Therapy Sessions•{Dabi x Reader}

Session 5

TW: Mention of abuse
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"Brother, I—"

"Dammit, leave me alone! You've done enough!"

"I-Im sorry! I was worried and—"

"Shut it! I wish you were never born! At the very least, never been born with this quirk! I would have been able to get away with so much more if it wasn't for you!"
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"Doctor L/n."

"Hello, Dabi." You greeted, and showed him your bracelet. You forgot to do it last session.

"Hm." He acknowledged.

"I'd like to apologize for our last session. That interruption shouldn't have happened."

"But it did."

"And for that I apologize."

"You weren't afraid?"

"No. I wasn't. But... I'm sure you can tell whose afraid and who isn't based off of our last session."

"Right.."

"Anyways, I'd like to bring something up that the guard told me."

"Oh yeah? And what did he tell you?" Dabi raised an eyebrow.

"He told me that I've lasted longer than your other therapists." You smiled a bit.

"Yeah, and so what?"

"That means you must like me. At least a little."

"And so what? You treat me like an actual human instead of a monster."

"I appreciate you being honest, Dabi." You smiled a bit, but then faded. "So, I'd like to reveal something."

"Oh?"

"I haven't been completely honestly with you when it came to talking about my family. But since you were so open about yours, I feel like I'm obligated to."

"You lied to me?"

"I suppose that I did, yes. But I'd like to tell the truth if you would allow me too."

"If it's something big, I want a new therapist."

That hit you like a baseball bat to the gut. All the air from your body was stripped from you and was replaced with nausea.

"Like you, Dabi, I have a brother. Or had, I'm not too sure. I don't like talking about it because of things that happened in our childhood."

"Like what?"

"He was abusive to me. Would put his hands on me a lot."

"You said 'had' as in past tense. What happened?"

"He disappeared one day. I don't know if he's still alive. A part of me hopes he is alive and well, and the other..."

Dabi raised an eyebrow, and then smirked. "Does my therapist have a dark side?"

"Everyone has a dark side, I believe. Kinda like ying and Yang. There's bad in the good, and good in the bad."

"So, you would be the bad in the good?"

"And you would be the good in the bad."

"I'm not good, Doctor L/n."

"I think you are, Dabi. Deep down, you are good. You just had a bad home life and you didn't know how to cope with that, so you turned into what you knew."

"And what was it that I knew?"

"Jealousy, anger, resentment, fear, hatred."

"Hm... what did you experience?"