[ dabi is out of it the whole time. there are moments when something comes into a blur of thought, but it's nothing significant enough to wake him. a dangerous thing, but he figured he hid himself away enough when he passed.
when he wakes, he's in pain, but it's not any more than his usual. in fact, maybe even less... he feels numb in some parts of his limbs that he hadn't felt numb before. but that isn't the part that gets him. it's where he wakes.
it's dark and dingy, but it's definitely not a sewer. it's far too soft and doesn't stink as much. he sits up with a start, hissing a bit, but pushes past it so he can look around to see where he is. that's when he notices the bandages around his arms and torso... what the fuck?
he looks around, gaze falling on the figure against the wall. he narrows his eyes to try and see, but he realizes he's having trouble with that too. what the fuck.
but then he notices the red feather in his lap, and his gaze slides back to the figure on the floor. ]
[keigo dreams of blue fire and smoke, of anguish to losing something dear. it's like a nightmare without terrifying him. it makes the evening rough, but he does manage to get some sleep.
the sensitivity to his lone feather does somewhat stir the hero a bit. but the voice is what fully wakes him up. immediately, golden eyes snap open and he moves forward, ends up slipping from the ache in his back. pushing it off, he half-stumbles, half-crawls to dabi's figure.
he's naturally worried that the villain will overdo it with his injuries, so he opens his mouth, with every intent to tell dabi to relax, and-
immediately, a strong and sharp pain is there at his throat and he realizes it's coming from trying to talk. he presses a hand there, trying to calm the sensation down. it takes a moment, so he tries to examine the injuries on dabi's arms instead one-handed. mentally, he notes they'll need more gauze. maybe some ointment. the villain outdid himself with his flames last night.
he shouldn't move too much either. dabi must be completely exhausted.
he can't tell verbally explain it, so he tries pressing down on the villain's shoulder softly, to not disrupt any more injuries.]
[ keigo is at his side so quickly that it almost makes him dizzy. or maybe that's his body telling him it's overworked and stressed. he burned so much of the city tonight. he wonders if the fires are still blazing bright.
it's hard to see, but he can still sense that something's wrong. keigo is moving strangely, and doesn't make a sound. maybe it's his vision playing tricks on him again, but he doesn't see any flashes of bright red wings. ]
What are ya...
[he starts, but he's winded, and then keigo presses at his shoulder and dabi falls easily back against the couch with another pained sound. but he reaches out anyway, grabbing at the arm that is trying to examine him, fingers curling loosely around the other man's wrist.]
[dabi's reaction earns a curious look from the hero. can he not see the burn marks on keigo's body and clothes? maybe something was wrong with the villain's eyes?
if that's true, their situation became even more sticky.
dabi has never used this kind of firepower around him before. it gets keigo worried and fretting. he has some eyedrops on him, to be used in case of an emergency like dirt or dust. he doesn't want to harm dabi's eyes further though...
they both needed a doctor, unfortunately. and keigo couldn't exactly take dabi up to see one.
in the midst of his fretting, he feels the hand around his wrist and looks up, not realizing he averted his gaze. he doesn't have a phone to use to translate what he wants to say either. he has to start out small here, explain where he can.
he takes the hand softly with his and presses it to his neck, where his flesh is burned and sensitive. keigo hasn't dressed it. it's this instance he kind of wishes dabi had a cold quirk, just so he could cool down the sensitive flesh there. nonetheless, he's hoping it's maybe enough to explain his quietness.]
[it's dark in here,enough where he might not be able to see properly anyway, but its even worse at this point. There are times when Dabi is pretty sure he's burning up all his nerve endings, but maybe he really is frying his brain, too.
Keigo still doesn't respond, and Dabi wonders if someone might be listening, but then he feels the burns on the very tips of his fingers, all along Keigo's neck, and he tries to sit up again.]
You're burned. You're fuckin' burned. There was a fire?
[keigo quickly frets, shaking his head despite dabi’s obvious sight issues. but the villain is trying to sit up and he can’t have that. dabi needed to relax while they were safe.
with all that fire, there was going to be a bigger manhunt for the villain. and keigo can’t properly protect until his feathers are restored.
his eyebrows furrow though, as dabi asks about the fire. it was so big, how could he not remember it? amnesia? if keigo had any feathers left on his wings, they’d certainly would be coming off from the fretting.
he does need to explain it better. dabi has his questions and so does keigo.
after pushing down dabi to rest again, the hero starts to search for the villain’s phone. he taps along dabi’s pockets, hoping maybe he’ll understand what keigo was doing. he isn’t trying to grope him purposely here after all.]
