Dabi

[ the mug shattering on the floor makes him flinch before he's unable to stop it. he's so used to being here alone, especially lately when he's been going out less.

keigo looks like he's seen a ghost, and dabi probably doesn't look much different right now. except it's not just a ghost that keigo looks like he sees, but something he's actually fearful of.

dabi didn't think he'd ever seen keigo again. he thought that was pretty much set in stone after the last time they spoke. hell, he though maybe keigo had died. ]

...What?

[not supposed to be here anymore? dabi blinks at him for a moment and then his expression goes dull when he realizes what must have happened. of course. of fucking course. ]

Well, I'm here. Don't know if I count as bein' real anymore, but I'm here, and you're standin' in my fuckin' house.

[dabi shoves his hands into his hoodie pocket, looking down at the ground.]

Been here this whole fuckin' time just waitin' to...

[he trails off, glancing up at keigo again.]

Did he tell ya he pulled the plug? Didja watch him do it?