A hero's fall (Shigarakixreader)ONHOLD

just carry out the orders

TW: SA mentioned but only for a moment 

That morning you awake to a knock on the door only instead of waiting for you to get ready the man waltzes into the room in all black (as usual) and far too energized for the morning. "Set up your shit I need three names and where we can find them.

With a yawn you sit up and whine sleepily, "Sir it's so early..." Your new caretaker chuckles and shakes his head. "No doll, it's 6 pm." Your eyes widen at this information. "I feel like ass!" You exclaim in exasperation. How could it POSSIBLY be this late already...hadn't you just...fallen asleep? Dabi sighs knowing how ya feel. "Yea you and me both. Now get the hell up."

A blush creeps itself across your cheeks and you look down at your blankets. "Uh little issue..." Dabi processes finally that you have been awkwardly holding said blankets over your chest the entire time he's been in here. "You should have thought of this when putting yourself to bed last night." Your body involuntarily shudders at his words but he steps toward the door, and without another word he leaves you to dress in safety.

You put on the outfit Dabi had instructed you to wear today and can't help but admire your reflection in the floor length mirror that leans against one of the walls in your small bedroom. Although you are covered in bruises you seem to give off dark fae vibes these days. The way you seem to always be reflecting moonlight and your eyes seem so much brighter against the dark circles you now have. You feel wild and beautiful...if only you could feel as free...Your mind flashes a memory of you and hawks as teens. You used to envy those wings...

You immediately dismiss that thought by redirecting yourself. You owe everything to the League, and you love your band of misfits. You head toward your bedroom door and swing it open. Dabi looks you up and down appreciatively before instructing you to turn around. You take a few deep breaths as he places a cheap collar around your neck. "Dabi...this is-" The man spins you to face him causing you to completely lose your train of thought mid sentence. "I told you I was going to show you what being owned should be like. That training begins today."

You both head down the stairs carrying your laptop along with you. The heeled boots that made you feel confident as hell in your room were now clicking loudly. You hate to be noticed. You wonder if he did this purposely to announce your presence.

To your surprise nearly everyone is here except Toga and Twice. Shigaraki appears to be explaining a plan to the members present when his eyes shift slowly from your feet to your neck. 'He had his gloves off.' You note when suddenly the chair he had a hand on previously crumbled completely into dust. The way it glittered the floor was mesmerizing to you. He continued talking completely ignoring the fact he just lost control.

You set your things on your favorite booth table, a shy smile spreading across your face. "I missed you Master." You say walking up to Shigaraki. But before you can kneel at his feet, (this is what he has you do while he speaks about plans. To remind you and everyone else of your place) Dabi grabs you by the hair and says, "Excuse the bitch she's not properly trained." You hiss and nearly go blank with a spike of rage. Your quirk flares but the pain is enough to center you in the present situation. They were starting now...not next week.

Shigaraki grunts and looks back at Spinner who looks rather uncomfortable...'same bud.' Dabi holds the back of your hair tightly until he gets you into the booth. Was he playing up the cruelty now too?' your mind wonders...you had hoped he would be as understanding as he has been on the roof...was he changing?'

"Let me explain why I did that just now. Anything and everything you do has become a reflection upon me. Also Crustykrab over there isn't who you are kneeling for today.." You let out a frustrated sigh and open up your laptop. "It was supposed to start next week." You huff, confused about how exactly this change came along and why no one had told you.

"I thought it'd be best to begin sooner rather than later." All for one's voice covers you in ice. It's not that you hadn't noticed he was part of the makeshift meeting just...very much hoped he'd ignore you this time. Defeated and overwhelmed you give a small nod and begin setting up your workspace. "Washer has been accused of Sexual Assault multiple times but still no action has been taken...Not even a report correctly filed" You state in a flat tone. "That box of metal got it's hands on a woman?" Dabi laughs and your eyes narrow.

"This is not funny Dabi." You say through gritted teeth but instead of apologizing he chooses to go silent and point to your laptop. "Got it. Back to work I go." You forget to mask the sarcasm and All For One chuckles. "Your slave isn't very good at it's job." You can't see it but at this moment you're sure Shigaraki is scratching at his skin. 'I'd like to peel mine off right about now.' You think silently to yourself. "Little bitch you have one week to prove you have a use outside of the annihilation of number one or you might be disposed of."

You bite your lip, stand and bow toward the TV saying, "I understand Sir." Your heart is racing hoping you handled this correctly. 'Shigaraki needs me to be good. I need to better for him! I bet I fucked that all up!' Your mind screams at you, but once you are sitting next to Dabi. The beautifully broken man leans into your ear and utters two words, "Good job." so quietly you can hardly hear, but the praise is enough to send you glowing only...this one feels like a high.

With all the obsession, being on edge, and the rage you hadn't really made any room for other emotions. To be frank you had forgotten this side of your quirk almost completely and even considered that the trauma from Endeavor may have killed it off.

Dabi looks down at you pretending to ignore your glowing as you type a reply to the victim of the washer hero. You explain to her that it will be taken care of and attach the list of therapists you consider trustworthy. This goes on for three hours. No interaction from your Master and a lot of commentary from Dabi. Eventually everyone left but you two.

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A/N I wanted to let you know that this is NOT going to turn all about Dabi. I promise there's somethin I'm building!