Soul Thirst (Bakugo x Fem reader x Dabi)

Chapter 6

You pant, you run, you heart races enough to feel it thumping in your throat. The hero from your memory stands in front of you, "I was just trying to save you..." He whispers. "I WAS TRYING TO SAVE YOU...you didn't have to take my life away...YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO...LITTLE GIRL? YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BECOME A HERO, YOU KILLED ME; YOU COULD KILL ANYONE. GIVE UP!" You look at yourself trembling in fear, your little hands shaking and sweating. You try to gasp for air.

"ESMA!!!"

You wake up suddenly, almost like your life depended on it.
"Hey sleepyhead. You were sweating, mumbling sorry." Dabi said in a deep, raspy voice.
You were reminded of your dream.
You tell him everything about your nightmare while staring at him emotionless.
He pulls you into a hug. "Hey, it's okay. It's just a bad dream, alright. Calm down...I'll get you some water." You watch him go.

You look down at your shaking hands questioning the dream. 'What was that?' You curl yourself closing your eyes.

"Here, drink some water..."
You lift your head up and take the glass of water from his hold. All you can see whenever you close your eyes, was that hero suffocating and his words echoing. You also hear Bakugo's words hit like a truck. An attempt to find the reason behind this awful dream, and to improve yourself, passion blooms inside you.

You hand him the empty glasses and stare at the floor.
"Hey, you okay?"
"...Yeah, the dream just felt too real to overlook, Dabi."
He looks at you, with no words for you.
"Hey...doll...do you remember when you found me in a dark alley?" He asks you hesitantly.
"Yeah, I guess..."
"You were so scared, shivering in cold." He gives a sad smile. It was like the silence before a storm.
"Mhmm...I do remember being scared, but it was not of the cold or loneliness. It was something else. I couldn't quite wrap my mind around it." You reply slowly to him.
"You hugged me tightly, and you were shorter than me. Heh. I tried to push you away, but you kept clinging onto me and I heard you say in a frail voice, 'He's dead, I didn't mean to kill him. It was an accident. I was scared. Help me... big brother.'

You stare at the floor with a heavy heart when the realization hits you.
"I looked at the lifeless body of the hero at the dead end of the alley." He said patiently realizing that he is just salting your wounds.
With those words, you suddenly feel empty. You feel like a burden lifted off from you. You notice few tears from your eyes, but you wipe them away.
"I didn't want to keep you any longer in a crime scene. Neither didn't I wanted to stay and give details to the policemen. So I took you away, and found your mom's number in your little kitten pouch and got you back to your family."
"So you left him there?" You asked while looking down at your feet.
"Yeah. Some people found him that night and informed to the police. It was all over the news"

You grab your phone and search up hero deaths on that year. You see a guy with a bright smile who was said to be found dead in an alley. Your hand tightens around your phone as your read through the news.
"He was ranked number 9. I killed him. I took away his future. I didn't have the rights do that. I'm no god...he was just trying to help me. What a foolish kid was I... useless. A worthless one."
"Hey princess, come here..." He carries you and slowly places you on the couch, with him sitting next to you.

"Now...now don't blame yourself for something you did when you were a young little girl who was lost and scared. You did it to protect yourself. I didn't want to put your future on a bad spot by reporting. So relax and sleep...little mouse." He says with a tired voice. You flop into his laps and close your eyes, he kept caressing your hair until you fell asleep with all the guilt and frustration dwelling inside of you.

Birds chirped outside your window. You clumsily open your tired eyes and see yourself in your bed. 'He brought me to my room, huh'. You look at the time on the clock, it was just 6:30. You take a long hot shower. You wear a baggy, grey hoodie and head downstairs to see Dabi sprawled on the couch. You smile at him and stroll your way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. "Umm...what should I do...pancakes! Pancakes, it is!" You talk to yourself.