for the best. dabi wanted to not stay here in this nightmare.
the setting sun gets keigo to blink back a bit. he hears the sounds of crashing waves next. the beach. why was he there? he generally showed up at his own shabby and tiny apartment first. his designated home. raising up an arm to block the sun, he looks over his shoulder, and sees a quaint beach-house.
why the sudden upgrade?
unless...well. maybe that was why. a roll of the eyes and keigo huffs. might as well just sleep away the rest of his time here. at least it'll be peaceful, compared to reality.
he enters quietly, the door unlocked. it's not bad on the inside either. he idly wonders if dabi had a small cottage like this too. cute on the outside but probably had a lot of dark paraphernalia on the inside. keigo shakes the thought away, picking up a mug from the counter.
odd. it resembled closely to one he had given dabi in reality. maybe it was just his own conscious coming up with this.]
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Date: 2021-03-04 02:18 am (UTC)but, he gave his word, gave the devil his gift, in exchange for dabi to be erased out of this nightmare. now, now it felt like he killed his former lover. he keeps telling himself it's what dabi wanted though. but, fuck, pulling that plug was so painful when he begged and pleaded for it.
it's for the best. dabi wanted to not stay here in this nightmare.
the setting sun gets keigo to blink back a bit. he hears the sounds of crashing waves next. the beach. why was he there? he generally showed up at his own shabby and tiny apartment first. his designated home. raising up an arm to block the sun, he looks over his shoulder, and sees a quaint beach-house.
why the sudden upgrade?
unless...well. maybe that was why. a roll of the eyes and keigo huffs. might as well just sleep away the rest of his time here. at least it'll be peaceful, compared to reality.
he enters quietly, the door unlocked. it's not bad on the inside either. he idly wonders if dabi had a small cottage like this too. cute on the outside but probably had a lot of dark paraphernalia on the inside. keigo shakes the thought away, picking up a mug from the counter.
odd. it resembled closely to one he had given dabi in reality. maybe it was just his own conscious coming up with this.]