The Faster, The Better - Dabi x Fem!Reader - Book 1

(Part 35) The Things We Should Know

Your thoughts through the authors perspective

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Your head hurt. Everything was black and red. You felt bruises scattering your body. Through your thing eyelids was a liquid. Everything was now a living nightmare as you knew it.

You were swaying a bit, but you were fine. 

Your hand twitched a bit and you heard a small gasp and a huff. Maybe someone was carrying you. You had no clue. You didn't really care.

" Who is that." You pushed out softly, monotone seeping into your voice just like the liquid one your eyes.

The question should've been 'what is that' more like it, because you really were curious as to what was on your eyelids. Was is spit? yes, gross, but still. Was it blood? Also sort of gross, but it isn't anything you haven't dealt with before. I mean you were a toddler once with teeth that were sore and need a tight squeeze and pull.

Groaning softly, you felt a chest push out and then inwards. Like it was breathing.

No.

Chuckling, a deep laugh of sorts.

Confused, you reached out.

Your arm was heavy.

Heavy? Why was your arm heavy? It shouldn't be heavy unless a weight was on it or something was forcing your arm to have more weight. No, the isn't Parent Trap. You can't switch lives or bodies with another person, so that thought was out the window. Sighing internally, trying to ignore the itchy liquidated eyes and dealt with the anchored-like body.

Ouch,

Damn, that hurt.

Why did it hurt though? Your wondering why it did, but you would be closer to and answer if you had considered what it did. At least to your physique. All you knew was that it hurt, like a bitch. Maybe someone had dropped you. Or you crash landed. Maybe your brain jumped out of a window and forgot to pull the string to get to the parachute. Or maybe it did remember to pull the string but it was broken so you tried to pull the emergency string located else where on the skydiving backpack but that didn't work either, so it fell. Or maybe there was no backpack at all, maybe it forgot your fucking body with it too so it had to land on top of another plane and wait for the plane it was just on to grab your body-

Off topic. That's where we are crash landed. Off fucking topic.

You wheezed a bit. That could've gained some eyes by whomever was holding you. You were hoping it was Dabi. If it was, maybe you could give him a signal to itch YOUR FUCKING EY-

Ouch. 

What is that?

Its heavy. Like a weight sat on your chest. Damn, now your boobs are in pain. Shit. That sucks lol.

Groaning again, you sighed, In your head? No probably out loud. Maybe, either one or both. That's not possible, never mind.

" Got her." A man yelled. You heard it luckily. Then you heard heels happily click your way, like someone was running.. happily.. with heels.. on. You already thought that. Are you dyin-

" Hey! How is it going, early bird?" A woman's voice sounded out. So the bitch was happy. You crossed out Dabi as the suspect of the woman voice, unless he has some sort of Omegle or Twitch kink that you didn't know about. Maybe he trolls people into thinking he is a lady at night when your sleeping. Hmm.

You also crossed out Toga because she had a much different voice. Much more psycho and 'im-about-to-rip-you-apart'..y. Apart-y is not a word, (Y/N).

Then, your vision was back. 

But you had a brain - that hopefully grabbed your body before it fell off of the plane - so you were smart..ish.

Hearing something loud thud the floor next to you, you suspected it to be trash. It smelled of blood- oh shit someone's dead dead. Fuck, rip to them y'know?

Groaning again to get someone's attention, you got nothing. What happened to hello? How are you? My name is? What happened to that.

Ahaha, not funny.

After your vision was back, it was all.. red? You felt of no such cloth or fabric covering your eyes. It wasn't warm like blood flowing through a hand of a person.. what was it?

Wait a minute.. blood is red one it is exposed to oxygen and carbon dioxide.(CO2)

Was is spit? yes, gross, but still. Was it blood? Also sort of gross, but it isn't anything you haven't dealt with before. I mean you were a toddler once with teeth that were sore and need a tight squeeze and pull.

Blood. So you were right. Huh.

It was itchy, still, for some reason. And it stung, a bit though. Not a whole lot. It was manageable. You knew you could live through it. 

Heels clicked away in a slow motion like that she/he/they was waiting for an answer. 

Groans of male voices next to you.

Wait, so the dead dead guy ain't really dead? Hmm, interesting.

Wait, you also just insulted a stranger. Whoops..

Your vision was still red from being on your back, so the blood wasn't going away any time soon. If you could just turn your head, that'd be helpful. But you were scared someone would tear it off like some weird prime-school kids would do to a school lunch kids would do to an apple in the cafeteria.

" Princess, tilt your head. Everyone is gone. I need to tell you answers to all of your questions."

HOLD UP. DEAD DEAD GUY IS.. DABI? shit.

shit.