Stupid Wolf (Discontinued)

67. Stubborn

"What are you doing here, little brother?" Dabi teased, bringing an almost empty glass of whisky to his lips, downing the last of it without taking his eyes off of his youngest sibling.

He felt cautious, cornered and threatened but... the situation between them was mutual destruction.

If Shoto was here to make a scene then he'd be caught out and punished just the same as Dabi... So what did he want? What was worth risking his future to be here?

Shoto looked around him before leaning forward, keeping his voice low.

"Why her?"

A slow, cheek splitting grin spread across Dabis face before he laughed, rolling his shoulders as he relaxed back into his seat, waving his empty glass as a girl who looked mildly like a waitress passed by and took it from him.

"There's a lot of 'her's in the world little bro. About 50% of the worlds population if you ask me..."

"Stop being difficult. You know exactly who I mean."

His eyes narrowed on the older man, his patience unusually thin... But considering what he had done to you...

The woman returned with a freshly filled glass, placing it on the low table in front of Dabi and he sent her a wink as he reached for it.

"Thanks darling. Now, I can only assume you mean the Omega?" He teased, earning a very low almost inaudible growl from the young hero before him, only fuelling his wide grin.

"Yes. Now answer me: why?"

"Why? Cause she's an Omega. Don't you know how much they sell for? And for one so young and pure and untouched..." He sighed and took a sip, seeming to tremble in delight.

"Hardly untouched you bastard..." Shoto snipped, loosing his temper only briefly, but enough to completely freeze the whisky in Dabis glass.

"Little shit..." He grumbled, placing the undrinkable liquid on the table before his grin returned.

"Wait... I know that look. You're jealous. Did I make a move on your little girlfriend?"

Shotos lips curled under his mask, hiding his bared teeth, but the wrinkle of fury at the top of his nose was tell tale enough for Dabi.

"Damn, I'm a sly dog. A shame I don't remember it. Wasn't there, after all." He shrugged, tongue glazing over his teeth as he thought for a moment.

"Did she look scared? Tell me she looked terrified..." He all but purred, boiling Shotos blood.

"You sick fucker, what do you mean you weren't there...?!"

It dawned on him.

Dabi was said to have made some miraculous escape from Tartarus, seeming so disappear into thin air...or rather melt into thin air minutes after being committed...

Shoto only knew that much from the overhead conversation Endeavour had been having on the phone. The young Todoroki had gone home to get a break from your scent as the dorms still carried it thickly, only to overhear.

He didn't expect to hear such gut wrenching news, but it left an open window for this little chat.

"Twices' quirk." Shoto sighed, his hands balled up in his lap, veins of ice trying to creep up his sleeve.

Dabi nodded once, looking down at his slowly melting drink with little emotion.

"Twice.  All those LOV members you captured? Poof, you've got nothing."

"I don't understand..."

"Of course you don't. That's the point little bro. Now tell me seriously, you're not all the way out here risking your reputation over one dumb little omega are you?"