ride| dabi x reader {biker gang au} 18+

Chapter 16: Dabi's Apartment

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* Your alarm was blaring in your ears, waking you up from your nap. It was 5:30pm. You needed to make up your mind on if you should really go and see Dabi tonight. You got out of bed and went into your closet. I'm feeling bummy. You grabbed a pair of sweats, a random hoodie and threw them both on. You stood in front of the mirror and examined yourself. And I still look better than half of these bitches even on my worst days. You walked out of your room, grabbed your keys and headed downstairs. It wasn't as cold out tonight, the wind was at a stand still, so that was also a plus.

It took you 10 minutes to get to the location Dabi had sent you. The apartment complex was gated, but it looked old and run down. This shit is already sketchy as fuck. You had entered the gate code he sent to you and found his building parking your bike right out front in the visitors spot.

His apartment was on the second floor, you headed up and knocked twice just like he asked you too. You waited about two minutes before you heard the top and bottom lock, unlock and the door swung open.

"I'm actually really surprised you showed up, come in." He had no shirt on, so you could see all of his scars that covered his arms and the top half of his chest. You started to get butterflies in your stomach just by looking at him. Y/N don't start this shit, remember what this fucker did to you and your friends. You snapped back into reality once you were inside of his apartment. It was actually nicer than you thought, still dirty as fuck, but you expected way worse.

There were two beat up couches adjacent to each other and one was against the wall, a scuffed up coffee table in the center, and two table lamps on the floor. Broke ass. The room was oddly silent though. Why did he invite you over if he wasn't gonna say anything?

"So... you invited me over here because?" You broke the silence.

"Have you ever killed anyone before Y/N?" He had sat down on the couch closest to the wall and pointed to the other one signaling for you to sit down. He wants me to sit on this shit? Ugh gross! And what type of fucking question is that? But you sat down anyways.

"Um... No?"

"I have. I've murdered over 30 people so far in the last 2-3 months and I don't regret a single thing." Your heart froze for a second. Why is he telling you this? Did he ask me to come here to kill me? Was that what this was right now? What type of conversation starter is this? Your face contorted in confusion.

"And you're telling me this because...? What are you trying to tell me, Dabi?" Your voice sounded like you were trying to cover up how fucking nerve racking this conversation you two were having right now. Everything about this situation just feels sketchy. He had then stood up.

"I'm telling you because with the amount of times you have pissed me off in the last two weeks..." He stopped for a second, like he was hesitant to say his next few words. "I can't bring myself to... to burn you or even murder you. " You looked up at him, even more confused than you were before. What the fuck did he just say? You knew the guy was a little off and kind of weird but why was saying all of this? And why now?

"So you called me over to tell you that you can't kill me? Okay cool?"

He started walking towards you with his eyes locked with yours. "I don't know why, but there's something about you that makes me hate you alot less than everyone else. And trust me, I hate everyone. I kill people with no remorse...the smallest things piss me off... I hardly even like the members of the gang... obviously I wouldn't kill them either but..." He stopped right in front and kneeled down. The both of you face to face.

"I can't kill you. And boy do I want to so fucking badly, but something is holding me back... I called you over because I wanna figure out what it is and why can't I do it." His hand was now touching your face, like he did the first two times you guys interacted. It was something common for him to do now and you didn't mind it but what if this bitch tries to burn my face off? What if he was just trying to lure you in... you didnt let his actions take you off guard. You activated your quirk to sense if anything was different about him... but everything was oddly normal.

"Wow, so I'm the lucky winner. Yay, I don't get to die by the hands of you." He liked when you were being sarcastic with him. He liked seeing you get mad at him. Everything about you made him feel weird inside, and he didn't like it. He didn't know what to do about it nor does he know how to really express his emotions. He felt conflicted, he knew he shouldnt fall for someone on the opposite team. He didnt care about what his members would think if he did... He felt himself getting riled up by his own feelings and they were taking over. "Is this your way of like-." He had then cut you off and pulled you in for a kiss. You were confused. A kiss? This guy was really the most confusing human being you have ever encountered. You could never figure out what he was really thinking. One second this guy hates you and almost burns you to death and then now he's kissing you? You started to panic, you didn't know what to do so...

*SMACK!*

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