Warnings: ANGST, suggested themes, major character death, manga spoilers, flames burning and smoke, unrequited love(?)
Tags: FWB(friends with benefits), childhood friends, kind of a part 2 to my first Dabi fic, Dabi persona, absolutely NO fluff(sorry not sorry), reader is lonely asf
Summary: Things with Touya started to escalate after your first meet-up. When you notice things are a little out of control, you can't do nothing but watch as he breaks himself along the way. That version of him teaches you to let go.
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"Touya-" "I told you to call me Dabi," his voice raspily mutters as he slips his shirt on, grabbing his black coat that lays on top of a chair. You slightly frown before groggily moving off his bed, legs wavering when you took your stand, pulling your shirt onto your head.
"You seem a little eager to leave," you half-joke, chuckling to fill in the dead awkward silence between you two. He deadpans at you for a moment, walking out the door when he finally decides he's done staring at you. "H-hey! Wait! Tou-“ you bite back his name before quickly running after him when you slip on your shorts, "Dabi!" He suddenly stops walking, closing his eyes when he feels the engorging fire inside of him dancing; it was almost taunting.
"Yes?" He turns to you slowly, clenching his jaw when he sees you fiddling with the hem of your shirt. "Please... Please stay," you mutter, making him stiffen at your words. "Don't be a villain for a day.. please. Don't be.." You swallow down your pride, continuing, "Dabi. Just be Touya." Yikes.
He blinks at you. He wasn't gonna lie and say that wasn't a little corny. But even so, hearing that from you made him a little sad. Maybe a little more than sad when he feels something warm trickle and seep through a stitch.
"Sorry, Sweetheart," he starts, your eyes immediately averting up to meet his, continuing to say, "staying isn’t my thing.”
You tremble, gently pushing his scarred body off of yours to catch your breath. You turn your head to look at him. Small beads of sweat ran down his jaw with white hair clinging to his skin. You catch the way his Adam’s apple bobs up and down when he swallows dryly. But like any other night, he pushes himself off the bed and gets dressed, like always. "Touya," you sternly say, tightening the bed sheet under your fist. "Hm," he responds. He doesn't even get bothered by the name anymore.
Ever since he's revealed his identity to his father and younger brother, he's been rather more... bipolar—you think bipolar was the word for it. He'd get irritated with you and yet so sweet the next, it was all confusing. "I think we should stop," you spill out, your heavy heart weighing you down to the mattress.
He pauses for a moment before reaching down to pull up his pants. "Stop what?" He suggests, shrugging and you nearly scoff at the irony. You saw through the fake obliviousness. "Stop doing.. whatever this is. And.. I know I don’t have a place to speak about anything about your family but-" he quickly cuts you off with a hand in the air, slowly turning into a fist. "Seriously? This shit again? I thought I told you to drop it," he murmurs, shrugging his jacket onto his shoulders.
"Yeah, well-"
"yeah, well what? There's nothing you can do. Just stop," he roughly argues back at you, moving to leave the room but stops at the doorway, not even sparing you a glance. "Just get the hell out and don’t come back," he coldly says, leaving you alone in the room, naked.
You could only stare at the empty space in the doorway with glossy eyes. You decide you shouldn’t let this get to you, that this was simply just a silly argument and that you’ll come back the next day. And yet, his words made you feel alone. You didn’t come back the next day, or the day after. You both stopped talking completely.
About almost two months passed and…
he went into war with the heroes. Needless to say, you don’t ever think you’ll ever forget Touya. Watching him decay in real time was… something. You realize some old things are better buried than they are worth finding, but you did love him. The boy you knew him as will always be in your memory.
