Reader has a flashback

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A/N: The request on tumblr for this one was something like: S/o having a flashback, and doesn't like to be touched for a while after.

"You need to breathe" Dabi growled as you were hugging your pillow and just looking at a wall.

It was like he thought you didn't know that, but you did know. Your lungs were screaming for air, but you just felt like you couldn't breathe.

"Hey, you hear me? You need to breathe" Dabi said while he walked back and forth in front of you.

He knew you disliked being touched when you got like this, but he was having a really hard time not shaking you to get you to breathe properly and to pay attention to him.

After a little while of pacing and telling you to breathe, Dabi sat down next to you. Not close enough to touch you, but close enough that if you wanted to touch him, you could. You were now breathing at least somewhat normally and had loosened your grip on the pillow.

"Need anything?" he asked.

You just shook your head and turned to look at him. You didn't look panicked anymore but he could still see the fear in your eyes. Dabi's first instinct was to hurt the person who caused you this much pain, but he knew he couldn't do that, so he settled for trying to help you in other ways. He knew very well that he wasn't very good at comforting people, it wasn't really a skill he had ever needed before, but he tried his best.

"You know, it might make you feel better if you just let me torch the person who hurt you" Dabi suggested anyway, even though he knew you wouldn't take him up on it, he was just trying to get you to talk.

"No, you-you know I don't want that blood on-on your hands or mine" you stammered.

"It's good to hear your voice. You okay?" he asked, still not touching you, giving you the time to initiate contact yourself.

"I'm okay I guess" you said and scooted a little closer to him, leaning your head on his shoulder.

"Flashbacks I'm assuming?" Dabi asked, but it wasn't really a question. He knew you well and knew what your bad times looked like.

"Yeah... I just don't get why. I was doing okay today and bam, it just hit me like a train"

"That sucks"

"Yep"

"Thank you for your insights" you smirked tiredly and smacked his arm playfully.

"No problem" he said and kissed your forehead.

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