If it didn't work out, if you chose to use me instead, it would be a death sentence for me. I had to be sure...I couldn't..I was risking everything.
[they were always watching and keigo could never pinpoint where. there was always that thought that dabi could have been an informant for them, given what little detail he could discover of the villain. but as time grew, he learned to trust the villain. and then his goals shifted and other issues were created.
the blue fires coming to life get keigo to return his fearful gaze back on the villain. it has him trembling again. he would back up more instinctively, but he's already pressed against the wall.]
I never told them about us! I always..I never told them anything about you. But they know. They know I would do anything for...you.
[but who was always watching them? who could keep so many eyes on them when they're together?]
I don't...
[he trails off, feeling his breath leaving him. it crushes keigo to hear dabi pulling away from him, and he can hear his heart beating in his ears. his chest pulls hard from the buildup of anxiety. fear was so impossibly strong that it makes his legs quiver, almost ready to drop the hero to the floor.
he wasn't going to make it, he's coming to realize. no. maybe he knew he wouldn't when he decided to tell dabi all of this. the lying was obviously too big for dabi to save him here. it's like his handlers were already here, wrapping a thick collar tight around his neck. he can't breathe, but keigo realizes he's holding it back himself.
his one last stand has slipped from under him, and he's like icarus that got too close to the sun. what more can he say?]
...go. You should probably go then.
[his handlers might even be on their way too. he wants to doubt it, but he doesn't know where they're listening from. he's only told dabi about needing to be saved outside of his home purposely for a reason. defeated and dejectedly, he slides down to the floor. he can't tell if it was worst to be burned alive by someone he cared so much for, or whatever punishment waiting for him by his handlers.]
no subject
[they were always watching and keigo could never pinpoint where. there was always that thought that dabi could have been an informant for them, given what little detail he could discover of the villain. but as time grew, he learned to trust the villain. and then his goals shifted and other issues were created.
the blue fires coming to life get keigo to return his fearful gaze back on the villain. it has him trembling again. he would back up more instinctively, but he's already pressed against the wall.]
I never told them about us! I always..I never told them anything about you. But they know. They know I would do anything for...you.
[but who was always watching them? who could keep so many eyes on them when they're together?]
I don't...
[he trails off, feeling his breath leaving him. it crushes keigo to hear dabi pulling away from him, and he can hear his heart beating in his ears. his chest pulls hard from the buildup of anxiety. fear was so impossibly strong that it makes his legs quiver, almost ready to drop the hero to the floor.
he wasn't going to make it, he's coming to realize. no. maybe he knew he wouldn't when he decided to tell dabi all of this. the lying was obviously too big for dabi to save him here. it's like his handlers were already here, wrapping a thick collar tight around his neck. he can't breathe, but keigo realizes he's holding it back himself.
his one last stand has slipped from under him, and he's like icarus that got too close to the sun. what more can he say?]
...go. You should probably go then.
[his handlers might even be on their way too. he wants to doubt it, but he doesn't know where they're listening from. he's only told dabi about needing to be saved outside of his home purposely for a reason. defeated and dejectedly, he slides down to the floor. he can't tell if it was worst to be burned alive by someone he cared so much for, or whatever punishment waiting for him by his handlers.]
Please...before you're caught.