Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

That Day (Part Three)

Top pic credit; Bibi

Omg that picture makes me sad but it's so good.

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Touya POV:

The dying sunlight solidified my final failure.

My teary eyes squeezed shut painfully as I slid down the thick tree bark, sobbing loudly into the abyss of loneliness.

He never showed up. Dad never showed up. Even after I gave him the biggest ultimatum I could think of, he still never came.

'If you love me, dad...you'll be there.'

I really thought....that would be the thing that finally makes him see me.

My shoulders wracked violently at the memory of my last words to him, slapping a hand over my shaking mouth and feeling the tears pour past them uncontrollably.

"H-Help me, dad...." I whimpered brokenly, reaching my hand out to the empty air. "P-Please-oh god-someone help me..."

Help me, because for the first time in my life, my heart has physically shattered in two. I've never felt so much sorrow in my life. It sits heavily on my chest like a weight. I can't move. I can't get myself together.

Finally, I've broken and lost my hope.

Even when it was hard, even when he ignored me, I always believed in him. I always had faith that one day, I would get to see him smile because of me. It was the only thing that kept me going.

But, after years of denial, it's finally been ingrained into my head. This is the moment, I truly understand...

I wasn't enough. I've never been enough. It's not something I can fix. It's out of my control and ingrained into my identity like an eternal curse.

My father's love comes with a price I'll never be able to reach.

I'm sorry, dad. I'm so sorry.

The urge to be hugged instantly shuddered through my frantic body, but no one was around. Instead, I hugged my own knees into my chest and rested my forehead atop them. The pain in my spine felt dull as the tree trunk rubbed against it with every shake.

The shatter of my soul was heard by no one but the trees. My cries were swallowed whole by the rushing river.

The sounds were gentle against my hysterical whimpers, making me wish my own corpse would melt into the grass and become one with the soil.

Perhaps, then I'd finally feel at peace.

I have no plans. No identity. No purpose.

What's the point of suffering through this misery any longer?

My bloodshot eyes fell open blankly as I hugged my knees harder. The flutter of a flower near my foot caught my attention. I didn't move a muscle, but rather stared at its blue and purple petals from afar.

It's just an ordinary flower. But, that's what makes it special.

There's so much beauty in simplicity. Words. Actions. Feeling. Whatever it may be, people underestimate the small things in life, don't they?

Saying 'I love you' every once in awhile. Even just being there...

Sometimes, it's the difference between someone's life and death.