[the only sound keigo really hears is the footsteps as they leave, and for the first time in a long while, he's alone. he's not sure the extent of whatever punishment he'll receive, but he knows he'll never fly the blue skies again. he could leave. he could fly away right now. but his mother is still in their care, still receiving the money to fund her lifestyle.
and, honestly, he can't find the motivation to do that. it would mean putting dabi in harms way, more than before. twice too. everyone he's begun to care about. maybe even his little intern. the hero commission didn't stick to boundaries of what was right and what was wrong. they did as they pleased. they were the true evils of the world.
to have some secret informant under their care, it must mean they've always doubted him. or planned to use him. he was disposable. it didn't matter that he was the number two hero. he can see the headlines that 'number two hero hawks forced to retire due to villain incident' and he would be swept under the rug, under the hands of the hero commission. he only made it to the number two spot by being forced to sleep with those who could make the decision. he hated it. but it was decided of him.
everything was decided of him, from the moment he was born.
keigo doesn't realize the puddle of tears that begun to gather on the floor. he feels so cold, about to face his greatest fear. he's always been threatened to never bite the hand that feeds him. they've promised to destroy him immensely, make him beg for death. he failed in his endeavors to put a stop to them. they'll easily replace him with someone suitable. they'll kill twice, toga...dabi..
the door opening has him freezing and he's sure this is it. they really were that fast? he can't even look up, heart hammering in his chest, a look of dread in his eyes. this was it. to face the greatest evil he knew-
dabi's voice fills the room and keigo snaps his head up. he can't hide away his fear, but there's confusion there. dabi...left, didn't he? was this just his imagination playing tricks on him? no way was dabi here, offering his hand out.
he tries mouthing words, can't find his voice from his fear. he wants to take the hand though. wants to desperately be saved. that's all he wanted. but he doesn't deserve it. dabi was right. he deserved everything coming to him.]
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Date: 2021-04-30 10:15 pm (UTC)and, honestly, he can't find the motivation to do that. it would mean putting dabi in harms way, more than before. twice too. everyone he's begun to care about. maybe even his little intern. the hero commission didn't stick to boundaries of what was right and what was wrong. they did as they pleased. they were the true evils of the world.
to have some secret informant under their care, it must mean they've always doubted him. or planned to use him. he was disposable. it didn't matter that he was the number two hero. he can see the headlines that 'number two hero hawks forced to retire due to villain incident' and he would be swept under the rug, under the hands of the hero commission. he only made it to the number two spot by being forced to sleep with those who could make the decision. he hated it. but it was decided of him.
everything was decided of him, from the moment he was born.
keigo doesn't realize the puddle of tears that begun to gather on the floor. he feels so cold, about to face his greatest fear. he's always been threatened to never bite the hand that feeds him. they've promised to destroy him immensely, make him beg for death. he failed in his endeavors to put a stop to them. they'll easily replace him with someone suitable. they'll kill twice, toga...dabi..
the door opening has him freezing and he's sure this is it. they really were that fast? he can't even look up, heart hammering in his chest, a look of dread in his eyes. this was it. to face the greatest evil he knew-
dabi's voice fills the room and keigo snaps his head up. he can't hide away his fear, but there's confusion there. dabi...left, didn't he? was this just his imagination playing tricks on him? no way was dabi here, offering his hand out.
he tries mouthing words, can't find his voice from his fear. he wants to take the hand though. wants to desperately be saved. that's all he wanted. but he doesn't deserve it. dabi was right. he deserved everything coming to him.]
I..don't...
[deserve you to save me.]
They'll..catch you. You have to go.