[as he turns the mug around in his hand, getting a better look at it, it brings back fond memories. gods. what he wouldn't give to go back to that. it brings a small smile up to his lips.
keigo recalls hearing how to make a home in san junipero as your own. when he had that shabby apartment, he's glad dabi never got to see it. keigo had decked it out with plenty of plants and photographs of his memories of the two of them together. maybe...he can do that here, in this new home.
he's still fondly looking at the mug when the sound of the someone comes up behind him. immediately, he turns and he's still, eyes wide, full of fear. and, without thinking, he drops the mug on the ground to shatter.]
You-
[keigo looks down. the remains of the mug are no longer there. a quick look back up, and he can see it back on the counter. but that's the least of his problems right now.
no. nonononono.]
You're not supposed to be here anymore.
[fuck. what was his mind doing to him? a hallucination right? that's what this was. keigo stumbles back, running a hand through his hair. what the hell. it's like he walked right into a damn nightmare. he grieved. why was dabi right there? in front of him?
he promised!]
Please tell me you're not real.
[keigo desperately asks so softly, can't even force his eyes to look. this has to be one hell of a nightmare. no. he wasn't really there, in san junipero. he was still in his hospital bed, listening to his handlers or endeavor drone on and on.]
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Date: 2021-03-04 03:05 am (UTC)keigo recalls hearing how to make a home in san junipero as your own. when he had that shabby apartment, he's glad dabi never got to see it. keigo had decked it out with plenty of plants and photographs of his memories of the two of them together. maybe...he can do that here, in this new home.
he's still fondly looking at the mug when the sound of the someone comes up behind him. immediately, he turns and he's still, eyes wide, full of fear. and, without thinking, he drops the mug on the ground to shatter.]
You-
[keigo looks down. the remains of the mug are no longer there. a quick look back up, and he can see it back on the counter. but that's the least of his problems right now.
no. nonononono.]
You're not supposed to be here anymore.
[fuck. what was his mind doing to him? a hallucination right? that's what this was. keigo stumbles back, running a hand through his hair. what the hell. it's like he walked right into a damn nightmare. he grieved. why was dabi right there? in front of him?
he promised!]
Please tell me you're not real.
[keigo desperately asks so softly, can't even force his eyes to look. this has to be one hell of a nightmare. no. he wasn't really there, in san junipero. he was still in his hospital bed, listening to his handlers or endeavor drone on and on.]