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    Hawks had been perched on the railing of his apartment deck when Dabi arrived.

    He hadn't really been doing anything, so he couldn't say he minded the visit.

    It was probably the last visit he'd ever receive, truth be told.

    The hero sighed as he looked over the city below.

    He was so high up, the street lights and sounds of the bustling city below reminded him of faint twinkling stars and the soft humming of bees.

    Or maybe that was just him.

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    “Proust believed in reenactment therapy,” Andrew said.
    “Reenactment therapy,” Wymack repeated.
    Andrew felt walls close around him. Walls he knew so well. Walls he stared at every time they strapped his limbs to the bed because Proust labeled him a ‘danger to himself.’
    “Kid, look at me,” Wymack said.
    The walls, Andrew remembered. When Proust did his fucking therapy, Andrew remembered the walls.
    “Andrew, are you telling me he–”
    “Yes.”

    Andrew tells Wymack about rehab.

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    His phone is buzzing in his hand. Numbly, he register’s Getou’s name – probably calling back after noticing the missed call from Satoru.

    He can’t bring himself to answer, choosing instead to watch it ring itself to voicemail. Shame, unwelcome and overwhelming, courses through him, because he knows what Suguru will say – he’ll be kind, and gentle and understanding, but it won’t erase the fact that he had told Satoru not to go home, had invited Satoru to come to his house for the holiday instead – and Satoru had refused. So, as much as he’d like to hear his best friend’s voice, he can’t bear to hear the unspoken I told you so, even though he knows Suguru wouldn’t hold something like this over him. As irrational as it is, this is his own mess to deal with.

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    or, Gojo goes home for the holidays

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    When a startlingly intense night with Dabi turns into two days of radio silence, Hawks decides to cope like he always does. By throwing himself into his hero work and decidedly not thinking about blue fire, or cigarettes, or lingering kisses on sun-warmed beds.

    By the start of the third day, he almost has himself convinced that he made the whole night up entirely.

    But then he feels them. Those all-too-familiar eyes that follow him from the shadows, telling him maybe Dabi isn't quite as done with him as he previously imagined.

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    22 May 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 33

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    Shoko sighed, sitting beside him before taking his head and putting it against her shoulder, holding it there. Surprisingly, he did not fight back the touch. She hated when this happened, when Satoru was way too tired even to remember the previous night. When those short answers were all he could say because the whole world was two instead of one and he could barely concentrate. Those days were the worst.

    Shoko gently caressed his hair, remembering that Suguru used to do that when Satoru got like this. “Well, it is. And normally it would be more concerning than getting a call from Tsumiki at 3AM, but it’s not.” She answered softly, still whispering.

    “Got home around 1.” He protested, taking another sip of tea. “Took a shower then went to sleep.”

    “Well, from what Tsumiki told me, you were in the bathroom for over an hour. She could see steam coming from under the door.” Shoko told, sighing. “You know, a normal 10-year-old shouldn’t see their bathroom painted red like 10 murders happened in there.”

     

    AKA: Satoru's skill of being late worried his kids and Shoko had to gently beat some sense into her friend.

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