⚠️This story contains smut, drugs, bad language, violence and s3l7 h@r|\/|.⚠️
I do not own any of these characters, only the story and the writing is mine.
Written from 24 Feb - 10 Mar
You were minding your own business, sitting in an alleyway. You...
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Summary of last chapter for those who skipped it:
Y/N woke up and she was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday and her makeup was all over her face, as she was taking it of someone knocked on the door and it was Dabi asking for his t-shirt back. She then slipped out that she knew he was a villain and he got angry at her and walked away, which triggered a memory of her mother beating her when she was younger. This made Y/N have a panic attack and Dabi came back in since he left his phone, and comforted her whilst she was having it. When she had calmed down, Dabi offered to take her to a club/party thingy and they could get drunk or high together. She agreed and gave him her brother's tuxedo and he gets to pick out her outfit.
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Dabi walked over to your closet and started pulling out clothes, while you were in the bathroom changing out of your clothes and rubbing off your makeup, so that you could put more on.
"Dabi? Are you done finding an outfit for me yet?" You called out, peeking your head out the door. Dabi looked over to you and laughed. "Give me a minute." You clothes were scattered all over the floor and your room was a mess, which made you narrow your eyes.
"Atleast try to tidy up." You mumbled as you walked out of the bathroom in your bra and underwear. Dabi looked at you and raised an eyebrow. "Hey hey Doll, I didn't know that you were that desperate." He smirked.
"Oh shut up. You've already seen me naked so it shouldn't matter. Anyways what outfit have you picked out?" You walked over to him and leant over a bit to see what he had prepared for you.
"Dabi, what the hell is this?" You narrowed your eyes as you looked at him. "You even picked out what bra and underwear I'm gonna wear?" You facepalmed, only causing Dabi to smirk. "Well you did say no tight or short dresses, so I chose the sexiest underwear I could find, and found out that you surprisingly have a lot of thongs. You barely even own proper underwear, are you some kind of freak?" He looked down at the clothes on the floor, not even sparing you a glance.
"Ugh, whatever." You picked up the clothes and walked into the bathroom. "Get into your outfit Dabi, we're leaving around 7."
"Oh, by the way, Y/N. That guy who you fucked, he sure did leave a lot of marks, huh?" Dabi tapped his neck, which only made your face turn a bright red. You'd completely forgotten about the hickeys. "S-Shut up and get changed already!" You shouted, running into the bathroom, slamming the door behind you.
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The outfit that Dabi had picked out for you was... completely black. It was totally his style.
He had picked out a not-too-short black rippled dress, with black high heels - why'd he even pick out high heels when you never wear them anyways? - and a pair of long dangly black earrings, plus a silver-chain necklace with a black pendant on.
