Cold Embraces - DabiHawks

Should Have Known Better

"I should have known better

nothing can be changed,

the past is still the past"

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Hawks made it a routine now.

Every day for the past few weeks, he'd been sitting under the dead tree.

In the dead of the night, with barely any cover from the nipping breeze.

Maybe if he went there one more time, that'd be the one that rewrote his past. Or maybe, he liked to reminisce. Whatever his reasoning was, it didnt change the fact of the matter.

He had gotten a cold yesterday. His nose is red and stuffy, his throat hurt and the cold wind made it worse.

As he sniffled quietly under the tree, he could've sworn, in the haze of his fever dream, that maybe for a second, he saw the familiar mop of red hair that had slowly turned white, glowing a warm color in the sunshine of the early summer morning.

He really should have brought a blanket.

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Dabi didnt know why he found himself walking well more than a few miles into a desolate area that while back then had such few people to begin with, is now almost a ghost town. For that reason, it almost seemed reassuring. That nothing changed. It was still the same quiet and comforting tiny neighborhood in the outskirts of town that he was drawn to from the beginning.

Funny, how it was an escape from beginning to end.

Well, until he walked into the tiny rusty old park and glanced over to a lone tree that stood almost out of place, tucked tight in a corner.

He'd like to say he thought it was some sort of mirage but then he'd have to admit he was seeing Keigo in his imagination, too.

That was thrown out the window after he blinked about ten times, though.

He wasnt sure why he didnt hightail it out of there. Why he didnt sprint away like an alerted deer. Instead, he walked over to the now sleeping man, and gently put his coat over him as a makeshift blanket.

Then he found an excuse to leave.

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