⚠️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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You were in a dark alleyway. You were leaning up against the wall. It had been four weeks and you couldn't find Dabi. Your quirk wasn't helping either. It kept bugging out and giving you huge headaches every time you tried to use it.
It was annoying.
You sighed, as you rolled up a joint. You put it in your mouth and began smoking it.
Instantly, you felt relaxed. This was way easier and less painful than cutting. (Don't do drugs, drugs are bad guys.)
You inhaled the smoke, and breathed it out.
Lifting your head against the wall, you closed your eyes. Then, you saw him.
Your quirk decided it was going to work for some reason, and you caught a glimpse of him in a nearby alleyway. Your eyes shot open, as you dropped the joint on the floor, put it out, and grabbed your bag.
You were running so fast your mind couldn't keep up. He was alone, but it looked like he was waiting for someone. He didn't seem injured anymore, but you couldn't tell just by catching a glimpse.
You arrived in the alleyway, and took a deep breath.
Then, you continued running. Big mistake.
You saw Dabi, pushing a girl against the wall.
She was really pretty. Prettier than you. Her body was way curvier, her boobs were way bigger, her ass was more plump.
Not only was he pushing her against the wall, he was making out with her.
Tears started to fill your eyes, as you pulled your hood back up, and walked past them.
"You're a dickhead. Mira was right about you." You mumbled as you made it past them. The name Mira, which Dabi heard, made him stop making out with her.
He grabbed your arm roughly. "Who the hell are you?" Dabi asked, his voice was gruff, his hands were cold.
You turned around to look at him, and you locked eyes with him, his turning from confusion to soft, yours filled to the brim with rage and sadness.
"Don't fucking touch me." You replied, with the coldest tone possible.
You slapped his hand away from you. "Your hands, your eyes, you're all full of lies. I thought you had stopped seeing other women when you were seeing me. God I got into arguments with my best friend because of you! I GOT KIDNAPPED BECAUSE OF YOU! I.. I left Mira because of you. It was all because of you!" Your eyes began to water, as tears spilled down your cheeks.
"Doll, I-"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT! I'm not your doll, you just see me as a doll. Someone who you can play around with. God I'm so stupid for even falling for you! Why did I think that anything would even happen between us? I just let myself believe. I know you don't care for anybody other than your self." You punched him in the chest, over and over again.
