[ maybe that's what dabi keeps trying to tell himself too. that this had to have been real after all they put themselves through. after everything that has happened. even a spy couldn't fake this much, could they? would the heroes really go this far to fuck them up?
maybe. maybe. that's the problem. dabi keeps thinking maybe, because he knows what his father did, and how he's still a pro-hero too. he knows the lengths that abusive bastard went to, to try and get what he wanted.
but this is keigo.
his name isn't what dabi wants. a name doesn't make a person who they are. he wants to know who keigo is as a person. the little things that make him who he is. the things he can hold on to. ]
That ain't what I want.
[he says quietly, slowly dropping his head back down against his knees. he doesn't need anything more than this. he just needs to calm himself down enough to stop, too.]
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maybe. maybe. that's the problem. dabi keeps thinking maybe, because he knows what his father did, and how he's still a pro-hero too. he knows the lengths that abusive bastard went to, to try and get what he wanted.
but this is keigo.
his name isn't what dabi wants. a name doesn't make a person who they are. he wants to know who keigo is as a person. the little things that make him who he is. the things he can hold on to. ]
That ain't what I want.
[he says quietly, slowly dropping his head back down against his knees. he doesn't need anything more than this. he just needs to calm himself down enough to stop, too.]