[ He's concentrating so hard on not bursting into flames that everything in the present feels far too distant, and there's just so much of the past sneaking in that he wants to shove away, but it feels overwhelming. He wasn't good enough back then, he could barely stop the flames.
Dabi, he hears, over the beating pulse in his ears. It's who he is, who he wants to be. He just needs to stop these flames and then he can get back to his own life.
What he needs is pain. Something stronger than the burning of his skin, and when he looks up at the second name that's uttered, he sees Shigaraki there. He wants to reach out to him, but he doesn't dare move. ]
Help me.
[It comes out more pathetic than he ever thought he could sound- like a fucking child, waiting to get rescued.]
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Dabi, he hears, over the beating pulse in his ears. It's who he is, who he wants to be. He just needs to stop these flames and then he can get back to his own life.
What he needs is pain. Something stronger than the burning of his skin, and when he looks up at the second name that's uttered, he sees Shigaraki there. He wants to reach out to him, but he doesn't dare move. ]
Help me.
[It comes out more pathetic than he ever thought he could sound- like a fucking child, waiting to get rescued.]