Red Feathers and Blue Infernos | Dabi x Hawks x reader/OC

ten

My headache pulses with every customer that enters the bookstore. Every person that decides they need to come in and hang around for Hawks instead of buying something. Every time someone drops a book in the bin next to the desk for me to return to its spot instead of them. My sinus feels like they are going to explode if I exist any longer, so I finally drag my ass out of my chair and knock on Harumi's door.

"What's up hon?" she asks.

"I um. I'm not feeling too good, Harumi. I know were kind of busy, but do you think I could go home and die instead of dying here?"

She reels back when I speak, picking up the edge of her shirt to cover her nose and mouth despite the medical mask I currently have on, "oh you do sound like shit."

"I know. And I have a date this weekend. I really want to knock it out."

"A date?" her eyes sparkle, "is it with Hawks? Or that other guy, the scary one who brings you tea?"

"The scary one. His name is Dabi."

"Dabi? Thats a weird name..."

"It's a nickname.'

"Do you even know his real name, Kana?"

"Of course, I know his real name. I've also met his family Harumi. He's safe I promise. Him and Hawks are friends too."

"Well if Hawks trusts him," she shrugs and I roll my eyes, "go home and rest up. I've got you covered, if you can't make it to open tomorrow let me know."

I thank her and gather my things before leaving the store. It's a gross rainy day and all I want to do is sleep off whatever is in my system. I vaguely think about texting Dabi, but I don't want him to worry about this effecting our date, so I send him a quick sweet text as I enter my apartment complex.

Kana: I hope you have a lovely shift tonight.

Dabi: you and Hawks won't be there so it will likely suck.

Kana: I'm sure you can last a few nights without us

Dabi: every moment away from you feels like a million

I roll my eyes at his text, a goofy smile on my face that is quickly short lived. The throbbing in my head is back. I flop on my couch still fully clothed and my messenger bag hugging my side. I need to get better fast. There is no way in hell I'm missing this date.

It's dark in my apartment. No noises besides the gentle hum on the ceiling fan and Bacons' water fountain. Even with the fan I'm sticky with sweat as I peal myself off of my couch. I must have passed out when I got home. I look around. Taking in the gentle city lights that come in through the balcony door. I still feel like shit. Maybe worse even. I stumble over to my medicine cabinet and dig through the expired bottles of pills. I rarely get sick and when I do I can usually tough it out but right now it feels like my head is going to split open. Tears prick at my eyes, and I sob as I realize I'm going to have to leave the house for a medicine and soup run. I trudge back over to my door even though it feels like I just got here. I slip back on my shoes before heading down several flights of stairs. Every step feels like I'm marching to my death.

The corner store isn't far from my house thankfully. Just a quick two block walk that for some reason feels like twenty. I shiver violently as I walk. It's still cold but not cold enough for my teeth to be chattering. I probably have a fever too. The corner store is empty when I arrive. A lone employee greets me, and I wave back before making a bee line for the medicines. I need something fast acting, good for like every symptom ever, and won't kill my budget. Why does medicine have to be so expensive. Then I head for the soup. I peruse the options. None of them jump out at me and truthfully, I'm not even hungry but I haven't eaten anything yet today and if Dabi knew that he would probably fuss at me. I settle on the classic chicken noodle and snag a bottle of honey to make some tea before heading up to the front of the store to pay and leave.