"You can close your eyes to the things you don't want to see, but you can't close your heart to the things you dont want to feel."- Johnny Depp
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Dabi's POV
Looking at her was unbearable when I first saw her in the cafe. I had to leave but as I did I craved her. So I followed her, I didn't expect her to come to me. When I pressed her to the wall and she placed her hand on my face I almost couldn't resist her. I knew that she was hurt. I just didn't know where when I placed my hand on her shoulder and she squeaked like a Mouse. Her voice was too much for me to handle. So I left her.
Now I'm back at the LOV base and I can't get her off my mind. I get so fuckin angry when I think of her. But she makes me feel and I hate it. I take my anger and work out only stopping when Toga enters my room.
"You don't gotta stop on my account " she says playfully as she stands against the wall. Wipe the sweat from my brow and glare at her.
"What do you need Toga?"
"Shigaraki wanted to know where you've been off to." She played with the hem of her shirt "And I know you were with that girl."
I get hot slamming my hand into the wall beside her head. The paint peeling and burned causing smoke to roll up the wall and across the ceiling. I grit my teeth "So what of it?"
In an instant she had her blade to my throat, her voice filled with venom"careful dabi." She really thinks this will scare me, I press the blade into my flesh blood oozing down my neck. She relaxes her grip. I laugh through gritted teeth,"Do you think this will hurt me?" She wraps her arms around me.
Her embrace tight and short lived as I push her off my body "Get the fuck off me" I spat the words at her. Her frame hits the wall as she glares at me searching for emotion. She could look all she wanted, she wouldn't find anything in my broken soul.
"Am I only good enough when you wanna fuck Dabi," she pushes her frame off the surface. She circles my body like a predator hunting prey. Her gold eyes filled with hunger screaming danger but I gazed at her unfazed.
"We had an understanding, No attachments."
Her eyes feral "AN UNDERSTANDING." She lunged at me and we both fell to the ground. The tip of the blades piercing my skin. I breathe heavily at the action but the pain made me feel alive. For the first time she wasn't clouding my thoughts. I grab her and pull her close, the blades digging into my flesh. I press my lips to hers. No attachments, just a distraction from y/n. Casual sex between coworkers. Just another day in hell's paradise.
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"I'm getting a shower" she nods while laying in my bed. I look in the mirror at the scars that stretch across my body, the fresh cuts bleeding. The crimson liquid smeared on my skin.
As I get in I let the water soothe my aching muscles. The water runs slightly pink with my blood. I cup my hands together letting the water fill. She returns to my mind the liquid makes me think of her.
The ache for her comes with the thoughts. I finish washing and get out. A towel wrapped around my waist. I wipe the steam from the mirror looking at myself. I ran a hand through my black hair a few white hairs had grown in. I hold my head in my hands trying to calm myself. I open my bottle with trembling hands, I take a hand full gulping it down with water. I feel myself relax as I take deep breaths.
My muscles tense, I slam my fist into the mirror. The fragile glass cracked under the pressure. As I drop my hand down shards of glass fall with it. I look into the broken and blood stained mirror, this is how it feels. I get so overwhelmed and angry I break things and hurt myself. A small knock sounds on the door.
"DON'T COME IN" the door opens hesitantly. Toga shuts the door behind her I slam my fist into her face "LEAVE." She stagers back but doesn't listen she grabs a pair of tweezers. She takes my hand gently I flinch slightly. She begins to work on getting the glass out of my skin. The flesh of her cheek is red with hints of purple starting to surface.
I close my eyes not wanting to look at her. She doesn't say a word, just cleans and wraps my hand. When she's finished she leaves. I pressed my back to the wall and slid to the ground.
I don't know how to deal with my emotions. I just break things, hurt people and hurt myself. It's not healthy but I don't know how to stop. I have so many issues because of my past. Would I hurt y/n? Would Y/n even want me?
Word count 874
Posted Jan 24 2021
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