Lost Souls (DABI X READER)

Chapter 6; Evening

After that calm meeting I sit down at the bar, the man that brought me here leaves us 4 alone. "Would you care for something?" I think for a moment, mulling over my options.
"Please, something strong," I am underage but who the fuck really cares. I smile at the man of mist and hear shuffling behind me.
"So this is the 'entertainment' you were speaking about." The man I had met earlier in the alley sits beside me.
"Loosely," I reply as I nod and smile at the mist man as he slides a glass in front of me.
"I'll be honest begged you more of a 'wannabe', than an actual villain." The mist man placed something in front of Dabi.
"I'm not above Murder. I mean I've already marked you." I let out a breathy laugh and pull the mask down to drink the alcohol feeling the burn move down my throat.
"What?" He turns his body to me more.
"You grabbed me, I reacted, it'll be gone that time tomorrow." I shrug running my finger around the rim of the class.
"Fair enough. I could have easily killed you then as well." I shrug in response.

I down the rest of my drink and push off the bar stool. I write my number and slide it to the well-dressed mist. "Just in case I need to be reached," He merely nods in response, "see you all around." Then I leave, walking out onto the street side. "Now to get home."

I walk home with a slight pep in my step, my mask pulled down and the coat closed. "Hey, you!" I heard a voice call out to what I assumed to be me, I turn and see a man staring down the road.
"Fucking hell," I grumble turning to him fully, my hands shoved in my pockets. "What?"
He runs up and gets on his knees grabbing my coat, he seemed desperate. "C-can you spare a b-but of cash! P-please! I need my fix!" He huffed out through his lapping breath. I roll my eyes and stare down at him, I sick smirk graces my lips.
"Aww, what are you on? Meth? Coke? Perhaps some nice acid?" I pull a hand out and gently Pat his head, my eyes aglow. His head looks up at me and I watch joy quickly be taken over by fear as a box in gulfs us both. "Let's make this clear," I bend down to his height, the gas filling the small box. "I'm not to kill you, as long as you can hold your breath for a good 20 seconds." smile watching the gas becoming more and more opaque, a pale yellow.

I stood there counting as this man held his breath with his hands pressed against his face, his eyes were shut tight. "19... 20," I say aloud and release him from the toxic cube. He laid on the ground gasping for air and coughing violently. I breathe out some gas and walk away from the man's coughing fit. "Have a good day, druggie."

I return home to the same empty apartment, the dark atmosphere was welcoming in a way. "What a day, quite exciting." I disrobe as I walk to my room, I throw on a large t-shirt and change into boxers that I exclusively wear to sleep. I search through drawers in my small kitchen finding a lighter, a smirk crosses my face as I grab a small box as well. "Let's relax some."

I pull a small roll of tobacco and light it ablaze placing it to my lips, I take a deep breath walking out onto my small personal balcony. I exhale the smoke off into the night air. My phone 'pings' in my back pocket, a message lights my face up.

Unknown: Hey.

I look curiously type out a short reply, not thinking I gave my number out to anyone.

(Y/N): Who is this?

Panic starts to fill my chest as I watch the typing icon pop up.

Unknown: Dabi, I swiped your number from Kurogiri.
(Y/N): Oh, I see. Welp, I guess I have your number now.

Then the texting ends, I change his name on my phone to 'Shady Saphire'. I place my phone down and breath in more of the cigarette smoke. My eyes ran over the city street lights and lit-up windows, the air was quiet and calm. The only life awake and moving were the criminals and night animals. The chilly air started to blow gently making my bare legs gain goosebumps, a small twitch fills my body.

After an hour of taking in the night, I slip into my warm home. I put out the cigarette on a small ashtray beside the door. I soft tapping filled my ears as I entered my small bedroom, I pulled myself into my bed. The tapping lulled me into a deep sleep, letting my eyes fall heavy without much fuss.

...Small Time Skip...

My body jolted up, a sat in the bed in a sweat. My breath was heavy and uneven, I grasped my shirt collar pulling it away from my throat and chest. My right hand shook as the memories of a raging fire took over my mind. The seething pain of flames burning my skin apart and licking up to my shoulder, the horrid smell of my flesh burning as I passed out from lack of oxygen. I slowly regained my senses and pulled myself from my thick covers. I stumbled out of my room and lean on the walls and furniture as I threw on my coat and shoes, walking out of my apartment. I stuff my hands in my pockets as I fully gain my footing back. The coat I grabbed ran to my mid-thighs covering the fact I was only in my t-shirt and underwear, but the shoes I wore were merely cheap slip-on flats. I'm sure I probably looked like a wreck, I comb my hands through my messy hair to tame it some. I walked the dark streets in the early with nothing but the clothes on my back and my prickled attitude.