𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧' |𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐢.

𝟏𝟒- 𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢

"Text me your address" you ordered and hang up the call. You put your phone inside the pocket of your sweatpants and headed to your kitchen and bathroom cabinet to look for anything that you could use. You grabbed your bag and filled it with Aspirin, towels, water bottles, and a bottle of Nyquil you had unopened. You also lay your hands on any other essential things you might've need

You looked over at your clock on the wall and it read 12:15 , instantly you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket

Dabi had sent you his address, you studied the directions and realize it was only a 20-minute walk, 15 maybe if you ran fast enough

You grabbed a jacket, put it on without bothering to zip it up, and rushed out the door

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You were running down the streets, the crisp autumn wind hitting your face harshly making it hard for you to breathe. The orange glow of streetlamps lighting up every step of your way. You kept taking glances down at your phone trying to follow the route

You weren't expecting Dabi to call you, especially not in the middle of the night. But you didn't care. He must've had a reason he didn't feel comfortable telling you he was sick . Nevertheless you didn't care. He needed you right now and you... you had made a promise. That you were going to look over the league, even if it was the last thing you did

Reaching the area you found many old apartment buildings

You roam around when finally you found his apartment number and knock on the door

You waited a while when the door finally opened

A pale and exhausted looking Dabi opened the door barely holding himself  together

"Doll.." he croaked

He took one step forward, when suddenly his body came falling down, collapsing onto yours. His head resting on your shoulder, you could feel the weight of him pulling you down

"Come on.. lets go inside" you softly whispered holding him steady and helping him inside

It was cold, and dark. You looked over to his room and notice that his bed was a mess, sheets tangled up and a small lamp in the cornerback barely lighting up the room

You help him walk over to his bed. He then laid down with one of his arms draped over his face

You notice he was shivering violently and his forehead was dripping from sweat. He then curled his body to the side and wince in pain

You placed your bag on his nightstand and took out a thermometer to take his temperature

38°C (102°F)

He's burning up

You grabbed the NyQuil from your bag, as well as a water bottle. You pour some NyQuil liquid into the medicine cup and held it out

"Here take this" you said helping him sit up by placing a hand behind his back, and with your other hand you held the medicine cup and slowly pour the liquid inside his mouth. You handed him the water bottle but he refused

Plopping his body back down and closing his eyes. You notice him groan from the pain

You then took out the towels that you had brought from home and headed to his bathroom. You found a bowl and filled it with warm water. Making your way back to his room you sat on the foot of the bed and wet the washcloth inside the bowl of water. You squeeze and twisted it over the bowl excess water dripping in it. Then leaning over you placed it on Dabi's forehead. You repeated this process for a while switching from his forehead to the back of his neck, trying to lower his temperature