[Dabi can't imagine he's in worse shape than Keigo is. He's dealt with burns before- all his life, actually. He really doubts Keigo has taken care of his own.
But it doesn't take much to get him to lay back down. His brain feels so fuzzy, he knows this is worse than usual. But Keigo is here. At least Keigo is here and they can figure this out together. ]
What about you? Your burns... Kei, ya gotta treat those burns. I'll be fine.
[He feels the other man feeling around and he gets it, fishing his phone out and handing it over. He has a really bad feeling about this. All of this. Why is everything so hazy in his head?]
[all keigo thinks about is that if hasn’t found dabi, if he didn’t follow him to the sewer, then the villain would be far worst off. there’s something going on with his eyes, and they needed to fix it. he didn’t want the villain to suffer even more. he’s gone though so much.
at least the villain lays down. it gets a relieved look from the hero. he even almost smiles when dabi understands him and produces the phone. instead of the smile, he squeezes dabi’s upper arm in gratitude before taking the phone so he can download a voice app.
his eyebrows furrow like earlier when dabi brings up getting help involved. he’d agree, but only because he wants dabi to receive help. it was going to be hard moving both of them. keigo really needed his feathers.
trying not to focus so much on that, he quickly types up a question, hitting the audio function after.]
[trying to piece it all together is something he knows he needs to do, but he's so tired. He feels so drained. Not only that, but he's damn worried about Keigo and he knows how stubborn his stupid bird can be.]
Where are we?
[he mutters that as well, because he can't stop the questions from forming, even though he knows Keigo isn't speaking. How did things get so bad?
Luckily Keigo is smart enough to find a voice app and Dabi turns his head towards him, trying to take in whatever details he can.]
I... It's hazy. My whole fuckin' head. Can't see anythin' clear.
[keigo had made sure he had carried dabi that far. he didn't want the villain caught. the hero could handle it being taken away, but he'd be broken apart to lose dabi to tartarus. or worst. no. he wouldn't let dabi die either.
when the villain answers his question, keigo looks at him worriedly. he's not sure if it's good or not. could dabi be affected by smoke inhalation? given the damage of new burns, keigo can safely say that dabi's own fire affects him greatly. he wonders why. he also is worried that they need to see someone about them.
there was that shady doctor, right? keigo can't help but grimace inwardly at the thought of either of them going to him. not without his feathers. he had to protect dabi, who can't see.]
I have eye drops on me. You need a doctor though. I'm worried you'll go blind if we don't get help.
[he doesn't remember why they're out this far. maybe he was passed out for a while. there was a fire... his fire? he squeezes his eyes shut, pressing his fingers against them, trying to clear his head. it's frustrating.
maybe he should be more freaked out by this, but... he isn't. he's with keigo.]
We gotta go back to the base. We'll go to Ujiko. He'll figure out what the fuck's wrong and help ya out. You're burned up pretty bad...
[he tries to look at keigo again, blinking a bit.]
[keigo can’t stop the sad, apologetic look on his features. not that dabi could see it probably. still, he feels guilty that they’re in this sort of predicament. maybe he should have gone back to base to make sure dabi was properly taken care of?
without thinking, moving on instincts, keigo presses a gentle hand to dabi’s arm, the one that rests near his eyes.
he does nod his head and agrees they needed to get to that doctor. maybe...he can watch protectively over the villain and that’ll be enough?]
Okay. But you should rest after you’re looked at.
[keigo doesn’t bring up his burns though. he doesn’t want dabi to worry.
but, as the villain brings up the fire, the hero tries not to fret. it wasn’t dabi’s fault. not at all.]
No. I ran into the fire to look for you. I thought a hero attacked you.
[ it's probably better that they came here, especially because is still fuzzy on the details. maybe the best place really isn't going back to Ujiko at the base, but Dabi doesn't know any better right now.
he also realizes then that he never really told keigo about his quirk and what it does to his body. that's always been a weakness he doesn't want to reveal, and maybe they never got to that point where he could really be open enough to talk about it. ]
To look for me...
