Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

In Silence

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Touya POV: - seven and a half years ago -

Song for the moment: Harry Styles - As It Was.

Twenty seven....thirty-two....fifteen....how many sit-ups have I done again? Agh. I lost count a long time ago. I can't focus...

My lungs were burning. My breath heavy. Heart pounding.

And, why wouldn't it be? That's what happens when you exercise, after all. Yeah...

The snow melted from the ground weeks ago, bringing about the smell of flowers and weird bugs in the air. Nothing great about that, right? Just another season of more allergies and stupid smiles-oh, and Natsuo thinking the Easter Bunny's gonna bring him something. I should do what I did at Christmas and tell him it's all fake. He's getting too old for that stuff anyways. Loser...

Whatever. The point is, I've never cared for spring, or any season for that matter. The only reason I go outside is because my quirk can't be trained inside-and, even then, I prefer my usual hill instead of the crummy, confused stares of judgement I receive whenever I train here.

At home.

No. They don't get it. They pity me. I haven't actually trained in front of anyone else for a long time now.

So, of course, it's no surprise...how everyone looked at me as if I'd just confessed to murder when I said I'd be working out in the front yard this morning.

'I'm not training my quirk. Just exercising today, so there's no need to go there-it's just cause I don't feel like walking so far! Don't make a big deal out of it,' I'd grumbled an hour ago.

It was something I told myself, too. Still wanting to live in denial and preserve the last threads of my sanity however I could.

Whatever. Fuck them. All of them.

Anyways, right now, there's no room to feel anything else except the burn of my abs as I force myself up for another crunch-knowing my back was probably covered in disgusting hives from having rolled around in the allergy ridden grass for the last sixty minutes.

Yeah. Sixty whole minutes of wasting time. Ugh.

It's uncomfortable as hell, being out here. God, I've had to have been stung by at least three bees, the sun-while not meant to be so hot this early in the spring, was beating down on my face relentlessly, making me feel lightheaded and more tired than usual. The hard ground hurt my ass...

But, the view...

That's the reason I chose to come out here.

It was the perfect way to get my crunches in, you see. Each time my sweaty back hit the dirty ground, the motivation to pull myself up again was instantaneous.

....and literally...right in front of me.

Because once I did, I'd be able to catch another glimpse of that purple hair, swaying softly in the breeze just a few feet away.

She was here in the yard before I was-but, hey, I still didn't come out here for that reason! Like I said, I just didn't wanna walk so far today. I told you that!

And, yeah, the yard is huge. Why wouldn't it be when dad's got enough cash to last him two lifetimes? But, you see, I needed to work out close to her.

Only because.....well, there just wasn't anywhere else to go...

Having her directly in front of my line of sight...watching her do her stupid gardening....it was really the only spot available-cause there's a small puddle in the corner from the sprinklers, so can't work out there. And, that perfect looking space under the tree that's definitely twenty degrees cooler than my current one? Well, I swear I saw a hive of bees in the branches. It's probably there.