(OC x Dabi)
A pro hero and a villain? Crazy right? People with two different opinions on society, able to stay together? Not unless you to take a risk on it.
"Didn't leave the fucking window unlocked for me, doll? Ouch, that hurts." He sarcastically...
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ELEVEN YEARS AGO: KIARA'S POV:
My eyes started to flutter open, and my vision was blurry, but there was a figure in front of me, darkness covered their nose, eyes, and the upper part of their face. Until I got my clear vision now, I knew who it was.
"T-Touya?" I called out to him, questioning my answer as to why he was here, in my room late at night.
"Kiara... I'm sorry that I came here all of a sudden," Touya apologized, looking down at the edge of my bed.
I sat myself up, leaning against my bedframe, and that's when I noticed him. His body was covered in bandages, smoke from his body, and a smell of burnt flesh.
"Touya? What happened?" I asked, worried for his own sake that I reached out to him, putting my hands on his shoulders, but he hissed at the touch.
"It's nothing... I was practicing my quirk, but it got out of control, but I promise it isn't always like this." He lied. I knew he was lying about it, but I didn't want to say anything because we'd get into another argument.
"Does it hurt?" I asked.
"Sometimes, but I'll be okay." He smiled at me.
"Do you want some painkillers?" I suggested, getting up from bed, but he grabbed my wrist, making me sit back on the bed.
"No..." He said. "Can I sleep here? With you, for the night? I don't want to go back." He asked, and his eyes were glass.
Since I knew what Touya had told me of what was happening in his house, with all the hatred and abuse, I nodded and opened up my blanket for him to tuck himself in.
My back was facing him, where I was facing the wall.
"How did you get in here anyway?" I asked him, turning over to him to look at him fully.
"You left your window a little open, and I opened it from the outside and jumped inside. Don't worry, I closed it, though." He smiled. We both laughed a little.
"Are you still hurting?" I asked him, but he shook his head-tiredly.
"No, I'm okay now, thanks to you." He smiled.
I hugged him, close. He was surprised by the sudden contact but wrapped his arms around me, resting his chin on my head.
"Thank you, Kiara."
I couldn't forget what would happen at school that day.
My eyes slowly opened, feeling cold. I noticed that the sheets next to me were empty, meaning Touya probably left while I was sleeping.
They were cold, and I felt sadness grow inside of me.
Looking over, I noticed that my window was still a bit open, which probably meant why I woke up so cold—well my room since it was around November.