[the fire... it was his. there were several fires and they were all bright blue. he looks at his hands, seeing how much the burns have spread, and then he looks back at keigo.]
I did this. This was my fire. My flames. I was angry about somethin'.
[he searches keigo's face, the burns there and the lack of red at keigo's back.]
Your wings. What the fuck... what the fuck happened?
[keigo watches with worried, keen eyes. he didn’t need dabi thinking any of this was his fault. keigo had willingly leaped into the fire. he wasn’t going to standby and watch the villain get hurt.
he cared far too much to let that happen. even if they’re both exhausted and injured, he did try his best. and keigo is grateful that he found dabi not killed. he wished he could have stopped the villain from exerting himself though. he should have stayed with him.
he lets the villain talk, more worried now when dabi comes to admit over his anger. him. it had to be because of him. then, no heroes.
a part of keigo was very aware that last night was possibly due to him. it hurt that he was the cause of putting so many people, including dabi, into jeopardy.
quickly, he types on the phone, anxious and missing his voice more than ever.]
I only have one feather. They’ll grow back in three days.
[he assumes. his back was burned, but not too much. he can feel the base of his wings. he quietly assumes it’ll take three days like usual.]
It was most likely because of me that you used that much fire. I made you angry. And you're hurt because of me.
[Dabi is sure he isn't the only one who should be laying down. They need to get out of here, back to the base. More than that, he needs to remember what the hell happened and Keigo isn't exactly being too forthcoming about it.]
Did somethin' happen with the heroes? Did they attack?
[why else would he have used so much of his flames? Why else would he have been so angry? Why else would Keigo only have one of his feathers?]
We should go. We gotta go. Ya can't be layin' around here on the fuckin' ground like this bein' so damn hurt.
[he pushes himself up to sit again, managing to make it all the way before looking at Keigo again.]
You're the one who made me angry? This fuckin' angry? That makes no sense... What did you...
[he shakes his head, trying to get his vision to focus again as he tries to stand up. Keigo needs help and he doesn't want to just sit here on his ass.]
I remember... walking. I was... going to your place. We had a fight. Wait, I was goin' to your place so we could talk.
[keigo shakes his head. he’s more sure now that no heroes have been involved last night. just him. he caused dabi to react so angrily like that.
keigo wants to stop the villain from getting up too fast. they had to be careful with their injuries, after all. he didn’t want dabi to over exert himself either.
the hero would be okay though. he can tough this out.
but, keigo finds himself stopping, mind reeling back as his body runs cold, all from dabi’s admittance to his memory loss. so...it was true? keigo feels so sick. so hurt, hurt in a way he can’t explain. something that leaves him completely broken.
how was he to do this now? he can’t lie to dabi again. not after hearing the villain his worries over keigo, over the fear of him being a spy.
sadly, keigo reaches up, cupping dabi’s cheek fondly. he knows what he has to do. he can’t live like this any more. dabi didn’t deserve it.]
I’ll explain it all when we’re safe. Let’s get you back to base.
[he can formulate a plan, something dabi can use to his advantage. keigo will try to keep helping his lover until then.]
There was three buildings burnt down. We’ll probably be hunted. We need to stay hidden, okay? I don’t have my feathers to protect us.
[ dabi almost argues, wanting to know what happened right now so he can start piecing things together, but they can't stay out in the open like this. dabi doesn't know what's wrong with him, and keigo is hurt.
he has one feather left, and dabi looks down at the one in his lap. he lifts it up, giving keigo a nod. ]
Yeah, okay. Let's get back. Need the doc to look at your burns, and your throat. Fuck... what the fuck.
[he says incredulously, because he still can't believe this. he should be freaking out more, but he's too wiped out to do anything but try and figure out the next step.]
I can get Ujiko to warp us back to the base. It ain't gonna feel good, but it's quick.
[thankfully, dabi doesn't question him for more. good. he can think it through, give the exact details a little better. what dabi did with the information was up to him. and, who knows, maybe the villain will regain his memories.
keigo's eyes drift down to the feather in his lover's grip, and he finds himself reaching over, wrapping the villain's fingers around it. it helped the hero out before by remaining on dabi's person. dabi should keep it.
just...just in case.]
First have him look at your eyes. I'll be there to watch and make sure he doesn't do anything fishy.
[he did remember dabi's feelings over the doctor previously. and anyway, his burns could wait. keigo was far more worried about dabi than himself.]
