They did it. They won. The battle is over.
The league slowly reunites, picking their separate ways across the battlefield to meet up on instinct. As usual, Dabi is late but nobody moves to look for him yet. He'll make his way to them in his own time. He always has and they trust that he'll join them sooner or later.
After an hour passes, though, they decide to seek him out. It's quicker than waiting around for him to finally appear. It takes awhile to follow the scorch marks and the smoldering bodies littered throughout the wreckage but they do finally find him.
He's propped up against the wall of a damaged building, hands resting in his lap, head dipped forward gently. He looks calm. Peaceful.
Dabi has never looked peaceful in his life. He's always tense, always on edge. He parades around with bitterness etched into his very being, wears malcontent and spiteful rage like a broken crown.
Now though, his feature are smoothed out in a way far too serene to reflect the turmoil of his soul. He looks too soft, too content. And it clashes horribly with the dried blood smeared across his face, down his neck, staining his white shirt.
Somehow, it's Shigaraki who drops to his knees at his side first, snarling out the scarred man's name like a curse. He snatches his jacket in a careful grip, shaking him slightly.
Dabi's head rocks forward with the movement.
"I said wake up. That's an order."
Someone's sniffling but Shigaraki ignores them, instead shaking Dabi again. Rage bubbles in his chest at the lack of response.
"Do you hear me? Wake up. Now!"
He shakes the lanky man even harder, growling under his breath as someone puts a hand on his shoulder.
"I said wake the fuck up, you bastard!"
"Shigaraki, I don't think-"
Spinner's voice is soft but he cuts him off, shoving the hand off his shoulder.
"Shut the hell up. He's fine. He always is. He's too damn stubborn to be anything else."
"Shigaraki... just look at him."
Too pale skin and a lax expression. Rivets of dried blood and a chest too still.
His eyes burn and suddenly he's shaking Dabi violently, voice hoarse as he screams in his face.
"WAKE UP! WAKE UP RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME-"
Someone starts to pull him away and he lashes out, snarling and hissing angrily. They release him and he snatches Dabi's jacket again, pulling him close.
"DABI, OPEN YOUR EYES RIGHT NOW! YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO-" He cuts off with a choked sob, knocking their heads together.
"...you're not allowed to leave us."
He pauses and waits for some kind of response but all he hears are the quiet sobs of his teammates. Something in him snaps at that and he can't do anything more than howl in anguish and hold Dabi's limp body tighter as they huddle among the wreckage.
They did it. They won. The battle is over...
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