Dabi woke up warm and comfortable.
So obviously something was wrong here.
He stretched his arms out only for his forearm to bump into something. Squinting against the light pouring into the room, he turned to see a baby guard-railing on the side of his bed.
Wait, no, not his bed.
Definitely not his bed.
Oh god.
God fucking dammit.
He slipped.
He slipped in front of a hero.
The thought alone almost made him burst into flames of frustration and embarrassment. But, of course, he couldn't because of these stupid quirk-suppressing cuffs.
Sighing, he sat up, teddy bear tumbling into his lap.
He glared at it.
He hadn't slipped that deep in years. Probably because that damn Caregiver was around.
Ugh, Caregivers are the worst. They pull you into this disgusting sense of security and comfort and it's so thick with warmth that no amount of angry determination will let you claw your way out.
Being around a Caregiver is a trap.
Which is why Dabi needs to get his ass out of here as soon as possible.
Who knows if he can hold onto his big headspace if he so much as gets a whiff of that stupid banana colored Caregiver.
A grumble rose from his chest and he slapped his hands to his face. The worst part about last night is that it felt so...
...so...
...so...
...so goddamn NICE!
It felt NICE to be caried and coddled and taken care of!
It felt NICE to have someone look at you with that stupid gentle caring look in their eyes.
Frankly, it scared Dabi that he felt that way. He isn't supposed to feel like that. He isn't supposed to crave that attention. He's gone so long without it and he can go even longer! But yet, that little tug in the back of his head keeps going on and on about how wonderful last night was and how today he can eat more yummy food and not worry about anything and maybe he can color or watch cartoons or see what other cool toys onii-chan--I-I mean Shota-- has and...
DAMMIT!
Dabi started fumbling with the bed guard rail thing. He needed to get out of here. Needed to get out of here NOW. He needed to get back to the League hideout and down about 10 suppressants.
Once he got the rail down, he swung his legs over the side of the bed to stand up.
Which is when he felt a heaviness around his waist.
Flushing once again, he turned towards the closet and threw open the doors.
This is fine. All he needs to do is change into a pull-up and the "Biggest" clothes he can find in here and he'll be on his way. Change, escape through the window, and make a run for it.
He'll be gone before they notice. He'll--
"Mornin', lil listener." Came a sudden voice from behind Dabi.
"Ah! Fuck!" He shrieked, jumping nearly a foot in the air. He sharply turned to glare at the intruder.
Which only earned a laugh from that stupid cockatiel.
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A Fiery Little Menace
FanfictionClassification AU The infamous blue fire user Dabi is caught by police and detained, where it's discovered the villain who has murdered countless people is a Little. Not only that but he's been on suppressants nearly half his life. The heroes want t...