[ the feeling of how angry he was is what he remembers the most, and it curls in his stomach. he remembers what the fight on the phone was about, and how they had agreed to talk. he remembers thinking it was now or never. he wanted to fix it- he needed to fix it.
and then he woke up here in this abandoned building, the two of them all burnt up.
when keigo wraps his fingers around the feather, dabi is surprised. there's a lot he used to think about keigo and his feathers, and he remembers how upset he was when he found out what they could really do- but he doesn't believe keigo would give him a feather so he could spy on him right now. it feels like it's more for safety and protection, and he wishes he had something to give keigo too.
he keeps it, especially when keigo mentions what that creepy doctor could do, and it's kind of a relief that keigo remembers. he slides the feather into his pocket, then pushes himself up to stand, holding his hand out. ]
Need my phone back so I can call him. He can give us a portal outside the building.
[maybe if they could ever work through this, dabi could give him something. keigo would cherish it, protect it with his life. but, somehow, given the reaction of his lover the previous night, he is going to ruin it all over again.
at least dabi takes it for now, earning a small smile from the hero.
he comes to stand up on shaky legs, but ignores the ache there. he's just exhausted from walking so far last night is all. his heart hurts far more than any aches and burns.]
Okay.
[but, before he hands it over, keigo does press a hand to dabi's arm, giving a gentle grip, before typing one final message.]
I do want you to know that I'm sorry about making you upset last night. Over our text discussion. I promise to explain everything though.
[he'd give anything to just go back there, but at the same time, lying to dabi all this time had been eating him up. he needs to do it again. he would only look guilty for hiding it otherwise. silently from here, he holds out dabi's phone to the villain, trying to hold down the anxiousness and sad feelings. he can do this.]
[ maybe it's a good thing dabi can't remember right now. it gives them time. it could make things more painful... but how could they really get any worse? at least dabi isn't suspicious right now. all he really is, is confused.
at least ujiko is good for one thing, though these portals usually make dabi sick enough to his stomach that he pukes. his body feels so worn out though, he's not even sure he;d have anything left to puke up.
he furrows his eyebrows a bit when keigo goes back to typing on the phone, but that message is loud and clear, and dabi wonders... just how badly did that conversation go? ]
We'll deal with it later, alright? Just gotta figure this out. Too fuckin' weird without ya runnin' your mouth.
[he tries to tease, because he can feel keigo's fretting from here. yeah, so maybe they had a really bad fight, but that doesn't mean he wants keigo all fucked up like this.
he takes the phone back and sends ujiko a text, and a confirmation shortly after that.]
Come on. Can ya make it?
[bandaged arms and all, he slides an arm under keigo and tugs him along to help.]
[dabi having amnesia probably has to be the worst keigo has to experience. to relive it all. no. he was going to make it better when it's all explained. dabi will be safe this time, with the league. once keigo can make sure toga and twice are able to watch over him safely.
he does manage another small smile at dabi's tease. it makes his heart flutter. he can't believe how much he misses their teases. almost as much as he'll miss their physical activities.
dabi won't talk to him like this ever again. there won't be any late night bed talk, flirting smiles, or heated breaths. gods. he's really going to miss dabi.
keigo nods his head when the villain asks if he can make it. he doesn't want to show any weakness here, doesn't want dabi to worry over him. he doesn't deserve the kindness. still, he appreciates when that bandaged arm comes to assist him, and keigo takes it, if only to both help dabi, and also enjoy their touching a little bit longer.
they're both pretty bad with the injuries. hopefully ujiko can make a quick patch up on him, and spend more effort on dabi. without any fishiness to aid in there. keigo will keep a keen eye out for the doctor.]
[it really is strange not to hear Keigo talk. Despite all the shit he gives his pretty bird, he does like hearing it all. Well, most of it. Now though, he'd give a whole lot to hear that voice, especially because he wants to know what's going on here.
With Keigo secured against him, he starts to make his way out of the building slowly. There's pain and numbness, which are both equally bad. At least now the League has a doctor though, even if he's a piece of shit.]
Almost there. This shit might make me puke on ya though, so just be prepared.
[he sends another message once they're out and ujiko sends a portal for them to go through, bringing them back to the base in an instant.
Dabi pukes the moment they come out the other side.]
