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𝟮𝟱 | 𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘚𝘐𝘕𝘊𝘌𝘙𝘐𝘛𝘠

My eyes fluttered against the bright light, a voice calls for me from the other end of the hallway. I couldn't see this blurry figure, everything was so hazy and my skin felt so sticky and wet.

My hair drenched with sweat, greasy and disgusting.

My shirt and skin stained with blood.

My breathing was short, but fast. I could feel the beating of my heart against my ear, and the heat of the corridor. The cold skin against mine contrasted the room temperature.

I wanted to let go of this hand.

But it was all that I had, and what I needed to just get through those doors.

The voice calls for me, it enchants me.

So when I looked up, I saw who called my name. It tore me into pieces, my knees were about to give up from the pressure I was feeling. And the hand, in mine dropped to the ground.

As soon as my knees gave up - he ran to me and caught me in his arms.

I betrayed myself by letting him hold me,  hug me. I swore, I could hear faint sniffling, but maybe it was just me and I was just imagining it.

"What the fuck happened to you?" His fingertip would trace over my bruised lip, I never noticed how disheveled I look - I blankly stare into his eyes.

His ever so alluring turquoise orbs.

Dabi...

He pulled me out of my train of thoughts, and I was brought back to my senses.

"Dabi..? You... You're here..." I hesitantly clutched the sleeve of his coat, to feel if he was real. The dismembered hand on the floor forgotten.

Every inch of my memories flooded back, everything that I heard, saw and felt. I felt cold. And my hand moved from his sleeve to his chest. Where my grip tightened.

"You... You're here because you're going to kill me aren't you..?" I whispered, when the question left my lips, I've never seen Dabi look so horrified.

"Where did you get that idea? Snap out of it Y/n. You need to leave." The ravenette sternly says.

"I know why you're here..." I slurred, daringly getting up close to his face - our noses practically touching.

And within a second, my eyes that were hazy flashed to full on concentration; a hate glimmering along with it. "I don't want to hear you care about me. I always knew, why don't you take me to Eugene?" I bitterly whispered into his ear.

"If you care for me so much that is."

I felt him look at me, but I didn't budge.

We stayed like that for a second, before I finally pushed him off of me.

"So? Don't wait to deceive me. Do it now." I dared.

⑅˚; DABI'S POV

I felt her breathe down my ear, and it sent shivers down my spine. Her voice full of despair and misery. When she pushed me away, the words that left her lips were bold.

I read her, trying to find any sign. Anything. Anything sincere. But what I found was the embodiment of dread.

I ruined the very thing I could have had, the only thing that wouldn't be tainted by the darkness of my life. She had love in her, I swear - but when she looks at me now, I could only feel anger.

Her sincere emotions seeping through the facade through her eyes.

The eyes are the window to the soul.