Pyre - (Dabi X Reader) BNHA Fanfic

~ Part 87 ~

꧁༒☬𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓿𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓵𝔂.
 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓵𝔂 𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝔃𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓬𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓭 𝓭𝓲𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮.
 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓬𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮.
 𝓓𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓼 𝓮𝓪𝓼𝔂. 𝓖𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓾𝓹 𝓲𝓼 𝓮𝓪𝓼𝔂.
 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓮, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓬𝓮𝓪𝓷.☬༒꧂

"Oh my god, Y/N-", you turned around in time to see Tiffany's legs buckle beneath her before she collapsed to the ground. You got up and rushed over to her. "Tiffany!", you called out, kneeling over her. She seemed to regain herself again, sighing as she looked at you.

"You okay?", you asked. She looked at you once more before dropping her head to the floor again. "How are you alive?", she blurted out, looking tired but relieved. You shrugged. "I have no idea", you mumbled, thinking back to Cora. Was it just a pigment of your imagination or had it been real?

Tiffany sat up. "I don't understand, it should be impossible ...", she groaned, rubbing her temple, as you saw her eyes gain moisture, "I don't know how you make life work". You smiled at her, Dabi crouching down next to you. "Well, you know what they say, life's like a game of chess".

Tiffany cast you a doubtful look. "Does it look like I know how to play chess?", she muttered. You laughed. Tears streamed down Tiffany's face, but she was smiling and laughing alongside you. "Okay, but on a serious note", Tiffany mumbled, picking up some medication she had take along with her, "do you feel okay? Is anything off?".

For the first time you thought about it. You wriggled your arms and legs, looking at them as you did. "No", you shook your head, "I feel perfectly fine if I'm being honest. As good as I did way before all this". Tiffany's brows furrowed. "I really want to know the how's and why's", she started, "but I'm way too tired for that now. I think ... I think for now, we should all just head home". The three of you sighed and nodded in union.

You got up, looking around you. Everything around you was a mess. Debris was lying everywhere, decorated by scorch marks and silver moon hieroglyphics all over. You looked over at Dabi, asking the unsaid question. He nodded his head. "He's gone, Angelface", he muttered gently, intertwining his fingers with yours. You sighed, squeezing his hand, knowing that everything would be alright now.

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You and Dabi had decided to skip out on the league for the day and head to your own house. Dabi had disappeared somewhere in the back as you tried to desperately cook up something in the kitchen.

You thought about Dabi. He seemed a little better after you had talked it out. He was back to his teasing antics, but you could still see the anxiousness in his eyes. You didn't blame him though, something in the back of your mind was still expecting you to drop dead at any moment.

This whole thing may just as well be your imagination. You might be in a coma or worse yet, be a ghost living through what you thought were your memories. You shuddered, shaking your head. Enough now, everything was alright.