strangled

³⁶angel's slow-dancing devil

"Why the fuck is Kami calling you?" Dabi asks with his eyes focused on your ringing phone.

You slowly pick your device up from it's spot on the dashboard, heart hammering away inside your chest. Shaky fingers press the accept button, then put the call on speaker. Trying to regain composure, you clear your throat. However the feel of Dabi's burning gaze on your face doesn't allow your unease to let up.

"Hello?" You say into the phone, clearly sounding confused.

"(F/n) (l/n), daughter of Itsuki and Hana (l/n), correct?"

His voice comes through both your headphones and the phone.

Your unoccupied hand clenches into a fist. "How do you know me? What the fuck do you want?"

"I want nothing more than to be your partner. You could even say that I'm a fan. I'm not talking about agreements through the phone so here's the deal. I have a party I'm going to at the same club you kidnapped Manti from. It starts in a few minutes meaning I won't have time to discuss with you right now. But, you are getting a personal invitation from me to attend my party so we can discuss business there."

"And if I don't want to go?" You ask.

Through the binoculars you see Kami turn around to face the direction where your car is parked. It feels as though he's staring directly into your eyes dispute the fact that he's so far away.

"I know where you and your husband live and I'd hate to have to... I don't know... burn down your house. I'm sure your hero husband would find out you have been hanging around villains if I do so. The party starts in thirty minutes. Go back home, change into something classy, and I'll see you there."

The call hangs up.

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"This is ridiculous." You scoff while searching through your closet. Dabi is sitting at the edge of your bed watching you aggressively search through your clothes.

While Dabi was driving you back to your home Shouto called and said that a giant villain has been running rampant around Fukuoka and the commission called him and his father to take care of it. So when you got home you opened the door and let Dabi into your house. He had been insisting the entire drive that he's going with you to the party to make sure nothing fishy is happening while you're there.

Since he's going, and Kami said to dress in a classy way, Dabi will at least need a suit. You're sure he will fit into one of Shouto's. No stores are open for him to get the clothes somewhere else so...

You stop pushing clothes around to turn and glare to Dabi. "How the fuck does Kami know about my dad? Not just that, how did he knows about the mission, what we were going to do, and exactly where we were going to park the car?"

"How am I supposed to know?" He shrugs. "Don't look at me like that. I'm not the one who told him."

"Maybe there's a spy in the League." You suggest while pulling off the skimpy uniform. "One of the new recruits, maybe."

"Yeah, maybe."

"I hope it's none of them though." Your movements slow down as you sigh. "I started having a friendship with all of them. Emiko, Annie, Rin, Ryu... they all didn't seem like traitors. There's no way it could be one of them."