[keigo assists in getting them outside, careful and mindful of dabi's injuries. didn't need the villain overdoing it here. they were close to getting patched up, at least.
at the warning, he bumps his head softly to dabi's shoulder in acknowledgement, even if such a movement strains the burns. nonetheless, he's prepared to have the villain get sick. dabi truly was so sensitive to motion sickness.
as soon as the final message is sent, they're transported. and, it's every bit of disgusting as dabi warned. the taste is bitter and thick, filling his throat, almost making bile rise up in his stomach.
thankfully, as they're transported, keigo just allows the black matter to drip out of his mouth. he grimaces and wrinkles his nose from the taste. but, immediately he's turning and focusing on the villain puking next to him. worriedly, he pats dabi's back softly, even coming to comb a hand through his hair.
he doesn't even realize they immediately have company, and definitely not who he first expects to see.]
Dabi, Hawks, you look like shit! Tell me your fashion tips!
[twice is on them, hands on his hips, shaking his head and tsking.]
You had us all worried after your message. Especially with everything on the news.
[ it's embarrassing to say the least, but that's the least of dabi's problems right now. his whole body aches when he pukes, but then it's like they have an audience as well. just twice, but still.
dabi looks up at him with a half hearted glare and normally he might flip him off as well, but he doesn't have the energy. that, and jin is basically just a blur in front of him. ]
My message?
[he should have checked his messages. maybe that would have cleared some things up. but keigo needed his phone to speak, and that was more important at the time.]
We gotta get to Ujiko. Tell him to prep for burns, and if he tries anythin' funny I'll burn him alive.
[he knows he can't but it still feels good to say. he doesn't really want to tell the rest of them that he doesn't remember what happened, but he knows he'll have to in order to fix whatever the hell is going on. keigo's burns are his first priority though.]
Come on. Let's take the back way to his lab. I don't wanna run into anymore shitheads.
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when he wakes, he's in pain, but it's not any more than his usual. in fact, maybe even less... he feels numb in some parts of his limbs that he hadn't felt numb before. but that isn't the part that gets him. it's where he wakes.
it's dark and dingy, but it's definitely not a sewer. it's far too soft and doesn't stink as much. he sits up with a start, hissing a bit, but pushes past it so he can look around to see where he is. that's when he notices the bandages around his arms and torso... what the fuck?
he looks around, gaze falling on the figure against the wall. he narrows his eyes to try and see, but he realizes he's having trouble with that too. what the fuck.
but then he notices the red feather in his lap, and his gaze slides back to the figure on the floor. ]
...Keigo?
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the sensitivity to his lone feather does somewhat stir the hero a bit. but the voice is what fully wakes him up. immediately, golden eyes snap open and he moves forward, ends up slipping from the ache in his back. pushing it off, he half-stumbles, half-crawls to dabi's figure.
he's naturally worried that the villain will overdo it with his injuries, so he opens his mouth, with every intent to tell dabi to relax, and-
immediately, a strong and sharp pain is there at his throat and he realizes it's coming from trying to talk. he presses a hand there, trying to calm the sensation down. it takes a moment, so he tries to examine the injuries on dabi's arms instead one-handed. mentally, he notes they'll need more gauze. maybe some ointment. the villain outdid himself with his flames last night.
he shouldn't move too much either. dabi must be completely exhausted.
he can't tell verbally explain it, so he tries pressing down on the villain's shoulder softly, to not disrupt any more injuries.]
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it's hard to see, but he can still sense that something's wrong. keigo is moving strangely, and doesn't make a sound. maybe it's his vision playing tricks on him again, but he doesn't see any flashes of bright red wings. ]
What are ya...
[he starts, but he's winded, and then keigo presses at his shoulder and dabi falls easily back against the couch with another pained sound. but he reaches out anyway, grabbing at the arm that is trying to examine him, fingers curling loosely around the other man's wrist.]
What happened?
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if that's true, their situation became even more sticky.
dabi has never used this kind of firepower around him before. it gets keigo worried and fretting. he has some eyedrops on him, to be used in case of an emergency like dirt or dust. he doesn't want to harm dabi's eyes further though...
they both needed a doctor, unfortunately. and keigo couldn't exactly take dabi up to see one.
in the midst of his fretting, he feels the hand around his wrist and looks up, not realizing he averted his gaze. he doesn't have a phone to use to translate what he wants to say either. he has to start out small here, explain where he can.
he takes the hand softly with his and presses it to his neck, where his flesh is burned and sensitive. keigo hasn't dressed it. it's this instance he kind of wishes dabi had a cold quirk, just so he could cool down the sensitive flesh there. nonetheless, he's hoping it's maybe enough to explain his quietness.]
