Teach Me How To Love

Chapter 3

Dabi decided to follow her home instead of just waiting in an alleyway as she walked by. Her spine tingled and shook as she walked home, he was nearby he had to be. His eyes watched her nervous figure as she walked, god he wanted her to be shivering like that underneath him.

[Y/N] could feel his hot gaze on her, fuck why was he here? He was following her she could tell, oh god what does he want? She began walking quicker to try and get home before Dabi caught her. Fuck why was he here, please leave her alone. Tears welled up in her eyes, some pouring down her cheeks, her breath was quickened, her hands gripped harder onto the bag almost turning white. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Once she made it to her street, she ran. Her legs picking up pace as she ran, tears blurring her vision. As soon as she got to her gate she almost lunged at the door her hands rumbling around her bag trying to find her keys. Her breath quickened even faster as she struggled to find them.

"[Y/N]?" A short scream tore through her lips from fear dropping all her bags. Her blurry eyes taking notice of a dark figure stood near her door making her shake even more, but as she blinked her eyes more she realised stood there wasn't Dabi no it was Eraserhead. "You okay?" He asked bending down to pick up her stuff.

[Y/N] joined him on the floor, her breath still coming out ragged. "Yeah, yeah sorry, sorry," After they had both picked her stuff up [Y/N] had managed to calm down some, her eyes looking out at the street past her gate.

"Are you sure [Y/N] you seem shaken," Eraserhead spoke to the obviously worried woman before him. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and guided her inside using her keys she had dropped to open it up. He guided her to her living room and sitting her down on the sofa, her breath still heavy but not as choked.

"Sorry, sorry." [Y/N] apologised as the hero sat next to her. He looked worried, concern painting his face as he looked at her.

"It's okay what happened?" Eraserhead asked he again wrapped his arm around the woman, [Y/N] explained what her happened and what Bakugo told her. "That's worrying I understand why you were so scared now," The man looked down at his lap. "If anything else happens let me know but for now I think you should relax." Eraserhead unwrapped his arm and stood up.

"I will thank you for helping me," [Y/N] thanked the man as he walked over to her kitchen, she followed. [Y/N] began unpacking her groceries with Eraserhead in silence. "Thank you, I'm sorry you had to save me again," After her sentence she lets out a nervous laugh, her brain thinking of how Eraserhead saved her in the forest.

"It's nothing, it's what heroes do besides that villain seems to have some sort of thing for you. You need to be careful." Eraserhead spoke making [Y/N] nod her head. Her hands stopped moving the groceries for a moment as she thought about the eyes on her as she walked and his eyes staring into hers when he was straddling her.

Those gorgeous teal eyes that held so many emotions entangled together like a many spider webs cover a run down house. Those bright eyes that resembled the flames that sprouted from his palms. They were terrifyingly beautiful. She hated them.

"Yeah I will be careful thank you," [Y/N] spoke resuming her task at hand. She finished putting everything away before it processed in her mind that she had a guest. "Would you like some tea or something?" [Y/N] asked.

"I'm okay I was just popping over to make sure you were okay. I didn't intend to stay long but please let me know if anything else happens," Eraserhead spoke, [Y/N] nodded and watched him leave with a single wave. Once he left she fell to the ground and began sobbing into her knees.

Teal eyes watched as Eraserhead left the home of his toy. Anger coursing through his veins as he had watched the two enter close to each other, but it was taken over by an excitement burning through him. Her fear, her tears, her ragged breaths, her swiveling eyes god it was all so intoxicating. She was perfect to toy with. He would drink her fear and pain up. He couldn't wait to see those fearful eyes up close again.