I wish I were Keigo...

Chapter 9

~You gave her your sweater. It's just polyester.~

I notice a red feather peeking out from between Dabi's jacket, under his shirt.

My stomach churns at the sight and I feel like I might throw up.

I put on my gaming headphones out of habit even though the battery is dead. I sit down in front of the TV and start playing a game.

I feel Dabi's eyes burning at the back of head. I hear his phone ring and he answers in a hushed voice.

"I don't you not to call me," Dabi whispers into the phone.

I try to ignore him but I can't help to listen to his private conversation.

"Shigaraki," Dabi calls. I bite my lip, focusing on the game. "Nevermind, he can't hear me."

My heart beats out of my chest, my cheeks flushing with emotions of heartbreak and anger.

"I had fun too," Dabi says with a chuckle. "We should do it again sometime, baby."

~But you like her better.~

"Yeah," Dabi says softly. "I'd like that a lot, too. Next time you can spend the night. Plus," his voice deepens, "we could go a few more rounds."

I turn off my game and take off the head phones.

Dabi looks up at me, hiding his phone against his chest. "What's your deal," he asks as I storm off.

~I wish I were Heather.~