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Keigo still doesn't respond, and Dabi wonders if someone might be listening, but then he feels the burns on the very tips of his fingers, all along Keigo's neck, and he tries to sit up again.]
You're burned. You're fuckin' burned. There was a fire?
[was it his fire? It all feels hazy in his head.]
Ah, fuck... My head. Were we together?
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with all that fire, there was going to be a bigger manhunt for the villain. and keigo can’t properly protect until his feathers are restored.
his eyebrows furrow though, as dabi asks about the fire. it was so big, how could he not remember it? amnesia? if keigo had any feathers left on his wings, they’d certainly would be coming off from the fretting.
he does need to explain it better. dabi has his questions and so does keigo.
after pushing down dabi to rest again, the hero starts to search for the villain’s phone. he taps along dabi’s pockets, hoping maybe he’ll understand what keigo was doing. he isn’t trying to grope him purposely here after all.]
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But it doesn't take much to get him to lay back down. His brain feels so fuzzy, he knows this is worse than usual. But Keigo is here. At least Keigo is here and they can figure this out together. ]
What about you? Your burns... Kei, ya gotta treat those burns. I'll be fine.
[He feels the other man feeling around and he gets it, fishing his phone out and handing it over. He has a really bad feeling about this. All of this. Why is everything so hazy in his head?]
We gotta get you help...
[he mutters quietly.]
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at least the villain lays down. it gets a relieved look from the hero. he even almost smiles when dabi understands him and produces the phone. instead of the smile, he squeezes dabi’s upper arm in gratitude before taking the phone so he can download a voice app.
his eyebrows furrow like earlier when dabi brings up getting help involved. he’d agree, but only because he wants dabi to receive help. it was going to be hard moving both of them. keigo really needed his feathers.
trying not to focus so much on that, he quickly types up a question, hitting the audio function after.]
Your eyes? Can you see at all?
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Where are we?
[he mutters that as well, because he can't stop the questions from forming, even though he knows Keigo isn't speaking. How did things get so bad?
Luckily Keigo is smart enough to find a voice app and Dabi turns his head towards him, trying to take in whatever details he can.]
I... It's hazy. My whole fuckin' head. Can't see anythin' clear.
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[keigo had made sure he had carried dabi that far. he didn't want the villain caught. the hero could handle it being taken away, but he'd be broken apart to lose dabi to tartarus. or worst. no. he wouldn't let dabi die either.
when the villain answers his question, keigo looks at him worriedly. he's not sure if it's good or not. could dabi be affected by smoke inhalation? given the damage of new burns, keigo can safely say that dabi's own fire affects him greatly. he wonders why. he also is worried that they need to see someone about them.
there was that shady doctor, right? keigo can't help but grimace inwardly at the thought of either of them going to him. not without his feathers. he had to protect dabi, who can't see.]
I have eye drops on me. You need a doctor though. I'm worried you'll go blind if we don't get help.
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[he doesn't remember why they're out this far. maybe he was passed out for a while. there was a fire... his fire? he squeezes his eyes shut, pressing his fingers against them, trying to clear his head. it's frustrating.
maybe he should be more freaked out by this, but... he isn't. he's with keigo.]
We gotta go back to the base. We'll go to Ujiko. He'll figure out what the fuck's wrong and help ya out. You're burned up pretty bad...
[he tries to look at keigo again, blinking a bit.]
Did I do this? Did I hurt you?
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without thinking, moving on instincts, keigo presses a gentle hand to dabi’s arm, the one that rests near his eyes.
he does nod his head and agrees they needed to get to that doctor. maybe...he can watch protectively over the villain and that’ll be enough?]
Okay. But you should rest after you’re looked at.
[keigo doesn’t bring up his burns though. he doesn’t want dabi to worry.
but, as the villain brings up the fire, the hero tries not to fret. it wasn’t dabi’s fault. not at all.]
No. I ran into the fire to look for you. I thought a hero attacked you.
