A Lost Creation

Star And Paw Day

You wake up alone in the bed, but Zero is up already, tidying your room in silence rather impressively. The second you sit up, he turns to look at you with a few items of your clothing draped over his scarred arm.

"Good morning, Star." He greets.

"Morning." You grumble sleepily, rubbing your eyes.

"Did you rest well? No more nightmares?" He asks calmly as he picks more clothes off the floor.

You make a sleepy noise of agreement, pushing yourself out of the bed and walking to hug him like you did every morning.

But before you can wrap your arms around his waist, he stops you with his free hand placed at the top of your head. You look at him in confusion, watching as his eyes scan your face thoughtfully.

"I'll get your dad." He says simply, carrying the pile of clothes off with him.

You watch him in confusion, wondering what could be wrong that he'd need to get Dabi or Tomura straight away. You wonder if maybe you were in trouble for not knocking on the door last night, and that they were delaying your punishment.

You start getting nervous almost instantly, your face twitching as you automatically look to find somewhere to hide before you can be told off.

You don't manage to shove yourself into the wardrobe in time before you hear Zero, Dabi and Tomura coming up the stairs and talking to one another.

"Mornin' sleepin' beauty." Dabi greets as he comes into the room, crouching and holding his arms out for you.

You stay frozen like a deer in headlights, staring at Tomura even though he seems as stoic as usual and not at all like he might be mad. His ruby eyes are settled completely on your face, and he hums a little to himself before getting on his knees beside Dabi and beckoning you over.

Your twitch gets worse and you look at Dabi desperately for back-up.

"Come over here, dork." Dabi says, rolling his eyes.

"I want to look at your face." Tomura says, encouraging you over with a hand motion again, holding it out expectantly for you to place your face in.

You begin glowing green faintly, and your face itches. Your hand raises, but Dabi quickly snatches your wrist, holding it gently but firmly enough that you would have to exert some effort to get out of his grasp.

"Don't itch it." He says.

His thumb rubs the protruding bone on your wrist as he pulls you forward carefully with his grip on you, neither him or Tomura changing their expressions in a way that would give away whether they were going to yell at you or not.

"Am I in trouble?" You manage to squeak out the closer you get to Tomura's outstretched hand.

"No. You have a rash on your face. I want to look at it." Tomura replies calmly.

"A rash?" You ask, going to touch your face with your other hand, only to be given a stern look from Dabi.

"Come here so I can look at it." Tomura repeats.

You gingerly place your chin in his palm, your breath catching on instinct when his fingers close around your face, even though he's gentle.

He uses his grip on your face to pull you closer, brushing a thumb over your other cheek reassuringly.

"It itchy?" Dabi asks you worriedly.

"A little." You admit quietly.

"It's just hives." Tomura says calmly, gently running his thumb over the inflamed patch of skin and making it itchy again. "Probably from stress."