Fuck you // Shigadabi

"You're not him"

Dabi's POV:

I woke up earlier than I normally do. I had slept for an hour at most. I couldn't stop thinking about him. Endeavor.

I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth, my eyes narrowed when I saw my reflection, my eyes, no- his eyes.

I couldn't look away, blood rolled down my cheek. I'm crying? I wipes away the bloody tears and brushed my teeth without looking in the mirror.

I walked out of the bathroom and to the bar, I sat beside Shigaraki.

"You were in there for a while." Tomura said as he looked over at me.

"And?"

"Just pointing it out."

"Whatever." I muttered as I ran my hands through my hair.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine."

"Doesn't look like it."

"Why do you care?"

"I'm not allowed to be worried about you?"

"No, You're not." I said as I got up and walked back to my room.

I closed the door behind me and collapsed onto my bed. I buried my face in my pillow before someone knocked on my door.

"Fuck off." I mumbled through the pillow. They opened the door anyway. I reluctantly lifted my face out of the pillow. Tomura.

"Quit being an ass. What up?" He said as he sat next to me on my bed.

"I'm not being an ass."

"Just tell me what's wrong."

"Fuck off."

"Dabi."

I didn't say anything. I sat up and stared at him, why does he care?

"Just tell me, please." He put a hand in my shoulder, lifting up his ring finger.

"I already told you to-"

"To fuck off, I know." He cut me off. Bitch.

Tomura sighed and wiped the bit off blood away from my eyes. Fuck- I'm crying.

"I'm just thinking about stuff. It doesn't matter."

"Your dad?" He asked. I had told him what Endeavor did a long time ago.

"Don't call him that."

"Sorry. Endeavor?"

"Maybe."

"Dabi-"

"It doesn't matter. Just forgot about it." I cut him off.

"Dabi, you're not him."

I didn't say anything.

"You know that, right?"

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Author's note.

Sorry it's kinda short.