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Seconds after you and Dabi left the bookstore he received a phone call from Tomura. Telling him he needed his help for a task, you both said your goodbyes and you ended up going to your classes that night after all.
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A week later, you went to the league after your classes to give Toga her weekly knife lessons
You looked around but didn't see Dabi anywhere, despite his usual attendance
"Hey.. uh.. Toga, have you seen Dabi?" you ask wrapping Toga's knife with grip tape
Toga smiled and look at you "Didn't he tell you? He woke up sick this morning and Tomura was nice enough to give him today off"
"Tomura gave him the day off?" you asked surprisingly
guess I've been a good influence on him
" I just didn't want him to make the rest of us sick" Tomura scoff making his way over to Kurogiri for a drink
Nevermind
He took a shot and then looked over at you, "Didn't he let you know? I told him to go over to you, you know you being a pharmacist and all"
"No he didn't tell me.." you said handing Toga the wrapped knife
Guess he didn't want my help
"Show me what you got space buns" you smirk at Toga, shaking off Dabi from your mind
"You got it [y/n]-chan!"
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After your session with Toga you were beat, you were pleased though because your training with her was paying off. Her combat skills had improved by a lot
You reached to grab your phone, tempted to call Dabi, but realize that was a bad idea. If he wanted to let you know he was sick, he would've done so, right? Anyways it was already midnight and you just wanted to be home. It was already late Fall and it had started to get chilly outside and this change in temperature only made you lazier
When you finally reached your apartment, you put on a pair of sweatpants and a loose shirt and plopped down on the bed, scrolling through your phone. When the ringing of your burner phone caught your attention. You reached over your bag and pulled it out,
"Dabi is calling "
You quickly sat up and picked up the call
"Dabi?" you asked worriedly
"Little mouse can... can you come over?" his voice trembled. He sounded really sick, his voice was strained and tired
You looked down grabbing a handful of your sweatpants into a fist. He sounded like he was in pain. You needed to get there as soon as possible
