Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

Meet Takuto.

Thought a picture of Midas was appropriate this chap. Don't know who made it so tell me if you know <3

A/N: it's crazy to think that this is Violet's real first 'fight' with Midas during the story.

Last chap of 2022. Thx for being here this long!

Violet POV:

It took at least thirty minutes for the numbness in my body to completely disappear.

It took another four minutes for the dizziness to subside in my vision, and then another two after that for me to finally get the courage to rise to my feet.

Forty three minutes. That's how long it's been since Midas realized his precious book was missing.

He hasn't come back, and I definitely don't want him to.

Time was of the essence. Tsuyo warned me of it, but even I'd been able to figure that one out on my own. This will be my only chance to escape.

I'm injured. Technically delusion on jewels. And I essentially have no one, as Tsuyo left me alone in Midas' office almost as quickly as they came.

But, there won't be a better time. I got myself into this disaster. It's only fair I be the one to get myself out of it.

Nausea still lurked in my stomach as I stumbled towards the door of his office, thankful Tsuyo left it cracked open for me.

The hallway was empty when I slipped into it. The elegant windows lining the left side of the wall showed the final ember of sunlight disappearing behind the horizon, turning the world dark and bringing the demons out to play.

But, the worst of them all has yet to show himself.

Midas could be anywhere right now. Hell, I don't even know if he's still looking for the book. Perhaps he gave up a long time ago, watching me in the shadows with a feral grin plastered on his face, playing with his food until the excitement made him too hungry to wait another second.

My heart wracked against my sternum as I tip toed down the shadowy hallway, mentally cursing the loud silence with every step.

There hasn't been a day I've been here that Midas hasn't thrown one of his parties. The one night I need a distraction to escape, he's coincidentally not having one?

Or...

Perhaps he cancelled it. Because of the book. Because of...

...me.

His deranged words over the past few days echoed into my head, sounding more aggressive and delusion than I remembered.

'Come home.'

'You are home, darling.'

'You have no one. What place could you call home besides here?'

Home. Home. Home....

I don't even know what that word means anymore. But, even if I have nothing and no one...even if I've made mistakes I can't take back, and don't know much about anything...I know one thing.

Home....is not here. It's not this.

It's been almost eleven months since the first day I met Midas. He's changed my life in so many ways I never realized until it was too late. But, if one good thing came out of it, it's that I've come to know the layout of this mansion quite well.

Taking caution at every corner turn, I made my way towards the secret set of spiral stairs, hoping to avoid those crazed bloodshot eyes.

I'm in no condition to fight. I know that. Aside from my hallucinations, my body is feeling weak from all the hell jewel therapy has put me through.