An Hour Glass Of Memories

Allergies

Shigaraki went over to his door and knocked on it,
"Dabi? Foods ready." He said from the other side. Dabi looked up from the book he was reading.
"Alright give me a minute to get something done and I'll be out." He said quickly finishing the page he was on and pulling on his hoodie.

He went out into the main room and sat down when he got his plate from the side. He started to eat it.

It wasn't anything special as such it was just some pasta. Plain was better for him because if he had something too flavour filled then he might not eat it all. What could he say? He was sensitive to tastes and textures.

With it he had a cup of tea. He sipped it after finishing his pasta and it tasted different to normal. It tasted minty and sweet at the same time. It sort of reminded him of what he would have on Christmas when he was a child.

He put his plate in the sink rolling up his sleeves to wash up. He wouldn't let anyone else do it for him. He had blatantly refused offerings of help before even when he was ill.

This was his one thing that he didn't allow anyone else to do. Well one of many. He wouldn't let anyone touch his bunny either.

It wasn't a real bunny, it was crocheted. Everyone swore he would cry if he lost that because of how attached he was to it.

He had said it was something his parents had gave him to help with nightmares. So eventually they backed off with asking questions.

As he rolled up his sleeves he noticed something on his hands. He had little blotches of red sprayed all over them.

It was no big deal. He had minor reactions to soaps and stuff all the time due to his sensitive skin and scars. He just brushed it off as something he was using to sanitise his hands with.

He washed his plate making his way back to his room however someone stopped him on the way.
"Are you quite alright Dabi? Your face is quite red. Your not coming down with something are you? If so we can get some medicine." Compress asked taking Dabis hand and looking at the red splotches confused.

Dabi looked at him for a minute,
"No, I'm fine I feel fine too." He said slightly concerned. Was he flushed? Did he look that sick? Damn. He hadn't known.

Compress let go of the others hand after inspecting it and put the back of his hand against his forehead.
"Hm... well you've not got a temperature. Odd."
He said bringing his hand back down to his side. "Just tell me if you feel worse."

Dabi nodded going off to his room. He was going to try and find out which hand sanitiser was giving him a reaction and see if it got worse.

He would throw it out if it could harm him but otherwise he would give it to Compress who by this point, probably had more of his hand sanitisers due to them being irritant and giving him rashes or literally choking him then he had himself.

Dabi took out his box of them and pulled out another empty box. He had... quite a few to go through. It wasn't his fault. It was the fact if he didn't wash his hands every 20 minutes he would probably catch something. What made it acceptable though was the fact if he used a public bathroom (big ick for him anyway) he also once again, will probably catch something,

He started by going to an unscarred part of his skin and writing down the name of the sanitiser he used in biro and putting a dot of it above.

Generally they were very very careful with allergies especially his and Shigaraki's since they were both pretty sensitive to certain things.

Shigaraki was very sensitive to humidity and lukewarm water. He didn't know why but it irritated his skin.

Dabi was allergic to... many things. He only had one allergy that made him physically sick though and that was almonds. He just couldn't be anywhere near them or he would get ill.