Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

For The Best

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A/N: A friendly reminder here...that Dabi is supposed to be a toxic person. I want him to be as close to canon Dabi as he can, and I don't believe canon Dabi in his current state is actually capable of a HEALTHY relationship with someone. That's what I'm trying to portray here as well. Yes, he loves Violet. But, he doesn't know how to show, or deal with this love.

While there are cute, fluffy moments, please don't use his actions in these chapters as goals for your in-real-life relationships. He's not meant to be a good 'boyfriend' right now. Pls make good choices cause I care about you, and you deserve better than his fucky ass :')

Dabi POV:

Bad liars. They're a funny bunch.

It's always the same thing with them. So predictable. A cowardly look in the eyes. Slight changes to the voice. Stupid gestures with the hands. Blah, blah, blah. It's just all the same. They're all the same.

I've been around bad liars my whole life. You think I wouldn't be able to recognize them by now? Please. Bad lies were told to me everyday. Sometimes, it would be sickly sweet Fuyumi-Chan, telling me 'the bandages aren't noticeable, Touya. Don't worry.' Yeah, right.

Other days, it would be bratty little Natsu-kun, lying through his missing, kid teeth about how 'No, Touya. You're not boring me. I promise.' Try again. Not convincing in the slightest.

Or, how about that psychotic bat I used to call 'mom,' barely making an effort to even hide her doubts with those pathetic, weak pleas. 'You don't need to be a hero. Please give it up and do something else.' Fuck off already.

And most of all, lies were told all the time by dear old dad. Except, he never needed to use words to tell these lies-hell, he never used words anyways. Not with me. Not ever. Nah. I could see the lies everyday, and he never needed to say a damn thing.

The lies that he accepted such a weak failure as his son. The lies that he actually gave a damn about his first born's last breath.

My entire life was a lie. My entire existence always has been. So, of course, I'd be able to recognize a bad liar when I see one.

And, until today, my curiosity about 'lying' never really got the better of me. I've never been interested enough in anyone to actually give a damn that they were lying. After all, I always jumped at any opportunity to roll my eyes and talk shit about people who tried to cross me.

But, that's what you get for caring, I guess. A lifetime of pain and suffering over one, stupid grape. How about that, huh?

And, you know, you're probably sitting there wondering. 'Ohhh, here he goes again. What's poor, little Touya complaining about this time?'

Or....Dabi. What-the-fuck-ever. Who knows anymore. I don't wanna talk about it.

Anyways, that's it, right? You're probably wondering why I'm opening up this shitty monologue with bad liars, instead of addressing the big ass elephant in the room that-surprise! Yeah, I was spying on Grape and heard every damn thing she just said to my ghost-to my stupid fucking school picture with the awful haircut. Fuck me for letting that bubbly, purple haired idiot near my head with a pair of scissors the night before for 'hehe, just a trim.'

Well, I dunno. I guess I'm bitching cause I just wished, if this stupid woman had any talents in that empty head of hers, it would have been lying. If she'd been good at it, then I wouldn't have known she'd been doing it in the first place. Then, I wouldn't be here forced to talk to you about my problems. Yeah, that's how you know I'm desperate.