Till My Last Breath

Chapter 1

Kurogiri’s PoV

Tomura had a rough night last night. Me and Himiko were up half the night making sure he was okay, and taking care of him. He sobbed in my arms as he struggled to breath and calm down.

I walk down to his bedroom and push open the door to see him sitting upright with his drawing tablet in his lap, drawing pen in his left hand as he sketches a pair of teary ruby eyes. “Hey.. How are you feeling now?” I ask, walking over and drawing the curtains. He hisses dramatically as the sun floods the room. “Oh come on, you need some sunlight” I say, as I walk over to his oxygen concentrator. “Do you need this up higher”

“No.” he says with a raspy voice, fixing his nose cannula so the rubber nubs fit comfortably.  I walk over to his medicine cart. I started separating out his medicine into morning, midday and night, for each day of the week. I pop open the lid to the correct morning compartment.

“Hold out your hand” I say. He obeys and i dump the medicine into his hand and grab a bottle of water from the bottom shelf of the cart and open it and help him take a sip so he can take his medicine. “Remember, you have an appointment today, to see how your doing.”

“I don’t see why I need one. I'm doing fine” he says, going back to his artwork.

“Are you serious, Me and your sister were up half the night last night because you were struggling” I say, walking over to the closet to get him some fresh clothes. “C’mon, its bath day.” He groans and swings his legs over the edge of the bed.

“Do i have to?” He whines like a three year old.

“Yes, you stink. Especially with how much you were sweating last night.” I say, wheeling over his wheelchair, helping him into it. “Do you think you need your portable oxygen tank?” I say, as he starts to wheel out of the room.

“Its name is Ai” He says, wheeling down to the bathroom and closing the door, locking himself inside.

“Unlock the door at least.” I say. “I'm not gonna have you end up dying in there because you have a coughing attack and I can't get to you” He sighs and I hear him unlock the door.

After his appointment, I drove him to the mall. He had a rough time in the last 24 hours, I figured he deserved some time out of the house. He’s bouncing excitedly in the back seat. I pull up to the curb and help him out of the car and into his wheelchair. “You can go on in. I’ll go in and do my own things in a little, unless you want me along with you.”

“Hell no- I'm goin alone!!” He says.

“If anything goes wrong, call me. You have your ID tag, right?” I ask. He’s supposed to have an ID tag around his neck with my contact information if he is unable to reach out to me in an emergency, when we go out.

“Jeez, yes dad! I’ll call you if something happens.” He rolls his eyes at me. I triple check that his oxygen machine is working before I ruffle his hair.

“Alright kiddo. I’ll call you when it's time for your medicine.

Tomura’s PoV
I had some freedom!!! Dad gave me his card and told me I could burn some cash. I take my time and go through the mall. It's been so long since I've actually been able to go out of the house and enjoy myself. I found Hot Topic and turned into there. I found this really cool black mask with chains on it and set it in my lap, along with this mini book bag that looks like a freaking bat! I found a bunch of queer pins and set those in my lap too. As I turn around a corner, my wheel catches the edge of a rack and I get stuck. “Oh f*ck….” I mumble. I suddenly feel the chair move and get uncaught. I turn around to see who helped and I lock eyes with the most attractive man ever. He had purple scars covering half his face, and under his eyes. And his eyes… they were the most blue eyes ive ever seen. Goddamn, and his clothes… He looked like he could be the whole ass CEO of this store.

“Hi, I'm Dabi.” He says, flashing me a sharp toothy grin. I can feel myself blushing. ‘God damnit, Tomura.. Stop being gay’

“Hi- Uhm- I'm Tomura Shigaraki…” I say.

“Nice name, Shigaraki. Care for some help?” He asks. I open my mouth the argue with him that i am fully capable of doing things myself,when he cuts me off.

“I didn't mean it to be rude. But looks like your running out of room to hold things” He chuckles. I look at him and smile.

“Actually.. That would be nice” He smiles and grabs another basket and sets my items in it. As we wander around the store, he helps me around corners, and gets items that are too high up for me. We get up to the counter, and i realize this is going to be an issue. “Uh… Dabi….” i say. He looks at me.

“Hm? Oh-” He says, reilizing.

“Think you can help me stand? I'm not paralized, but it gets me winded” I say. He nods. I place my feet firmly on the ground and he grabs my forearms and gently helps me up, he has an arm around my waist, keeping me up, and supporting my weight as i pay for the items.

As we walk out of the store, my eyes adjust back to the brightness. “Hey, so i was wondering… well. You seem like a cool dude. So i was wondering if you would be fine with exchanging numbers?” Dabi asks me.

“Oh sure.” I pull out my phone and he gives me his number, and I give him mine.