The Faster, The Better - Dabi x Fem!Reader - Book 1

(Part 37) His Sour Sweetheart

Dabi's POV

Part 3/4

I heard some shuffling when I was still 'out'. I mean I was awake, but just pretending.

It sounded like heavy boots to the floor, maybe more than just one pair. Great. Now I have stalkers? Come on man, I'm just a race car driver.

Damn. I'm screwed though. To the core. Well, I'm also rotten to the core. *smirks* descendants reference ( IM SORRY I HAD TO)

Like, very screwed. More that a bolt in a child's playset. Wanna know why, ya damn nosy-ass reader? Because I just heard the sound of a wrapper or large trash bag swiftly move and sounds of a person grunting, like they were picking up a body. Fuck. If its my girlfriend, they must be doing damage. Toga did say that we were in danger, as she mentioned nothing of herself. So, if they are doing damage, they must have no clue about the newfound pregnancy. But if they do know about the pregnancy, maybe, just maybe, they could be going hard on her because of that. If they are I will happily beat them to a pulp.

I care about my girlfriend more than Toga, yes of course. But, that doesn't mean I don't care about Toga at all. I feel for Toga more than you oblivious-ass reader would think. So if it is her that is being tossed into a trash bag like my clothes once I see (Y/N) in lingerie, then I'm going to be in a pickle because I throw better than a world renowned baseball player.

I just may have accidentally dug myself a foot deeper than my already thousand-feet-deep hole.

Circling back to my girlfriend, what if it is her? What do I do? How bad is she hurt, if she even was from....the...

FUCK!

I picked up a bomb and she stepped closer to me and fiddled with the damned thing.

I took one singular and useless step back. That did absolutely positively one-hundred percent fucking nothing to slow the blow. And that's not even the part that irritated me.

Its the goddamn part that they touched my fucking girl. She is mine and only mine. No one else's. I don't care if I'm being the possessive dick of a boyfriend, future husband or whatever. All I care about is that they took what is mine.

Even the law says that's stealing.

But, if revenge is the brother of karma, and karma is a sweet bitch, that must mean that revenge a sour sweetheart.

So whoever is the culprit of that doing, your getting what's coming. Because all I know is that if your truly that stupid to touch her, you must be aware that I know you won't be letting karma in with open arms. Bitch.

You dumb.Fucking.Bitch.

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I opened my eyes after about an hour of my thoughts just running wild, really just running in circles.

Heh, just kidding. I wish I had that much self control.

I actually fell asleep. And just my luck! I was in a black trash bag. Comfortable.

As Dabi was sleeping...

" Hey boss?"

"What do you want." The person spoke groggily, like he just woke up from a nap.

" The girl is dropped off. I got the blondie before the other one. Now for the guy?"

"Now for the guy."

"Alright. I'll get em'.

As the man walked towards Dabi's half-dead body, he began to air up a trash bag so the sides wouldn't stick together.

He placed Dabi into a trash bag and pulled the heavy-weight over to where you and Toga's body stood. Then, he left the three of you for dead. Well, almost.

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I stuttered awake, slightly groaning, just making my throat feel like Shigaraki's neck, dry and itchy. It hurt.

I turned my bright steel blue eyes over, only to see black. Trash bag over the head? Really creative. God damn, you fucking dildo's. You all have the brain of a dildo. Fuck.

Wriggling around, I recalled that I didn't feel any ties. Lifting my hands, I dig my painted nails into the black, thin and easy plastic, tearing it open with just a few hard tugs. Right at eyesight view, too. Man, am I smart? Hell yeah. Not to be narcissistic or anything.. well. Screw that. i just got blown up, stuffed into a trash bag and knocked unconscious. So if i want to boast about my hot ass self, double cheeked up, scars a-burning, i can do that. Arrogant readers suck. *glares*

I deepened my stare, only to see Toga in a bag, head sticking out of the top, eyes wide open with anger and my girlfriend, just on the floor. She looked... heavenly. For some reason.

Her being cut up and bruised was hot. It actually made her look tough, not that she wasn't. Damn, baby, go.

Fuck, now i'm horny.

I grasped at the small hole and tore it wide open,l. getting up with a few struggles, I heard Toga giggle with glee. " Hey, you dumb bitch. You good?" I called out to her. She nodded as I untied her too.

That's when (Y/N) opened her eyes and let out a soft moan. She yawned and looked up to me with her bright smile. Toga giggled again and helped her up. the two girls looked torn up but, at least they didn't cry. God, i don't need that, right now.

" So.. now what?" Toga asked.

" Now? Now, we formulate a plan." I told her, smirking deviously.

" Well. Now what?" She asked.