Flowers For An Old Friend; DabiHawks (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 19; Answer The Damn Question

*Hawks's POV*

As soon as he looked away, the my smile slipped off my face as I collected my thoughts. I had coughed up a full flower, not just one of the small ones either. I couldn't breathe! It's getting worse.

That's when the actual weight of the situation hit me.

I was dying.

Glancing back up to Dabi, I saw he wasn't looking at the flower anymore. He was staring at me. Quickly, I shot him a smile and pushed myself off the door frame. My chest and ribs hurt, along with my throat, but I would be fine. At least for a little bit longer.

"It's really pretty outside." I noted, jerking my head in the direction of the open door. It definitely wasn't my best case of changing the subject, but I couldn't think straight right now.

"Are we not just gonna talk about the fact that you just choked on a flower?" His eyes were wide as he gestured to the flower on the floor. My stomach turned looking back to it, but I didn't look away from it. I had no other place to look, it was either the flower, or Dabi.

"Yep." I chirped, beaming at him before I walked back to the sheet on the floor, picking it up. As I folded it, my shirt fell from it and plopped onto the floor. I ignored it until the sheet was folded and on the corner. Picking it up, I slipped it on and adjusted it so it fit comfortably.

"No, why the fuck is it growing this fast?" He demanded from behind. I shrugged, walking to the flower and picking it up.

It was beautiful. The petals were a pale white-blue color, but these petals were darkened slightly with my own blood. I usually wasn't a big fan of flowers,but gardiner flowers always had a special spot ever since I had heard Touya say they were his favorite.

White blue, it was so pretty. I had done more research on the disease as soon as I could. The color of the flower would depend on the person the feelings were directed at. It was obvious why the white blue color.

Just thinking about him caused my chest to squeeze in pain. The question of if he was really dead floated around my head. At this point, I didn't want to find him just because of the stupid flowers. That was never the sole reason, hell, it was not even a reason when all this shit started.

I just wanted to find him.

I didn't notice the fact that a few tears had been gliding down my face until I heard and felt myself sniff, causing a small stinging sensation to pull at my chest. Immediately, I wiped them away and turned back to Dabi still smirking.

Nope, abort.

He looked too much like him.

I looked away and twirled the flower inbetween my fingers.

"We forget about what happened last night, agreed?" I suggested, not looking up from a singular spot on the flower where the blood had completely dried.

I heard a groan from behind me before a sudden burst of fiery cracking. I jumped and turned to look at him seeing a huge flame on his shoulder start to shrink. His eyes were narrowed at me and his eyebrows were pointed down slightly.

"Stop changing the fucking subject Birdie. Who's causing this? Why don't you just fucking get over it and say something?" He shouted, allowing the fire to grow again in anger.

"I can't-"

"No, no. Answer the damn question!" My heart started to speed up slightly and my hold on the flower tightened.

"I just, I." I breathed out, tearing my eyes from Dabi and trying to focus on the flower in my hands instead. "It doesn't matter who it is. They're dead, alright? Is that what you wanted to hear?" I shouted back to him.

Dabi's eyes softened slightly and the fire disappeared as if doused in water. He visibly relaxed, shoulders dropping back down. The tears that I had just stopped earlier started to come back, as if racing each other down the sides of my face.

"Are you okay Birdie?" The nickname hurt, but I couldn't fight back this time. Instead, I just nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied, moving my thumb overtop of the silky smooth surface of the petals and ignoring the stiffer blood soaked parts. "I'm perfectly fine."

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*Dabi's POV*

"I'm perfectly fine."

"Liar." I snapped before scolding myself. The only friend I used to have, was hurt.

Keigo nodded slowly, still staring at the flower. I started to get closer trying to not make a wrong move. He flinched slightly when I was a few feet from him, but relaxed as I got even closer to him. I wrapped one arm around him before he started to cry.

We stood there in silence for so long, but I couldn't begin to guess for how long. All I know is that the longer we stood there, the closer he would get.

Soon, he stopped crying, instead just leaning against me looking down at the ground. I started to pull away but stopped as soon as he grabbed onto my shirt tightly.

"Please don't leave. I don't want another person to leave me."

I felt my heart drop as he spoke. I nodded and moved back as Keigo slowly wrapped his arms around me and buried his head into my chest.

He's talking about you. You left him.

I know, but I won't now.

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