𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑽𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ➣ Dabi

fuming rage

You've never seen Dabi move so quickly before. One second, Toga's telling you that Todoroki is downstairs and the next, Dabi's sweatshirt and your leggings are on as he tugs your shirt over your head. He grips your hand and pulls you up with him before he's rushing out the door.

You remember Dabi being intrigued by Todoroki in the Sports Festival. He would watch the small TV screen with a smile on his face when Todoroki completed something. Everyone else he ignored, not bothering to even look at the TV screen. But every time Todoroki's name was mentioned, his eyes were glued to him and he refused to look away. You wonder, what's so fascinating about Todoroki? Why him? You remember Dabi being intrigued by Todoroki

Toga hops down the stairs behind you two, telling Dabi to slow down. But he doesn't listen. He speeds up, somehow still keeping you in tow, his hand grasping yours so tightly, you can't help but let out a small whimper when he slams the door open.

There. Todoroki stands staring at the League. He looks pissed, his arms crossed, his eyes dark, and a permanent scowl on his face. It's so vastly different from when you saw him on the street. When you ran into them, he wasn't scowling, he didn't have that dark aura surrounding him. But now, it's black and it's seeking revenge.

Dabi squeezes your hand out of anger as he stares at Todoroki, his eyes full of the same hate and anger. You look back and forth between the two, looking up at Dabi's turquoise eyes to Todoroki's different colored eyes. One black and one. . . and one the same shade of turquoise as Dabi's. You frown, noticing a few similarities between the two. But you shake the thought away. Because if the two were related wouldn't there be a reunion or something? Wouldn't Dabi know? Does he?

"The fuck is he doing here?" Dabi asks, shielding you behind his body, like he's trying to keep you from seeing Todoroki. But it's too late. His eyes flick to yours and you see the recognition in his eyes. He remembers you. He knows you. From both the training camp and on the street.

Shigaraki frowns, looking from you and Todoroki. Then he waves his hand, a motion for Todoroki to state his being here.

"I want Endeavor dead," he says coldly.

Dabi stiffens, a quiet, yet strangled laugh getting caught in his throat. You bite your lip when his hand heats up, gripping yours so harshly as he glares, his eyes dark, menacing even.

"We all want a hero dead. That's not good enough," Dabi scolds. "So, I'll ask again. Why the fuck are you here?"

Todoroki clenches his jaw, refusing to back down from Dabi. "I want that son of a bitch who calls himself my father dead. And I want to do it."

"You don't get that choice," Dabi seethes.

"Who says?"

"I do."

"You want to kill Endeavor?"

Dabi shrugs. You wince. "He seems like a bitch. Why shouldn't I kill him?"

Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. You bite your lip, trying to pull your hand out of Dabi's grasp before he breaks your bones or burns you. But it seems it might be too late for that. Because every word that exists his lips, his grip tightens and the heat in his palm grows. There's something off about the two. Something weird. But the thing is, you don't think either of them know. At least, someone is in the dark. Maybe it's you.

"Because you have other issues to worry about."

Dabi clenches his hand, you squeal, and Shigaraki frowns. "Worry about what?" he asks, cutting Dabi off.

"Her," Todoroki says. Your heart freezes and you stop trying to pry Dabi's fingers away from you with your other hand. Instead, you lift your head to look at Todoroki. His eyes fall to yours and a sense of pity overcomes him. He sighs. "She's everywhere. Every hero in the country is searching for her because they believe she's being brainwashed into being a villain. They're going to find her. And when they do, they'll find you guys too."

"No," Dabi seethes. "No."

"They're looking for her?" Shigaraki asks, clenching a Gameboy in his hand.

He nods. "They're waiting for another attack from you guys. They don't believe you're still hiding in this base." He pauses. "I don't know why you still are. You should've moved the second you could."

"Ow!" You squeal, finally yanking your hand out of Dabi's grasp. He didn't burn you this time, he just squeezed your hand so hard it felt like your bones were cracking. You run over to Shiggy, holding your hand over your chest. Dabi's upset and you don't want to be in the way when he starts a fire. You lean against Shigaraki and look at Todoroki.

"Baby," Dabi says.

"I'm okay," you say, quickly. You give him a small smile but he doesn't buy into it.

Instead, he turns back to Shoto. "How do I know you're not a spy for them, huh? Don't tell me I look like a fucking idiot. I know Shigaraki does but we aren't talking about his crusty ass." You frown. Somehow, even when he's pissed off, he still manages to insult Shigaraki. And he might tease him a lot, maybe to the point of the two storming off angry, but you've seen them together. Sometimes you'll walk into Shiggy's bedroom and they'll be perched on his bed, working together to defeat a level. They go out together, both of them coming home with stolen objects some nights. So even if they both continually make fun of each other, they're actually really close.

Todoroki frowns. "Want me to prove it? Tomorrow night, the pros are attacked this base again to make sure you've left. They've got spies on the outside of the building about a mile away watching. Y/n," he says, shocking you that he knows your name, "Is on every billboard, every newspaper article, anything. The pros are looking for her and they won't stop till they find her."

The room is silent. No one saying a word. No one even breathing. You can hear the small drops of the broken faucet upstairs. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.

"FUCK!" Dabi yells. His flames light up and he flips the table over. "Fucking dammit!" he cries.

Shigaraki jolts up, steadying you before wrapping his ungloved hand around Todoroki's face, holding him still. "Twice!" he hollers. Twice quickly grabs chains, knowing they won't hold Todoroki for long with his quirk. "Y/n." You freeze for a second, not wanting to hurt Todoroki, but understanding. You send bursts of pain, distracting him as he's tied up. Toga does the honors of trying to knocking him out unconscious while Dabi grabs your hand.

Everything happens so fast. Todoroki is tied up, Dabi is dragging you away, and Kurogiri and Shigaraki and now searching for new bases, somewhere hidden. You see Toga and Twice taking care of Todoroki before Dabi slams the door shut, hot anger clouding his senses.

"We're leaving," he says, and there's no sign of arguments.

So instead, you ask, "Where to?"

"I don't fucking know," he snaps. "But we're getting you out of here."

You frown. "Dabi?"

"What?" he growls.

You bite your lip, following him quickly into your bedroom. He starts pacing, quickly letting your hand go, pacing and pacing and pacing and pacing. It's freaking you out. Dabi never paces. Dabi's never stressed. Dabi is always the calm one. You're the one pacing, stressing, always on the verge of tears, anxiety and fear clouding you. Instead of saying something, speaking out, you just watch. You watch him pace, you watch his eyes light up in blue flames, you watch him panic.

Over you.

You open your mouth to say something, anything, but it's not your voice that says, "Let me take her back to UA and say I've rescued her. They'll lower their searches for the League and they'll stop looking for her."

You freeze, turning to the doorway to see Todoroki.

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