Doll~ || Villian Deku ✔️

⚠Chapter 21: Stalker

[⚠Smut Warning⚠]
{King of OOC stuff, sorry in advance}

I looked out the window, watching as the rain trickled down.

Only to be met with a pair of eyes staring right back at me.

A scream rose in my throat as I stumbled backward, eyes wide in fear.

Then a hand captured my mouth, smothering my breathing, my scream turning into a weak squeak.

"Little mouse~ don't struggle, will ya?"

I kicked back harshly, my breathing heavy and uneven. My vision speckled black.

The bastard was suffocating me!

"Seriously, I'll let you go if you stay still." Dabi grumbled, pushing me against his burnt body harder.

I relaxed a bit, still tense.

As soon as he lets go I can scream.

Dabi removed his hand from my mouth, shoving me against the wall to face me.

"Don't even think about screaming, little mouse. Or I'll burn your pretty face off. I don't think you want that." He growled, his bright blue eyes staring holes into my e/c ones.

"What do you want." I said confidently, my voice a low growl.

He didn't scare me.

"I wanted to bring you back. For me. You see, you've caught my eye. Not many people do." Dabi said, tucking a strand of loose hair behind my ear.

"The feelings not mutual." I rolled my eyes. "I hate your guts. Now get out. If you burn my face off, so what? It's not like I care. It'll just prove my innocence."

Dabi frowned, taking a slight step back.

"You know, I wasn't taking no for an answer."

"You know there's cameras in my room now, right?" I added, looking up as I saw the red beep of a camera in the corner of my dark room.

Dabi lowered his head, muttering cursed.

"Guess I'll make this quick then." He smirked, pulling out a syringe, injecting the clear liquid into my neck.

"F-Fuck you..." I grumbled, eyelids heavy as the drug took over.

What was this now.. the fourth time I've been in the hands of the villains?

I know Midoriya won't be there either....

Katsuki, save me... please...

Then it went black, my thoughts blurred and empty.

I awoke to a dim-lit room, the air heavy, scented with smoke and burnt flesh.

My wrists ached as the rope slid against my wrists, turning them red.

"Ugh, where the fuck am I..." I groaned, looking around the dim room.

No one was in sight.

"OI, CRISPY MOTHERFUCKER, COME HERE AND UNTIE ME YOU BASTARD!" I screamed out, tugging on the ropes, only to leave rough abrasions on my skin, scarlet blood trickling down in warm droplets.

"No need to be so loud, for fucks sake." Dabi said, walking in swiftly, crouching in front of me with a smirk.

I scowled. How much I hated that cocky smile of his.