I leaned forward. I was nearly done, exhausted from fighting so long. My explosions barely made it ten feet and Dabi seemed like he could keep fighting for hours. I need to get this finished! I took a deep breath before I heard him yell. "Hey!" I looked at him, confused. "Can you fight any longer?" I nodded, glaring at him, making it seem like I was fine. I looked down before making myself stand up, but when I looked ahead Dabi was standing there, shaking his head. "You're shaking, kid," He came a few steps closer, looking at me pitifully. "You don't have to lie to me just because I'm your opponent." I shook my head, still forcing a glare on my face. "I'm fine! Do you need a break old man?" He sighed before picking me up bridal style. Just as I was about to begin fighting him I felt a slight sting in my neck and I passed out." *Time Skip* I woke up, laying on an old couch that I didn't recognized. I sat up quickly, remembering what had happened. I looked around before seeing Dabi sitting on a chair on his phone. He looked up and smirked slightly. "How you feeling kid?" I felt... better. I wasn't tired or hurt. I glared at him confused. "What'd you do to me?" He sighed, rubbing his head slightly. "Nothing. You are fine kid." I rolled my eyes. "Then why'd you help me? What villan saves the kid they're fighting?" He leaned forward, onto his knees. "To be honest, you remind me of my brother. I wouldn't want him to get beaten into exhaustion." I got up, grunting. "Well thanks for that, but I'll get going now." Sarcasm was heavy in my voice. I heard Dabi stand up behind me and I turned to face him. "Fine. But, kid, keep yourself safe. Don't kill yourself for a cause that isn't worth it." I rolled my eyes before walking from the building, smiling slightly to myself once the door closed.
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Comfort Oneshots
DiversosA collection of characters from multiple fandoms struggling and their partner(s)/friends helping them. *Requests open* TW: Self-harm Panic attacks Age regression Suicide attempts
