Angel I couldn't kill DabiBaku

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In this I have said that Natsuo and Dabi are twins its not cannon but idk I just wanted to do it I guess.

If you don't know I've used the word lay-by which is a British word meaning a place at the side of a road where a vehicle can stop for a short time without interrupting other traffic.

I also used hanky-panky which is slang for sexual acts.

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Dabis POV:

After Todoroki had left and given me the dirtiest look he could muster I was left by myself to think over what I had just been told. Although the quiet tranquility was enjoyable Enji was determined to make my stay here miserable. Enji grabbed me and pulled me downstairs and into the training room but there was now a mettle hospital bed in the center. I was confused but allowed myself to be dragged towards it. He lifted me up still with just one hand and slammed my body down onto the table.

He strapped me down and then looked at me and hesitated before he strapped my head down and his expression returned to its deadly scowl. "I can't have any son of mine looking like this. I could choose between two people both with plastic surgery quirks the first one could simply and painlessly return your old appearance. The other as I've said has the same quirk except before it happens the area they're working isn't numbed. I chose the second option." I rolled my eyes at Enjis speech thinking he'd forgotten the amount of pain he'd put me through and all the scorched nerve endings stopping me from feeling any pain anymore.

I sat there almost not a care in the world and hummed to myself marking the fact that even after all this time Enji still hadn't redone his shitty decorating. My ears were then tuned in as I heard footsteps approaching the room. 'One set of footsteps not Enji too light, not Natsuo not clumsy enough, can't be Shoto he left and it's not Fuyumi she took Shoto and isn't back yet' as I ran through the possibility of who it was I concluded it was the stranger who would be fixing me as they opened and closed the door. "So doc are you gonna make me pretty?" I asked sarcastically using my best pretty girl voice. I didn't get an answer so I moved my head to look at the person to the best of my ability "Keep your head straight" said the most monotone feminine voice I had ever heard. "Oh well that'll be hard the only thing I'm ever thinking is gay" I said giggling to myself at my gay joke.

The women in the room had definitely gotten bored of my comedy because before she seemed to be waiting for someone but now she was stood next to me looking over me. She grabbed one of my burnt and scared wrists and dragged her nail down it. An agonizing pain went through the arm as I felt like my skin was being turned inside out. I looked down at my arm and could see blood pooling onto the table and dripping onto the floor. As the women whipped away some of the blood for a brief moment before the blood was replaced by more blood I saw smooth and almost flawless skin not the charred mangled mess my farther had left.

This continued all over my burnt body and I head someone enter at one point but no one said anything the only noise was my screams. The place that hurt the most was under my eyelids and I could feel some blood trickling down and into my eyes like some very messy and painful human waterfall. When she finally finished she didn't say anything and I didn't stop bleeding and I think I heard the second person follow after the women. There was a little bit of yelling just outside the door I could recognize the voice as just my farther saying something about starting without him and not getting paid. He probably didn't care she started without him it was just the stingiest man on this planet being stingy.

I lay there for a few more moments before the pain eventually stopped and my restraints were removed. I sat up and felt some blood, tears or a mix of the two run down my face I got up and picked up my shirt that had been cut off and ruined in the process and used it to pat down my bleeding body. My eyes drifted over to the person who had freed me and I walked over and hugged him it was Natsuo "I came home and you weren't here I got worried" I told him still griping him tightly "There was no way I would stay in this hell hole any longer than I had to as soon as I could I moved out. I asked Fuyumi to come with me but she insisted on someone staying with Shoto" he answered the question I didn't directly ask but I suppose it's a twin thing.