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37. Caught

You awake with a throbbing pain in your head, and a horrible hangover. You're lying in bed. Dabi's bed, and you have no idea how you got here.

With a slight groan, you sit up in bed, glancing around at the apartment, your vision slightly blurred. "Good morning, doll. Or should I say, evening?"

Dabi rasped. Your eyes set on him, sitting on a chair right beside your bed and smoking a cigarette. You rub your temples softly, looking out the window and seeing a the sun setting on the city around you. "How long was I out?"

"The whole day. But, you did get home pretty late." He answers, taking another drag from his cigarette. "And you watched me the whole day? Creep."

You tease with a scoff. He grins back, leaning over and reaching out for you, softly caressing your cheek. "Not the whole day, I did go out and do a few things. What can I say? I had to look out for my baby after the long night she's had."

You feel a small twinge of guilt when you remember your drinking binge and what caused it. Before you can say anything, he brings you a steaming bowl of broth.

"Here, wait for it to cool off and drink it. It'll help with the hangover." Dabi tells you. "Thank you. I'm so sorry for being so irresponsible. I shouldn't have-"

"It's not your fault. I should've paid closer attention to your state of mind. I shouldn't have forced you out of the house like that, if I knew it was going to get such a bad reaction out of you. And I know things have been hard with Natsuo and everything. I'm sorry." He tells you.

You stare down at the broth, before glancing back up at him, feeling a small lump in your throat. "Do you think he's okay?"

"Yeah, I'm sure he's fine. The media's just blowing things out of proportion, like it always does. He's probably just keeping his head down after everything that happened with you." He replies.

And you want to believe Dabi, you really do. But you know this isn't like Natsuo. He's not one to just disappear off the face of the Earth. Then again, you didn't expect him to be a liar either so maybe Dabi's right. You hope he's right.

You gently blow on your broth, trying to get it to cool as fast as it can. There's a heavy silence in the room, between you and Dabi, while you drink your broth.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" He asks. You take a small sip from your broth, trying to recall what happened.

"Most of it's drinking and watching video games. I do remember Spinner driving me to your place, but that's just about it." You reply.

"Well, something else happened. Shigaraki kissed you." Your stomach sinks. "What?"

"Spinner said Shigaraki was trying to take advantage of you when you were drunk. He had to pull him off if you." Dabi tells you.

How could you let this happen again? Dabi probably thinks you're some filthy cheater. That you wanted this. But you can't even remember it.

"I'm so sorry, Dabi. I swear, I didn't mean-"

"Stop. Stop apologizing. This wasn't your fault. You didn't do anything wrong. Shigaraki shouldn't have done that, and you'll never going to see him again. I'm going to make him pay for what he did." He wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug.

You hug him back, before pulling away nervously. "What do you mean by that, Dabi? Are you going to tell someone about it? It's not like we have proof, we can't-"

"No, I won't tell anyone. But I'm going to do something, (y/n). I'm going to get you justice. I promise." He gently strokes your hair, and never have you felt more safe. More loved.

No one's promised you that before. But Dabi did. He cares about you. He truly loves you, and you've never felt more grateful.

"Thank you." Is all you manage to say, doing your best to swallow the lump in your throat. "Don't thank me. It's what you deserve."

He pulls away, pressing a small peck to your lips. One kiss quickly turns to two, which turns to four and then ten, and the next thing you know, he's laying you back on his bed, kissing down your body and moving his head from your stomach to your thighs.

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"Where are you going?" You ask, lying in bed with his sheets pressed against your sweaty body. You watch as he pulls his jeans on, zipping up his fly, and grabbing a tank top.

"I gotta go work. I'm sorry, baby. I promised Spinner I would cover his shift for him so he could look after you. Don't worry, it'll only be few hours. Get some rest, or watch a movie or something." He tells you.

"Oh, okay." You murmur. He gives you one last kiss, before he grabs his jacket and leaves.

You spend the next few hours bored out of your mind, watching a few episodes from some shows your interested in, and a movie or two. You can't sleep, and you're bored out of your mind.

You're also starving, so you walk over to the kitchen, grabbing some cereal from the cabinet. You get some milk from the refrigerator, and a bowl. All you need now is a spoon. Going through the drawers, you find nothing.

What the hell Dabi? Where are your utensils? Do you just eat with your hands?

You search the closets, the dishwasher, the trashcan, but there's nothing. You practically scavenge his apartment for it.

There's one last place you haven't checked, which is his closet. You reach to the very back of his closet, finding an old shoe box.

Curiously, you open it up to see what's inside, and what you find changes your life forever.

Your panties. Multiple different sets of them. Ones that had gone missing from your dorm months before. There's also phones, a small stack of them.

You recognize all four of them. Your ex boyfriend's phone case, Keigo's, Natsuo's, and Shigaraki's...

Your stomach twists in knots as you find another phone. It's not one you recognize, and the Lock Screen is completely black. After a few guesses of the Passcode, you manage to unlock it, finding a picture of you as the home screen.

There's little to no apps. One that's a tracker that's added to your phone, and a few other things but that's it. You click the camera roll, finding pictures and videos...all of you.

He has favorited ones of you getting changed, masturbating, and pictures of you naked. You drop the phone, your hands trembling. You feel sick.

"What the fuck." You mumble under your breath shakily. It all makes sense...the murders, the disappearances, it's all him.

It's always been him.

(A/N: Uh oh...she knowsssss....

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