VIII

                                    

                                          

I lay on my back staring off into space sniffling my runny nose here and there. I turn my head to the side and spot a black hoodie on the floor, the lettering on the wrinkly front brought me back to reality as I sit up now well aware of the cold nipping at my bare skin.
 I swing my legs off my bed and get up grabbing the hoodie. I slide it over my shirt and tiptoe out of the room. I may have been angry, I may have wanted to slap the shit out of Dabi and scream at him, justifying my rage and jealousy. But I wasn't his girlfriend, this wasn't cheating.
 I twist the dented doorknob and creak open the banged-up door closing it behind me when I'm inside the room. 
"Who's there?" A croaky voice asks from the darkness as I crawl onto the bed. 
"Just me." I mumble and cuddle into his back. He lets out a yawn and turns around wrapping me up in his arms. The cold that once gave me goosebumps no longer there as his overheated body heat warms me like a heated blanket. I sigh and let myself melt against him, forgetting why I was mad in this first place as I lay my cheek on his chest.
 "What are we?" I feel him release breaths onto my head as his chest rises up and down slowly. 
"We're whatever you want us to be." He mumbles and cuddles more into me. 
"No. Dabi, what are we? What do you think we are." I ask again, emphasising more. He lets out a sigh and pulls back, lifting my face. His eyes ran over my face before he slid his rough fingers under my puffy eyes.
 "Have you been crying?" He furrows his brows at me as I give a soft smile and grab his hand in mine and bring it to my chest holding it there.
 "That's not the point Dabi." 
"No, have you been crying? Did I make you cry? If it's because of the girl I mentioned, I knew her husband. Nothing happened. I promise." He says, I sigh and close my eyes as he pulls me closer to him and pressing a kiss to my forehead. 
"I... I don't want us to hook up or see other people. I want you to only be with me." I mumble out in a word vomit and he lets out a raspy chuckle. 
"Okay, sweetheart, deal. Now sleep?" He mumbles sweetly against my hair. I smile as my heart swells, and I nod. He lays us back down and pulls me flush against him with a yawn.
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I trace my finger along Dabi's peaceful face as he sleeps. Yawning, I remove his arm from my hip and get up. I walk over to the other door across from the room's entrance and open it.
 Dabi was the one other room that had a bathroom attached to it. Unfortunately I didn't have this luxury. I shut the bathroom door behind me, locking it already knowing if Dabi woke up, he'd attempt to join me. Stretching my arms above my head I groan comfortably.
 The little issues I ran into with Shiggy touching my arm still there, the tingling wasn't really that noticeable anymore. There was just a dull ache now and again. I turn the shower on and strip off my clothes, getting in. I close my eyes and look up letting the warm water patter down onto my face, washing away the stress from yesterday. 
I let out a grunt of pain as my body jolts from it. I look down at my arm to see cracks spiralling up my affected arm. I let out a hitches breath as my arm heats up and I feel a very familiar feeling in my chest and an aura starts to develop.
 I grip the shower curtain as I try to get out before it happens, but it didn't go my way. I let out a choked off noise as my eyes roll back and I collapse in the shower, my head slamming against the corner of the rim as my body convulsed in the tub. My arms against my chest, hands curled inward as my legs spasmed and twitched with my body.
 "Doll? You okay?"  A few rapid knocks from the bathroom door follow his voice, "Open the door, Akuma?" His voice grew more worried as his knocks stilled for a minute.
 I laid still in the bathtub, my head throbbing. Disoriented a lot more than usual, I blinked my eyes as the feeling in my body never left and neither did the aura. I braced for another one. I distantly felt a choke leave me as a liquid pools in my mouth as my body locked up again and the convulsing started up all over again. 
"Akuma!?"
 I knew at that point he'd heard me, and the walls shook as he slammed himself against the door. I heard him grunt as the door cracks and falls open slamming into the sink. He steps over the door and rushes to the bathtub.
 "Holy shit." His eyes raced over my face, and he lifts me up out of the tub. I curled into his body hiding from the world as I let out painful cries. My head felt like it was gonna explode. 
He set me down on his bed and grabbed my shorts and underwear from the bathroom. He kneels in front of me and dresses me with careful hands. Lifting me up into his arms again after sliding a new hoodie onto my body he opens his bedroom door.
 "What's with all the noise?" I heard Shigaraki's croaky voice as he opens his bedroom door. 
"What happened to her?" His voice immediately lost all its exhaustion as both men rush into the main part of the house. 
"She okay?"
 All the voices swarmed in my head as I'm laid down on the couch. I felt my body lock up again and the pressure in my chest come back as I gripped the couch cushion below me a moment before they lock up at my chest and my body convulsed.
 "Shit!" Dabi rushes over to me and holds my head from slamming against the hard arm of the couch.
 "Why is she having seizures again!" 
 "I don't know!" 
 "Wait, this has happened before?"
 All the voices fused together as my eyes closed and I breathed quick shallow breaths, my exhausted body relaxing as I whimpered and lifted a shaky hand to whoever's hand was closest, the soft warm skin that belongs to Izuku grips back just as tight. Dabi releases my head and squeezes my other hand.
 "Sweetheart? Are you okay? Can you tell me what happened?" He rushes out question after question, I breathe heavily as I reopen my eyes.
"My arm..." My voice came out in a hoarse scratchy strain, I could feel the blood lingering on my tongue from biting it. Dabi leaned over my body and grabbed my pale greyish white arm. 
"Shit, I think we need a doctor." 
 "It's not safe." Shigaraki shot the idea down as fast as Dabi brought it up.
 "She's clearly not okay! She needs help!" 
 "Then we'll help her!" 
 "How? We don't know shit you dumbass. Now I'm taking her to a doctor." 
"Oh yeah cause that's a smart fucking idea. A Murderer strolling into a hospital holding another murderer as she fucking convulses in your arms. You're such a fucking genius." 
 "Well, do you have any better ideas? Ex-fucking-actly." 
I let out a groan as I sit up, "Can you both shut the fuck up. Take me to Chiyo, she won't question us, she knew me before I even went to the Matsuda's." I mumble and lean into Dabi's arm. I look up at Shigaraki and smile at his worry filled eyes.
 "I'm okay Shiggy, I promise. It's just a small thing, okay?" I croak, he breathes out a quick and silent sigh and shakes his head at me.
 "Fine. Let's go." 
I leaned my head on Dabi's shoulder as he picks me up bridal style.