Sturdy Lover (Eijiro Kirishima x OC)

Chapter- 23 Safety

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Lore was the one to drive them home, and she kept sneaking looks into the seat next to her until Ahri murmured, "I'm alright Lore."

"Are you hun? You're very quiet."

Mina leaned forward and rested her hand on Ahri's shoulder tenderly. "Ahri, who..who was that guy?"

Ahri wound her fingers through Mina's warm pink ones as she tried to absorb some of her strength. "I guess I'm happy you couldn't see the resemblance."

"Resemblance? That was Ei's father?!"

"Fuck no." The other two women in the car blinked in surprise at the usually sweet woman's outburst. Lore turned her bright violet eyes toward Ahri and growled, "Fuck no that bastard isn't Ei's father. A father implies he was in his life and helped raise him. That asshat doesn't deserve to be called that."

Mina murmured from the corner of her mouth, "I agree with what you're saying, but can you not sound so much like Katsuki when you say that? It's kinda scary."

Despite the heavy mood, Ahri hid her giggle behind her hand. "You are right though, Daisho is not Eitarou's father...he was...just a mistake. One I had really hoped would remain in my past."

Mina scratched her horns uncomfortably. "Babes if you're not comfortable, you don't have to answer, but did he ever..." she left the last part of the sentence open-ended because none of them needed specifics about the domestic abuse.

Ahri nodded as her eyes zoned out of the car. As her mind drifted back to that darker time, she said, "yeah..."

🐍~ 5 Years Ago~🐍

"Don't fuck'n question me on where I was, you bitch!!"

Ahri winced as the vase exploded next to her face, and a few pieces of the shards sliced across her cheek. When she dropped her eyes to the ground knowing it was the safest option to avoid another attack, Daisho's drunken red eyes shot over to her. "Doone look at me like that."

Even though her eyes were glued to the floor, she knew she had to answer him lest he flies off the rail again. "L-like what?"

His face became even angrier at hearing her stutter. "Like I'm a monster. I," he hiccuped drunkenly, "I'm not a monster."

"I know you aren't," she whispered the lie weakly.

He rolled his eyes, and the motion caused him to stumble over his own feet. He crashed into their bed. "You say that, but I know you're just lying to me. You're nothing but a disgusting lying cunt."

"I'm not lying." Ahri tentatively stepped around the shards of broken ceramic as she made her way over to Daisho's crumbled form. "We need to get you out of these clothes so that you can go to sleep."

Even in his intoxicated state, he taunted her. "You wana get laid babydoll? You also wana have my cum spill'n out of your pussy?"

'Also'.

The word was not lost on her, but she had known for a while now Daisho was cheating on her thus it didn't even phase her to hear him hint at his infidelities. Over the past month, he had become more aggressive with his insinuations since his usual attacks at her hadn't been getting a rise out of her. She knew he hated himself, and he wanted her to fucking lash out at him whether it be verbal or physical. He needed her venom to try and hurt him so that he could lose himself in the pain of her hatred and ignore the unaddressed darkness in his soul.

At the beginning of their toxic relationship, Ahri would burst into tears begging him to stay with her and give up the other women, but recently she had stopped caring as much which just made him want to hurt her even more.