Here's a little blurb as another apology... should I post the next little blurb?😂
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"Well, did it work?" Dabi's cellmate asked as they laid in their respective beds. "It better have, I know people who got time added on to their sentence for that."
"Somewhat." Dabi sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "I wanted more to come out of it."
"You can't be too greedy, Dabi. Not everything can go the way you want it."
"I can be whatever the hell I want to be. And I don't need your input. 'Not everything can go your way,' pfft!" Dabi mocked his voice. "If it had went the way I wanted it to, she would have been under me begging for fucking mercy."
"That's gross, I didn't need to know that."
"Whatever. I still need people to try and escape so I can continue to be alone with her."
"People will hate you, you know."
"So what? What's the difference, they hate me now, don't they?"
"More like they fear you. They keep their distance because they're afraid, but if you keep doing this they'll hate you for sure. Meaning—"
"I know what it'll mean."
"You'll be put in solitary."
"I'm aware."
"Most likely more than just a day."
"So what?"
"You won't see your little therapist for however long."
"I don't care, I'll find a way to see her."
"She must be really something, huh?"
Dabi didn't answer him.
"Hello? Oh, so you're gonna stop talking now? I couldn't get you to shut up about her earlier."
"I don't have to tell you shit about her if I don't want to. She's mine. Stop trying to find shit out."
"You're fucking crazy." His cellmate laughed. "Has she told you that yet?"
"No, but she's probably thought it. But you know what? She didn't seem to care in the moment."
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Therapy Sessions•{Dabi x Reader}
FanfictionYou knew you always wanted to be a therapist, but you also wanted to go where the money was. So, you decided to specialize in working with villains. You got a new client, a villain that is very well known, Dabi. You never had a problem keeping thing...
