You already fuckin' said ya gave him information. Ya just fuckin' said that before! What, can't keep track'a all your own bullshit?
[how many lies did keigo feed him? how many times did he swear he was telling the truth, when he was hiding all of this, over and over again. he knew he shouldn't have trusted a damn pro-hero, but he got so stupid. he let keigo in, and he'll never make that mistake again.
the worst part is, it hurts. it hurts so intensely as he gets ready to leave this place and never come back. how stupid of him to think that he could ever be worth something good. that he could ever have something real. especially with a hero, no less. he can't believe how stupid he was.
he doesn't look back as he leaves, knowing full well he has to warn the others. he doesn't know how he's going to break this to them, because he doesn't even want to give them the details. how can he tell them about what the two of them did? what they had? how can he explain it coldly as if none of this ever meant anything to him?
dabi makes it to the elevator before he stops, realizing there's blood running down his face. this is the end of it. this is the end of everything. if even a little bit of what keigo said is true, they're going to go after the army with full force, and he'll never see keigo again. what will they really do to him? dabi can't stop thinking about that terrified look on keigo's face. he knows that look. he used to have it on his own face all the time when he was younger. would they really do that to the famous number two?
without even thinking he turns. he moves quickly back to the penthouse, his hear hammering hard in his chest. he feels like he's choking on his own breathes, dizzy as his mind races with all the terrible ways this could end. dabi isn't a hero. he's a villain, through and through. when touya died and dabi raised from the ashes, it was never going to be any other way. but as he heads back inside and over to keigo, he does what he wishes someone would have done for him. it's what he dreamt about every night. ]
Come on. Get the fuck up. Let's get outta here.
[he holds a hand out to Keigo, staring at the curled up form crouched on the floor.]
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Date: 2021-04-30 09:38 pm (UTC)[how many lies did keigo feed him? how many times did he swear he was telling the truth, when he was hiding all of this, over and over again. he knew he shouldn't have trusted a damn pro-hero, but he got so stupid. he let keigo in, and he'll never make that mistake again.
the worst part is, it hurts. it hurts so intensely as he gets ready to leave this place and never come back. how stupid of him to think that he could ever be worth something good. that he could ever have something real. especially with a hero, no less. he can't believe how stupid he was.
he doesn't look back as he leaves, knowing full well he has to warn the others. he doesn't know how he's going to break this to them, because he doesn't even want to give them the details. how can he tell them about what the two of them did? what they had? how can he explain it coldly as if none of this ever meant anything to him?
dabi makes it to the elevator before he stops, realizing there's blood running down his face. this is the end of it. this is the end of everything. if even a little bit of what keigo said is true, they're going to go after the army with full force, and he'll never see keigo again. what will they really do to him? dabi can't stop thinking about that terrified look on keigo's face. he knows that look. he used to have it on his own face all the time when he was younger. would they really do that to the famous number two?
without even thinking he turns. he moves quickly back to the penthouse, his hear hammering hard in his chest. he feels like he's choking on his own breathes, dizzy as his mind races with all the terrible ways this could end. dabi isn't a hero. he's a villain, through and through. when touya died and dabi raised from the ashes, it was never going to be any other way. but as he heads back inside and over to keigo, he does what he wishes someone would have done for him. it's what he dreamt about every night. ]
Come on. Get the fuck up. Let's get outta here.
[he holds a hand out to Keigo, staring at the curled up form crouched on the floor.]