Bombs Go with Wings

Memories

I didn't recognize the handwriting. I opened out the envelope and a ring fell out. What the fuck. Heart rate picked up. What the fuck is this? Who the hell wrote this. I tried to remember the last time I wore Dabi's jacket. I couldn't. Suddenly, I felt uncomfortable in the commons around all these people. I needed to get some air. Calmly I went outside and found myself a ledge to sit on. I took a deep breath and opened the note.

Kaisan,

I'm not good at this shit. I put this here knowing you'd fuckin steal my jacket. You do stupid shit like that a lot, you make up for it by not letting me do dumb shit. You can keep this jacket. I never want you to be cold. I never want you to feel the way I do. I'm not sure what had happened to you before we found you, but I'm selfish and I'm glad I was able to come across you.

I think of our first fight often. I thought Stain was cruel, putting me up against you, a seemingly quirkless rugrat who could barely stand. Your wings were almost twice the size of you. You defeated me effortlessly. You didn't gloat, or call me names. You held out your hand, helped me up and we tried again. I feel we do that often. You are my equal, and you treated me as such. You don't flinch at my touch, you react differently than anyone ever has in my life.I found myself not sleeping without you. I didn't want to be close to you.

This ring, it's a promise to you. You're too good for this world, and you don't deserve to be in the place you are. I will do whatever it takes to get you out of this life.

I hope it's not too late. I will wait.

-D

I felt dizzy and I couldn't breathe. I did remember when I last wore this jacket. It was a couple weeks before the camp incident.

-----About a month earlier------

I accompanied Dabi on a lot of business deals with brokers. He trusted me to watch his back, and promised something in return for my services. I had never been to a club before, and I just wanted to experience it with someone, and someone I trusted. He had gone into the backroom to do business with a broker and I mingled. I ended up getting a couple drinks at the bar and he returned seemingly annoyed. He walked up to me when one of the patrons had bought me another drink. He was cute and was showing me that he could make his glass levitate with his quirk. He sat in between me and the patron and mumbled 'get lost'. The guy instantly shrunk back.

"Bad deal?" I sipped my drink

"You couldn't have worn something else?" He glared at another patron eyeing me

I was in a maroon strapless dress paired with black heels and a lace choker. I was exposing a lot of skin.I felt confident, and I wanted the attention. I wasn't feeling myself lately and Dabi had gone on one of his bouts of solitude. I didn't need anyone and I especially didn't need him. It has been over 3 weeks since we've seen each other. He had come to my apartment today demanding me to help him with some job and I had agreed.

I rolled my eyes, "I think I look nice."

I threw another drink back and Dabi didn't look amused "Green isn't your color dear"

He snickered, "I'm green? You mean jealous?"

"Very" I went to take another drink and Dabi gently took it out of my hand

"That's not nice at all." I pouted

"I'm not trying to be nice. I don't give a fuck what you do." Dabi drank the rest of my drink

We sat at the bar in silence for a few minutes. Dabi fidgeted uncomfortably. The club was loud, but I couldn't deal with the silence any longer.

"Where were you. Were you with someone" These drinks were making me bold.