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𝐲𝐨𝐮
the silence of the night was heavy after hawks left. his absence left a strange, empty void in my apartment. it was unnerving how quickly the energy shifted when he wasn't here. the night had been calm, filled with warmth and laughter, but now... it was just quiet. too quiet.
i undressed, pulling on my nightgown, the fabric brushing against the worn bandages on my arms and legs. the day had been exhausting, more than i'd realized. and now, alone in my apartment, the reality of it all settled over me like a suffocating blanket.
i sighed, carefully changing the bandages and taking my medication. the burns from touya's flames were partly healed now, but the scars—they would never truly fade. i traced the faint outline of his fingers on my forearms, my face, my back, my legs, a bittersweet reminder of his fury.
after a while, i crawled into bed, my body aching with exhaustion. sleep took me almost instantly, pulling me into a dreamless slumber. but it didn't last.
a noise.
i woke up with a start, my heart pounding. something was off. the air felt... different, like someone was in my home. i sat up, grabbing my arm braces and glancing around the room, half-expecting it to be nothing more than my imagination playing tricks after such an intense day.
but then i saw him.
standing in the doorway to my bedroom, his silhouette stark against the dim light of the moon filtering through the window.
touya.
his hair—white. snow white, like it used to be. it was the first time i'd seen him like this in years, and it took me a moment to process what i was seeing. the same white hair from when we were kids, from when he was still just a boy.
an innocent one with dreams too big to achieve.
"d–dabi... what are you doing here?" i managed to ask, my voice catching. my mind was racing, trying to make sense of why he was here, in my home, after everything.
his eyes flickered with something dark—something distant. he crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe like he had all the time in the world. "so now you're back to calling me dabi, huh? the world knows i'm touya now."
his tone was cold, laced with bitterness. it stung more than i expected. there was no warmth in his voice, no trace of the man i once knew. this was the villain, the monster the world feared. and yet... part of me still clung to the hope that touya was somewhere in there.
"i... i don't know what to call you anymore," i admitted, my voice small, unsure. i couldn't look away, even though everything inside me screamed to put distance between us. but something kept me rooted—maybe it was the unresolved emotions, the guilt, or the memories that haunted me every time i thought of him.
