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24. Imperfections

[NEW TEXT FROM MIRUKO]

OPEN IT? YES OR NO

YES ✅

Miruko: Check the news.

Doing as told, you grab the controller off your bed, raising it to the tv, and clicking a button, making it turn on. Flipping through the channels, you finally reach a news channel, a reporter speaking with Keigo's picture on the screen.

"Right here, in this empty lot is where 23-year-old Keigo Takami's remains were found. An old warehouse used to be here, and police officers believe his murderer burned the whole place down, killing Keigo with it."

The screen changes to a student, who starts talking about how well-liked and great Keigo was and how they "can't believe something like this could happen to him."

You put a hand to your mouth, grabbing the remote and shutting off the screen. You can't hear anymore. You can't take it. The memories all come flowing back, and you feel sick to your stomach and your heart aches.

This is so much different than when your ex died. Probably because you loved Keigo, and he's gone. Tears began to stream down your face, as you cradled yourself, holding your arms and rocking back and forth. You can feel a sob stuck in your throat as you murmur to yourself. "No, no, no, no."

The thoughts repeat in your head as images of him flash through your mind. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He left you. He's dead. It's your fault. This is all your fault.

You feel like you can't breathe. It just hurts too much. You can't take it. You want to scream. You want to cry. You want to curse the world for punishing you like this. For taking another person that you cared for away.

--

There's a loud knock at the door that manages to get your attention, finally making you come to. You've been so stuck in your head that you don't even realize where you are. You're sitting in the corner of your room, with your knees tucked to your chest, crying.

The knocks grow more desperate, and you hear Natsuo's voice from outside the door. "(Y/n), let me in, please. I'm so worried. At least tell me you're okay."

His concern manages to break you, and you rise to your feet, opening the door. You both stood there, staring at each other, while you sniffle quietly. You don't want him to see you cry. This is all so embarrassing, but it's too late.

"He's gone." You sob, and Natsuo wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a hug. You continue crying against his chest, and he holds you tightly, rocking you, and tells you it'll be okay. Tells you he's sorry. And you two stand there for a long, long, while.

"Why don't we get some air?" Natsuo offers, finally speaking after you manage to calm down a bit. Taking a shaky breath, you nod. "Okay."

What happens next is a bit of a blur, starting with Natsuo leading you out of your dorm, stopping at the convenience store to buy some cigarettes and a mini bottle of vodka, and ending with you both sitting at an abandoned bridge, under the night sky.

Taking a deep drag, you lean back on your palms, staring at the scene in front of you. Trees are surrounding you but you can still see the city in the distance, and just below is a lake. You used to go here a lot when you needed to clear your head before you got so busy. Before things got so complicated. It was like a safe space for you.

You can feel Natsuo's eyes on you, but don't meet his gaze, staring at the horizon instead. "You know, smoking's bad for you."

"Yeah, I know, freshman. It's not going to stop me though." You remark with a small grin, before taking another long drag, and sighing. You put the cigarette out on the wood underneath you, grabbing the bottle of vodka and taking a swig from it.

You offer the bottle to him, and he hesitates for a few moments, before taking it and sipping it. He winces slightly, before putting it down. You chuckle to yourself, watching him. "I feel like I'm a bad influence. You shouldn't be hanging out with me."

"Well, I want to hang out with you. So it's not like that's going to change anything." Natsuo tells you with a grin. "But why? I mean, I'm a fucking mess."

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "Before I tell you this, you have to promise you won't tell anyone. And, you're not a journalist or reporter or anything, are you?"

"No, don't worry. Your secrets are safe with me. I have a really bad memory at times like this, so I doubt I'll remember any of it." You say with a small laugh.

"Everyone talks about how our family is so perfect and all this stuff, but we're not. We're a train wreck. My Dad only cared about teaching my brother so he could take over the company, while he didn't care about me or my sister or..we were a bunch of failures to him. He treated us all like crap, and it messed my Mom up, bad. She's had to be hospitalized for past several years now, and my oldest brother he...killed himself."

There's a long silence, where you try to process everything he just said. You know that the Todoroki family isn't as perfect as they appear to be, but this is...a lot.

"I'm so sorry, Natsuo. I can't imagine what that's like." You place your hand over his, giving it a soft squeeze, causing him to smile softly at you.

"Sometimes, sometimes, people say I look like him...my Dad I mean. And I hate it. I hate it so much. I hate him. I don't even know if I'll ever be able to forgive him." He admits, his voice breaking slightly, and for a moment, you think he's going to cry. But he doesn't.

"No, you don't look like him. You look like...you." You lean over, studying his features, which makes him grin. Your faces are dangerously close to each other, both of you smiling before Natsuo averts his eyes and clears his throat.

"I haven't told anyone this. Not even my girlfriend." Natsuo confesses, and you let go of his hand, moving away from him. "Why me?"

"Because when I look in your eyes, I can see you've gone through something like that, and I just know I can tell you the truth." He answers, making you want to tell him about yourself, something you rarely felt comfortable doing.

"My Dad left me and my mom when I was in middle school. He was an alcoholic, and he was never there for me, so I get it. He still hasn't come back, and ever since then, people have been just leaving my life constantly. I haven't told my boyfriend about this, either."

Of course, Dabi isn't the type of person to tell you about himself, so you find it harder to open up to him. But Natsuo is an open book, and he's experienced the same things you have, so you find it much easier.

"There's a vigil for my brother next week. It's only with some family and a few close friends, and I was wondering if you'd like to come? I usually have to go alone and-"

"Sure." You answered with a smile.

(A/N: Natsuo's a saint I love him so much bro

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