keigo landed on the ground and ran. "dabi!" he called, desperation filing his voice.
the villain only smirked, playing with his fire. "if it isn't the little spy?"
"dabi," he called again. "please..."
the villain only stated at him. "tell me, keigo... why would i listen to you? you're a hero, you work for the commission, you fight by /endeavor/'s side."
"i don't anymore," keigo breathed, "i chose you, like you asked."
and for the first time, the determination in dabi's eyes seemed to waver.
"you quit the commission... for me?"
"yes," keigo said, "I chose you."
dabi only stared and he could feel he was losing.
"touya," keigo tried, "don't do this."
but the villain turned his back and walked away. he didn't chose him.
#krbk heavy angst, past #bkdk (they didn't date but feelings), inspired by a glimpse of us, past mcd, mcd
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Eijirou woke up to Katsuki's eyes staring at him in the dark. His boyfriend smiled softly, wrapping an arm around his waist to bring him closer.
"I love you," he heard the man whisper against his ear.
Eijirou smiled. "I love you too," he said, snuggling against the Katsuki's chest.
He didn't see the silent tears that fell from his boyfriend's eyes.
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It had been seven years since Deku died. Katsuki stood quietly in front of the grave. He just stared at the stone, his mind drifting to the last moments he shared with his late friend, when they were both about to die. When they promised