15 days

DAY TWO

" in the absence of affection we'll take anything and call it love "

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shigadabi next
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**slight spoiler for mha
**also fair warning, this is not fluff.

there's a guy, that works under me. he's strange, he doesn't smell or look the best, but something about him pulls me in. like I cant help but be entranced by his nasty looks and ugly scars, like the scars and the burn marks and the poorly stitched up wounds are so nasty and ugly that they've become beautiful and elegant in my eyes, maybe its the way he struts with pride and doesn't try to hide them, but instead lets everyone know that that is who he is. he is Dabi, the first born son of the number one hero, and his scars prove that.

maybe I sound like a puppy in love or whatever but sometimes I catch myself just openly staring at him, and surprisingly he stares back, and we'd stare at each other for what feels like hours until one of us snaps out of it. its usually me, because I feel my cheeks getting hot and I start to blush so I look away, and he smirks at me, as if he's amused that he can make me so flustered just by staring at me. in any case, I think I'm really into this guy, but maybe I'm not, maybe I just think he's so brave for doing this, knowing what his father is capable of. maybe I think he's brave, for standing up to his father, something I could never do when I was a kid, not until I killed him, along with the rest of my family. I stood up to him sure, but now I have no family, no place to call home. except these guys. these guys are my family now, they're my home, and I will not stop fighting for them, no matter what happens I will be their leader, up until the moment my body crumbles. 

there was one day where dabi and I probably got closer, and I mean physically, than we ever have before. he sat right next to me, I don't know if I'm like an omega in heat or something but his pheromones sent me right off my rockers and I couldn't contain myself, I got really flustered and all he was doing was sitting there, I mean we haven't had any real conversation beforehand, all I do is stare at him, and he stares back, but something about it feels romantic. something in the way he looks at me, makes me feel as though he's taunting me in an almost sexual way, like he WANTS me to ask him out or something, I feel pressured to almost but I don't, the worlds greatest villain has no time for love .  .  . or so I thought. 

time flew by really quickly, its been about six months since I've gained this crush on him, we speak here and there and every word he says to me feels inviting, like he's just begging me to ask him out, like he's taunting me. and I've been thinking about it, so I might as well ask him to dinner before I die. 

I went on a one-man hunt looking for dabi, without making it too obvious that I was looking for him, and when I finally did find him I did the normal thing; stood in the doorway and stared directly into his soul, before I walked away to cool off, man his eyes do some magic to me. when I came back I pulled him aside and asked him - 

" your eyes tell stories. wanna go out with me? " 

and to my surprise I got this answer : 

" go out? with you? please, you're not my type. I'm not returning your feelings when I stare back at you, I simply just don't know where else to look. you get flustered when I do so much as to sit next to you and it makes me uncomfortable, you're weird you know that? to fall in love with someone you've never even had a genuine conversation with before. how pathetic. " 

and after he walked away and left me there with a tear rolling down my face, I realized in that moment that I do not know what real love feels like. 

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