"Welcome home doll."
Y/N shivers, feeling his palms tighten on her slim waist. He lowers his head into the crook of her neck, nibbling on the soft brown skin. He trails his wet tongue up and down the area and roughly bites down, as if marking his territory. She stands there frozen in fear, angry at herself for ever letting this man in her life. Mustering all of the strength she can, she pushes his hard chest, stumbling on to the couch.
Dabi chuckles, and stalks after her, placing a knee on the edge of the cushion and slamming a hand above her head.
"Aw and here I though you'd be glad to see me." He murmurs, leaning his face down and sliding his forehead on hers.
Y/N raises her lip in disgust and gathers up all the spit in her mouth launching it at his face. He hisses and staggers back, crashing into the wall sending a piece of artwork tumbling to the ground. He scorns, wiping his face with a tensed hand. He averts his gaze to Y/N, eyes filled with temporary abhorrence.
"You fucking bitch."
Y/N darts up from the couch and speeds over to the stairs, Dabi rushing after her. She grabs the metal handle, hoisting herself up the staircase, trying desperately to reach her bedroom. Dabi laughs maniacally, raising his elongated arm and clutching on to her foot. Y/N gasps, kicking her leg against his hold, eventually breaking free. She continues to bounce up the stairs, finally making her way into her bedroom.
She locks the door, and goes off to the side to barricade it with a dresser. She leans under her bed and grabs a bat, sitting down on the edge of the comforter. She tightly holds the metal of the bat, feeling the her calloused hands rub against the rubber grip.
"Doll, c'mon don't be so uptight. I just want to have a talk." Dabi knocks on the door rapidly.
"DOLL OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" He starts to bang on it, the sound reverberating throughout the small room. Y/N reaches her hand in her pocket, pulling out her phone and shakily scrolling through her contacts.
"I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to yell. C'mon just open the door please."
The knocking continues as Y/N looks through her contacts, contemplating on who to call to help her with the situation. Once she decides she clicks on the name hurriedly pushing the phone up to her ear to hear it ring. A soft click notifies her that the line was picked up. She begins to speak into the phone, stuttering.
"H-hey Bakugou, can you please help me?"
The male grunts, his rough voice calming her, "The fuck do you want?"
"Um, can you please c-come over. My crazy ex is-"
"WHO YOU TALKING TO BABYGIRL? IT HURTS THAT YOU'RE GIVING SOMEONE ELSE ALL OF YOUR ATTENTION, MAYBE I SHOULD HANDLE THEM ACCORDINGLY! HMM, WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THAT DOLL?!" Dabi hammers his fist on the door sending it lurching foreword, thankfully the dresser stops it from opening.
The ash blonde haired male is eerily silent on the other end of the line, breathing steadily.
"I'm on the fucking way."
Authors note: k so ik it was short but next chapter baby Bakugou is gonna come save us, imma do it from his POV and prolly have Kirishima come too. Thanks for reading and hope you liked it 💗.
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