Still on their way to their honeymoon destination, Kirishima had pulled Izuku into a tight embrace, as they kissed and cuddled in the backseat.
Suddenly, the drivers voice came to them after he chuckled, making them both stop and look ahead where the driver sat.
They couldn't see much of him, just black hair, and his voice was muffled, but it sounded quite familiar. Still, they couldn't figure out who he was.
"We're almost to our destination, love birds, you can kiss and all that all you want once we're there, but for now, please give each other some space" the voice said.
Who the hell is this guy!? Usually the drivers aren't supposed to talk to a couple that just want to be left alone! Is it safe to ignore him? Can I hold Izuku closer?
Thoughts and questions took over Kirishima's mind as he looked over to Izuku, who seemed to have made his way closer to Kirishima, his face covered with fear.
Kirishima pulled him closer, nearly pulling him on his lap, and squeezed a reassuring squeeze around his arm as he looked back forward at the driver.
He soon realized that the streets, or trees, around them didn't seem too familiar as they began driving in a forest.
Kirishima hesitated before speaking again. "Where are you taking us?" He asked.
The man just kept silent, but Kirishima could see a smile occur on his face from the rear-view mirror. At this, Kirishima narrowed his eyes and relaxed a bit, trying to keep calm in case Izuku needed him.
He closed his eyes and thought of a plan to escape from this creepy situation.
Suddenly, the car came to a stop, making Kirishima jerk his eyes open.
He then gasped, along with Izuku, as he saw the man looking at them, grin wide on his face. "We're here" he said, laughing at the end.
Dabi!
Except....his scars....where were they? What happened to this guy? Did his scars heal? No, they had to be permanent! But....what happened? Did he use a quirk or some type of makeup to hide them?
Dabi's hair also seemed off. He had bit and pieces of it a light red.
The, now 45 year old, leaned in closer, blue eyes meeting green ones as he bent closer to Izuku.
Kirishima hugged Izuku more tightly as his instinct to protect Izuku came in.
"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Him" Kirishima scowled.
Dabi, or on his name tag, Touya, laughed and pulled away.
"Relax, I'm just getting this" he said before reaching back.
But....his hand didn't go anywhere near Izuku.
Instead, he reached for what looked like a huge hammer on the floorboard just beside Izuku's feet.
Confused, Kirishima relaxed and lessoned the grip on Izuku, but still holding on.
"Wh-what are you doing, Dabi?" Kirishima asked, still a little scared for Izuku.
The villain sighed, leaning back against his seat.
"Please, don't call me Dabi anymore" he said with a hint of sadness in his voice.
Kirishima was about to ask another question when his thoughts got interrupted by Touya's laughter.
Only....it wasn't laughter. He was sobbing.
Kirishima leaned to get a better look. The man had began crying.
"What happened to you?" Kirishima whispered, laying a hand on the, once villain, shoulder.
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FanfictionWARNING: Abuse, gay, bad language, slight nsfw. Please remember that I don't own MHA or any characters, pictures/videos/art used in this story. This is a story about how close, now pro heroes, Deku and Red Riot get to each other. Join the journey of...