HEYYYY alright, I'm still back to typing on my phone, I did my best going through here to see what spelling errors or any other mishaps but I am human and I can miss some things, If you see anything tell me! I also believe this is the longest chapter I've written for you peopleee. I hope you enjoy it, and I will try and build some angst bare with me alright? Okayyy I hope you enjoy my beautiful children. -
Y/n:
"What the fuck Y/n?" Dabi yells in my face gripping both my arms tightly. I lift my arms up and push him of me as he screams. "No, you're not the boss of me." He stumbled off of me but is straight back into my face. His eyes are glowing pits of fire. Nate stumbles in between us and pushes us apart with a worried look on his face. "Now, now let's not do anything rash," Nate tries to fix what is happening now.
Dabi just continues staring at me as I roll my eyes and glance at Nate. "I don't think it actually matters, excuse me," I purposely shoulder check Dabi when I walk to the stand where my money would be.
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A few months have gone by and I'm doing well I have lost one fight and it wasn't totally important but the guy wants a rematch, maybe not him as much as the whole world thinks I need a one. They just want me to have a better chance than I did. The regulations just called for me to fight him more than anything to determine my actual weight class and let's just say he barley won by one point.
Tonight we're having a banquet for the fighters, it's also used to promote the fighting club we're at, so I haven't been able to fight for a few months, just due to the uniform injuries I have had.
I thankfully am not required to have a plus one, which is usually how they want us to do things, I decided I didn't want one and it wasn't required.
I finish my makeup and do my hair then I am off. Benny ordered a limo for the whole training team, and the actual professional fighters. Suprise, I am the only female fighter. Tonight I am wearing a red silk dress thst hugs my waist and have a v line, there a slit up the leg and I'm wearing red bottoms. I walk out my apartment complex and I see the limo. I smile and walk up to the guy who opens the door for me. I have to bend a little to climb inside and I can feel the dudes eyes on my ass.
I climb inside and Dabi, Benny, Nate, and Eddie. After climbing in and getting situated I look up and Nate and Eddie are both blushing, Dabi is staring with a certain look in his eye. "Hello." I try and hide my blush. "How is everyone?" I decide to ask.
It was awkward now, Benny did his best to not make it so awkward. "I'm doing great, I must say Y/n you're looking quite beautiful this evening," I smile and look down and move the strand of hair out of my face, "thank you, you're not looking too bad yourself," he chuckes a little bit and that lightens up everything. For the next hour and half, we all have a light heated conversation on the way to the banquet.
When we get there we all exit the limo to a red carpet, on the red carpet there are photographers and paperzi. I also see some old friends and business accosiates. After venturing from the red carpet to the actual venue we all go are separate ways and talk to friends.
Nate and I run into one another. "Y/n, thank god! I hate these things," he remarks as we make Our way to the refreshment table. "I know, I do too, heels are painful." I agreed. "Yeah, I know this is for business and all but I don't do business, hell I know half of us don't, do you?" He asks eyeing the key lime pie squares. "Yeah, I'm a CEO."
He looks over with a raised brow. "I have a business for construction and a shipping company for pretty much anything. I also own 60% of a guns dealing and manufacturing business with a large interest in it. It's actually one of the leading gun manufacturers. We are in stores pretty much every where in like 600 differnt locations . We also have the independent contracts with certain business for our shipping progression and those make a lot of money since we usually make a deal where we get up to 10% of profit from all of them ususally. Our construction company has mostly government contractors but we make 90% of our money from our own independent venture with billionaires, and our designers usually get up to 60% of the profit from those but we're still making over a few billion a year." He blinks at me and the key lime pie square falls out of his mouth. "Wow." He mutters and goes back to stuffing his face.
