PYROMANIA (Endeavor X Male Reader)

Chapter 56 - DABI

"You looking for work?" A rather stereotypically thuggish-looking man asked, as you leaned against the alley wall, running your hand through Zack's - who was menacingly crouched next you - hair.

The thug looked uneasily between you and Zack. You pointedly flicked one of your large, circular ears.

"That depends. Are you offering?" You purposefully made your speech more formal, but kept posturing. You were quite chuffed with the character you created - a sadist who seemed laid back but who was perpetually intimidating.

Hmm.

Well, they say all good lies are based upon truth.

"We're hiring. There's only four of us, so two extra hands would probably save our asses."

"And what exactly is the job?"

The thug looked away, as if chastened. "Uh, yeah. Sorry. It's a bank robbery. We're trying to establish the gang. See if we can hire a few more villains."

"You a 'fuck the police' type of group or a 'fuck social convention, we're probably all gay' type of group," Zack asked. Abruptly, you yanked his hair back, forcing him to make eye contact with you.

"Did I say you could speak, Stain?"

He let out a ragged breath. "No, Sir."

"Regardless, you may answer his question."

The thug nodded, seemingly confused but just going with the flow.

"We all had nowhere else to go. Either our records wouldn't allow us get decent jobs or we were kicked out of our homes. Our youngest is probably queer. Though don't let the boss find out."

You huffed.

"Homophobia, in this day and age? How dull. Well, do you want my number? Discuss it with your boss. We just got out so we're short on cash."

The thug nodded. Pulling out his phone. You began reciting the number for one of your burner phones. When he was done, he asked, "What's your name?"

"For now, you can call me Plague. Thank you," you said goodbye with a nod and tilted your head to urge Zack to follow you.

He jumped to his feet and skulked after you.

"Your posture is as horrible as ever, Stain."

"Sorry, Sir."

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"Hey Plague. The boss would like to see you," the man said over the phone.

"Just send me the address and time. We'll be there."

The address in question turned out to be an abandoned underground parking lot. Zack was practically plastered to your side as you walked. You smiled indulgently at him until you realized the thug had seen it and you covered it up by saying, "Your screams would sound so pretty in here. The acoustics are good."

You said it matter-of-factly and the thug grimaced. Blessedly, the interaction was interrupted by another gang member, who faltered defensively as he saw you and Zack. Lest he appear weak, however, he pressed on - addressing the man next to you.

"Albatros. Guess this is them, right?"

Albatros nodded. "Who else, Saw? Course it's them. Not every day you see a giant white rat," he looked at your placid expression. Still he muttered, "No offense."

You waved a clawed hand. "None taken."

Saw looked confused by your behavior, as if he were expecting a volatile response. "Well the boss is waiting for you."