Yandere x Reader // My Hero Academia

Escape // Yandere Dabi x Reader.

 You were fucked.

For almost a year now, you had been Dabi's...captive. His little pet.

You'd been kidnapped in an attempt to ransom your hero father but...that's where the villains had made a crucial mistake. If it had been one of your powerful older siblings that they had taken, if would have worked. He'd have paid anything to get them back. But instead they had taken you, his weak little daughter. The quiet one, the passive one, little Y/N. His disappointment.

He wasn't going to pay a cent for you and when the villains realized this...they had no other use for you. No one really knew what to do with you. Did they kill you or let you do? They weren't sure. You were terrified, listening to them argue over your fate and not knowing what would happen to you. Luckily, or unluckily depending on how you saw it, Dabi had taken a bit of a liking to you. You didn't know why, you weren't anything...special. You were just you. But Dabi had decided to keep you and since that day...you had been his.

His little toy to use and abuse.

His little pet to lead around and play with.

His lover. His slave.

Dabi used you in anyway he saw fit. He fucked you constantly and so hard he made it hurt, all while he forced you to beg for more. To tell him that you liked it, you wanted it. He loved to hear you beg. He slapped you around, he bit you, he burned you, he played with your body and your mind just to amuse himself. He humiliated you in so many ways. In that time, you were played with, pounded, touched, teased, and tortured by him..

All while Dabi smiled and told you that he loved you.

Did he love you? You didn't know. Did you love him? You were starting too.

Despite everything he had done to you, you began to...want Dabi. His touch, his attention, his affection. You missed him when he was gone and when he was there, even when he was torturing you...you liked it. You began to want it. It was when you were caressing on old burn mark, a discolored heart on your thigh, that it suddenly dawned on you:

You were falling in love with Dabi.

And that scared you. You quickly realized that you had to get out of there. How you managed to actually escape was a miracle. Dabi had taken to dragging you everywhere with him, even to an occasional meeting with the other villains (and some of their toys as well). It didn't happen often and it was only pure luck that it was tonight that they were ambushed by a group of overeager heroes. You knew that it would be a quick fight, one the heroes would lose. But you also knew that this may be your only chance.

So you ran.

While Dabi was distracted, you ran away, finally escaping from your year of hell. Finally escaping him.

You had been running forever and at this point, you weren't even sure where you were running to. You just kept going until you thought you were safe. From there, you did what you could. You had a good bit of money hidden in your coat, enough to buy something to eat and a room for a night at a crummy motel. It wasn't much, just a bed and some beat up furniture. Light from the flickering streetlamp outside filled the little room and you quickly closed and locked everything.

Tomorrow, you would call your sister. But tonight, you just fell to the bed...and simply slept.

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You weren't sure when exactly you woke up. And at first, you weren't sure why either.

Blinking your tired eyes, you wondered why the previously almost too warm room was suddenly so cold. You looked around without moving and it was then that you realized...the tiny window was wide open, allowing the cold winter air to fill the room. And there was a scorched hand print on the wall beside it.