An Hour Glass Of Memories

More random bullshit for you all ♡

He was sat on his bed watching a movie when someone knocked on his door.
"Dabi can I come in?" Compress asked from the other side opening the door when he heard a yes. "Hey I just wanted to bring you your food. Is that ok?"

Dabi smiled pausing the movie before nodding and taking the takeout off of him. They had ordered from somewhere new for once so he chose something new too. He was pretty excited to try it as well.

He took the fork that was on its lid and put it on the side.
"Thank you dad." He said smiling at him.

Compress left the room most likely to get back to the rest of the league pretty quickly. It was fine though because Dabi wanted to get his movie and food finished.

He took the lid off pouring it onto a plate and taking the fork from the side. He ate it quite quickly when he realised how good it tasted. It did however have a familiar taste to it he couldn't put his finger on though.

It tasted a little like what he thought clay would taste like if it was edible.

He brushed it off however, eating it all and enjoying having something new and interesting for once instead of the same old thing.

He unpaused his movie hoping to see the ending before he went to sleep.

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About ten minutes after he unpaused the movie he started to feel not-so well. His stomach made a grumbling noise and he felt a little queasy.

On top of all that he had red splotches all over his hands, like a rash. He went over to the bathroom to check if he had it on his face as well and looked in the mirror.

Dabi spotted dark circles under his eyes on the healthy skin, and his face was awfully pale. He washed his face with soap and water just so if he had eaten something he couldn't, that the reaction would calm down on his face at least.

It didn't. I'm tact it made it feel like his face was burning the water off. It was a stinging feeling that he really didn't like.

He looked at himself in the mirror and his face had gone bright red. His cheeks were a rose colour and he could feel them burning.

He wiped his face with a towel and sighed. This was not what he needed.

Suddenly a wave of nausea hit him and he doubled over. He closed his eyes pressing his face to the sink and spat up what he had ate for dinner.

He felt increasingly dizzy and his legs felt ultimately weak. He straightened his posture and cleaned the sink before leaving the bathroom and going back to his bedroom.

He just felt all-to hot and bothered.

He turned his movie back on half-awake and curled up under the sheets of his bed.

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He must have fallen asleep because when he woke up he had an ice pack on his head and he felt extremely sick. He sat up covering his mouth with one hand and looking round the room. Although his vision was hazy he saw a note written by Compress in the side. 

It read, 'Good morning, we have gone out. If you need us call. P.S i have left your breakfast on the side.'

At the moment he didn't think he could stomach eating anything never mind a full meal. He re-read the note once more before feeling his stomach twist and he slammed it down on his bedside table and getting up and going to the bathroom.

He threw up into the toilet just barely making it before he did. He choked up another round of vomit as he leant down.

He felt so shitty and he just wanted to have it over with. He had figured out the meal he had eaten must've had some kind of almond flavour of just plain almonds in if he was this sick. That was pretty obvious now.