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he also realizes then that he never really told keigo about his quirk and what it does to his body. that's always been a weakness he doesn't want to reveal, and maybe they never got to that point where he could really be open enough to talk about it. ]
To look for me...
[the fire... it was his. there were several fires and they were all bright blue. he looks at his hands, seeing how much the burns have spread, and then he looks back at keigo.]
I did this. This was my fire. My flames. I was angry about somethin'.
[he searches keigo's face, the burns there and the lack of red at keigo's back.]
Your wings. What the fuck... what the fuck happened?
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he cared far too much to let that happen. even if they’re both exhausted and injured, he did try his best. and keigo is grateful that he found dabi not killed. he wished he could have stopped the villain from exerting himself though. he should have stayed with him.
he lets the villain talk, more worried now when dabi comes to admit over his anger. him. it had to be because of him. then, no heroes.
a part of keigo was very aware that last night was possibly due to him. it hurt that he was the cause of putting so many people, including dabi, into jeopardy.
quickly, he types on the phone, anxious and missing his voice more than ever.]
I only have one feather. They’ll grow back in three days.
[he assumes. his back was burned, but not too much. he can feel the base of his wings. he quietly assumes it’ll take three days like usual.]
It was most likely because of me that you used that much fire. I made you angry. And you're hurt because of me.
[and, because he needs to know for sure-]
What do you last remember?
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Did somethin' happen with the heroes? Did they attack?
[why else would he have used so much of his flames? Why else would he have been so angry? Why else would Keigo only have one of his feathers?]
We should go. We gotta go. Ya can't be layin' around here on the fuckin' ground like this bein' so damn hurt.
[he pushes himself up to sit again, managing to make it all the way before looking at Keigo again.]
You're the one who made me angry? This fuckin' angry? That makes no sense... What did you...
[he shakes his head, trying to get his vision to focus again as he tries to stand up. Keigo needs help and he doesn't want to just sit here on his ass.]
I remember... walking. I was... going to your place. We had a fight. Wait, I was goin' to your place so we could talk.
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keigo wants to stop the villain from getting up too fast. they had to be careful with their injuries, after all. he didn’t want dabi to over exert himself either.
the hero would be okay though. he can tough this out.
but, keigo finds himself stopping, mind reeling back as his body runs cold, all from dabi’s admittance to his memory loss. so...it was true? keigo feels so sick. so hurt, hurt in a way he can’t explain. something that leaves him completely broken.
how was he to do this now? he can’t lie to dabi again. not after hearing the villain his worries over keigo, over the fear of him being a spy.
sadly, keigo reaches up, cupping dabi’s cheek fondly. he knows what he has to do. he can’t live like this any more. dabi didn’t deserve it.]
I’ll explain it all when we’re safe. Let’s get you back to base.
[he can formulate a plan, something dabi can use to his advantage. keigo will try to keep helping his lover until then.]
There was three buildings burnt down. We’ll probably be hunted. We need to stay hidden, okay? I don’t have my feathers to protect us.
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he has one feather left, and dabi looks down at the one in his lap. he lifts it up, giving keigo a nod. ]
Yeah, okay. Let's get back. Need the doc to look at your burns, and your throat. Fuck... what the fuck.
[he says incredulously, because he still can't believe this. he should be freaking out more, but he's too wiped out to do anything but try and figure out the next step.]
I can get Ujiko to warp us back to the base. It ain't gonna feel good, but it's quick.
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keigo's eyes drift down to the feather in his lover's grip, and he finds himself reaching over, wrapping the villain's fingers around it. it helped the hero out before by remaining on dabi's person. dabi should keep it.
just...just in case.]
First have him look at your eyes. I'll be there to watch and make sure he doesn't do anything fishy.
[he did remember dabi's feelings over the doctor previously. and anyway, his burns could wait. keigo was far more worried about dabi than himself.]
I'm ready to leave, whenever you are.
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and then he woke up here in this abandoned building, the two of them all burnt up.
when keigo wraps his fingers around the feather, dabi is surprised. there's a lot he used to think about keigo and his feathers, and he remembers how upset he was when he found out what they could really do- but he doesn't believe keigo would give him a feather so he could spy on him right now. it feels like it's more for safety and protection, and he wishes he had something to give keigo too.
he keeps it, especially when keigo mentions what that creepy doctor could do, and it's kind of a relief that keigo remembers. he slides the feather into his pocket, then pushes himself up to stand, holding his hand out. ]
Need my phone back so I can call him. He can give us a portal outside the building.
