Therapy Sessions•{Dabi x Reader}

Session 8

So... hi! I'm alive and I apologize! Sometimes I forget I have this story published until I see comments on it WEEKS/MONTHS later😂😭 also, here's some smut. Enjoy!

"I hate to inform you, Ma'am, but since there were a few escape attempts since your last visit, there will be no guards outside of the door today."

"Why's that?"

"We need extra security where the cells are. The prison thought it was best, considering how long you've stayed and how well you handle him."

How well you handle him.

"Right, I guess I can understand that."

"However, if you want a guard outside the door, we can spare one I suppose."

"No need. I can handle it." You smiled to yourself.

"Whatever you say." The guard said, letting you into the room. "I'm sure nothing will happen."

You ignored that last comment, walking into the room where Dabi was already there. He was sitting down, looking over at you with a sinister smirk, and the cuffs already off. What the hell did you get yourself into.

The door was shut behind you, and it was only you and Dabi in the room. You cleared your throat before walking over to your seat. You were nervous, but why?

"Good morning, Y/n." He said to you first.

"Good morning, Dabi. Can I ask you something?"

"Any time."

"Did you have something to do with the alarm yesterday? You seemed very calm about it, like you were expecting it."

"And if I did?"

"I want to know why you did it. And how."

"People fear me, except for you, of course. They'll do whatever I tell them to do. So if I tell them to try and escape every few days just so I can get those guards away from those doors and have alone time with you, they'll do it, no questions asked."

"Alone time with me? We're always alone."

"The guards are always looking, we're never truly alone... until now."

"Dabi, I don't know what your intentions are, but—"

"You're unsure of my intentions? I thought I was pretty clear last time... Maybe I have to make myself clear again."

"What do you—"

"Give me your bracelet."

"What..?"

"Give me your bracelet so I can make myself perfectly clear to you."

You took a minute, watching as Dabi extended his hand out, wanting your bracelet. You gulped, unsure of what to think. But you slowly took off the bracelet against your better judgment, and handed it to him.

"Good girl." He smirked as he tossed the bracelet behind him, but not too far. You heard it 'clank' against the concrete floor the same time you felt your heart fall to your stomach... or maybe it was butterflies in your stomach rather than your heart.

Dabi was walking towards you as you were backing away. He backed you right into what looked like a kitchen counter, but you couldn't exactly tell. When you had no where to go, he crashed his lips onto yours. From an outsider looking in, it looked like the kiss was rough. However, you were kissing him back just as rough. He shoved his tongue into your mouth, and as your tongues swirled together, he lifted you on top of the counter. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled him closer, and his hands were on the small of your back. His hands eventually found your thighs, and lifted your legs in such a way so that they were wrapped around him. When you broke the kiss off to get air, he moved to your neck.