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VIII - Thirteenth Night

Both laying on her bed while he buried his face in her chest, his jacket on her couch, she was playing with his hair; making it more messy then it already was.

Every breath he took she felt it on her skin, after awhile; she noticed that she started to breathe with him unconsciously.

He was having a nap for almost an hour now, it's 3 am and she has training tomorrow, but she didn't even consider waking him up.

She wished her eyes were working probably right now, she wished she could look at him, but she was thankful she can feel him at least.

Her hand went from his hair to his face, she can tell if she's touching the scars or his real skin, the scars are so dry but his skin is soft.

Suddenly he took a sharp breath, and he woke up, didn't move, it felt like he wasn't breathing for a second, then he sat up.

" are you okay Dabi ? " she asked worriedly, he jumped a little, like he just noticed her, " shit, it's you.. " he whispered rubbing his face.

She sat on the bed too and warped her arms around him, " another nightmare ? " she mumbled pulling him into her arms.

He hugged her back burying his face in her chest again, " yeah.. " he said quietly.

" you want to talk about it ? " she asked him, every time he'll have a nightmare she would ask him the same question, he never told her anything.

But this time he just sighed, " I saw my mother.. " he whispered hugging her even tighter.

She sat on her knees giving him more space to throw himself at her, " is that something bad..?" she asked.

It took him a few seconds to answer, he didn't have an answer, " no.., or yes I don't know.. " he mumbled.

" you don't know ? " she asked again.
" I don't.. ".
" it's okay, it was just a nightmare.. ".

She fell on the bed again, Dabi still cuddling with her, they talked about their families once, he never said his siblings names but called them nicknames.

' snowman '
' winter beauty '
' perfection '

But his mother and father were never mentioned, and she never asked so she doesn't bother him, he pushed her a little so he can face her, he only seen her eyes opened that night in the bar; they will always remind him of the unforgettable.

His fingers brushed softly on the edge of her eye, her eyelids were relaxed even when he rubbed them with his finger, he mumbled kindly " can you open your eyes ? ".

Her eyebrows lowered a little, " why ? " she asked with a confused smile, " I want to see them " he answered.

" why would you want to see that ? " she asked again her smile showing her teeth, " why wouldn't I want to see them ? " he replied to her question with a question.

She laughed lightly " hey that's my job to answer a question with a question ! " she blurted hitting his chest, he rubbed her eyelids again smiling warmly, she opened them slowly.

His smile became a grin, " so you can open them without making me see fucked up shit " he said playfully and she felt like talking to a child.