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at least dabi takes it for now, earning a small smile from the hero.
he comes to stand up on shaky legs, but ignores the ache there. he's just exhausted from walking so far last night is all. his heart hurts far more than any aches and burns.]
Okay.
[but, before he hands it over, keigo does press a hand to dabi's arm, giving a gentle grip, before typing one final message.]
I do want you to know that I'm sorry about making you upset last night. Over our text discussion. I promise to explain everything though.
[he'd give anything to just go back there, but at the same time, lying to dabi all this time had been eating him up. he needs to do it again. he would only look guilty for hiding it otherwise. silently from here, he holds out dabi's phone to the villain, trying to hold down the anxiousness and sad feelings. he can do this.]
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at least ujiko is good for one thing, though these portals usually make dabi sick enough to his stomach that he pukes. his body feels so worn out though, he's not even sure he;d have anything left to puke up.
he furrows his eyebrows a bit when keigo goes back to typing on the phone, but that message is loud and clear, and dabi wonders... just how badly did that conversation go? ]
We'll deal with it later, alright? Just gotta figure this out. Too fuckin' weird without ya runnin' your mouth.
[he tries to tease, because he can feel keigo's fretting from here. yeah, so maybe they had a really bad fight, but that doesn't mean he wants keigo all fucked up like this.
he takes the phone back and sends ujiko a text, and a confirmation shortly after that.]
Come on. Can ya make it?
[bandaged arms and all, he slides an arm under keigo and tugs him along to help.]
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he does manage another small smile at dabi's tease. it makes his heart flutter. he can't believe how much he misses their teases. almost as much as he'll miss their physical activities.
dabi won't talk to him like this ever again. there won't be any late night bed talk, flirting smiles, or heated breaths. gods. he's really going to miss dabi.
keigo nods his head when the villain asks if he can make it. he doesn't want to show any weakness here, doesn't want dabi to worry over him. he doesn't deserve the kindness. still, he appreciates when that bandaged arm comes to assist him, and keigo takes it, if only to both help dabi, and also enjoy their touching a little bit longer.
they're both pretty bad with the injuries. hopefully ujiko can make a quick patch up on him, and spend more effort on dabi. without any fishiness to aid in there. keigo will keep a keen eye out for the doctor.]
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With Keigo secured against him, he starts to make his way out of the building slowly. There's pain and numbness, which are both equally bad. At least now the League has a doctor though, even if he's a piece of shit.]
Almost there. This shit might make me puke on ya though, so just be prepared.
[he sends another message once they're out and ujiko sends a portal for them to go through, bringing them back to the base in an instant.
Dabi pukes the moment they come out the other side.]
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at the warning, he bumps his head softly to dabi's shoulder in acknowledgement, even if such a movement strains the burns. nonetheless, he's prepared to have the villain get sick. dabi truly was so sensitive to motion sickness.
as soon as the final message is sent, they're transported. and, it's every bit of disgusting as dabi warned. the taste is bitter and thick, filling his throat, almost making bile rise up in his stomach.
thankfully, as they're transported, keigo just allows the black matter to drip out of his mouth. he grimaces and wrinkles his nose from the taste. but, immediately he's turning and focusing on the villain puking next to him. worriedly, he pats dabi's back softly, even coming to comb a hand through his hair.
he doesn't even realize they immediately have company, and definitely not who he first expects to see.]
Dabi, Hawks, you look like shit! Tell me your fashion tips!
[twice is on them, hands on his hips, shaking his head and tsking.]
You had us all worried after your message. Especially with everything on the news.
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dabi looks up at him with a half hearted glare and normally he might flip him off as well, but he doesn't have the energy. that, and jin is basically just a blur in front of him. ]
My message?
[he should have checked his messages. maybe that would have cleared some things up. but keigo needed his phone to speak, and that was more important at the time.]
We gotta get to Ujiko. Tell him to prep for burns, and if he tries anythin' funny I'll burn him alive.
[he knows he can't but it still feels good to say. he doesn't really want to tell the rest of them that he doesn't remember what happened, but he knows he'll have to in order to fix whatever the hell is going on. keigo's burns are his first priority though.]
Come on. Let's take the back way to his lab. I don't wanna run into anymore shitheads.
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