Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

Drift

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A/N: you guys been reading the manga? Dabi breaking my heart. I won't say why for spoiler reasons but AHHHHHH!

Dabi POV:

Zero Missed Calls. Zero New Text Messages.

Not even one.

Do you think it's working, yet? I sure do.

After all, it's not in Grape's nature to stay silent. She's spent the last ten months blowing up my phone everyday. If it wasn't about my whereabouts, it was about my attitude. If it wasn't about my attitude, it was about what I wanted for lunch. If it wasn't about that, it was about blah, blah, blahhh.

You think you're safe from her blabber mouth when she's not around you? Well, you're wrong about that. The bitch always seems to find a way to chat my ear off, even if it's through a tiny ass phone screen.

Or...she used to.

The point is, it was always something from her. But, not anymore.

It's been that way for a few days now, not that I've been keeping track. It's only because, as much as she doesn't believe it, Grape has a big presence once she's wormed her way back into your life. Not saying it's a good thing, so don't say shit.

I'm just saying that....It becomes so natural for her to be there, that when she isn't...

Oh, shut up, you embarrassing fucking simp. You deserve to burn again just for thinking something so damn whipped.

Hard not to though, when things changed in such a small amount of time.

These changes started small. So small, maybe they were all in my delusional, psychotic head.

Stupid things to even notice-The 'good morning' text was no longer 'good morning.' It was 'why won't you answer me?' 'Did I do something wrong? Please tell me so I can fix it.'

'I'm sorry, Dabi. I really am.'

That specific one really pissed me off, cause what the fuck?

Why the hell is she apologizing? Why the hell....does she always apologize?

God, it would be so much easier if she wasn't acting like this. Like such a martyr, little pathetic victim. You'd almost think she's doing it on purpose, trying to see if she can make me guilty enough to cave-as if someone like me is even capable of feeling guilt anymore.

Didn't I already tell her she couldn't change me? Why does she keep apologizing? Why does she keep letting me hurt her and use her like a fucking doormat? Is she stupid?

For once, I wish she possessed some of Euphoria's qualities, cause that stanky bitch would never apologize to me for anything-even if she were to slit my damn throat open and look me in the eyes as I take my last baited breath. Hell, Euphoria was stubborn and cold as shit. She was a cock thirsty, stupid whore, and it was so easy to hate her-so easy for her to hate me.

You'd never know in a million years that Euphoria and I had the same arrangement as Violet and I. It's the same arrangement I've had with countless bitches, and it was successful every damn time.

Fuck buddies. That's all it was supposed to be, and I hated every one of 'em.

Except one, obviously.

And, because of this specific one, I feel my nonexistent sanity slowly starting to go off the rocker as I wrestle with my own head-my own, internal conflict, and guilt, and moral conscience I still refuse to believe even exists.