No Strings Attached Right? [Dabi x Reader x Shigaraki]

Taken

Your eyes lock onto the two standing in front of you again after collecting yourself. Dropping your bag it was time to get serious why you listened in the first place was beyond you. Grabbing your forearm close to the bend of your elbow and gritted your teeth in an "uncute" manner, you widen your stance seeing as your assailant to wielded blue flames across from you. White flames emitted from your palm as if you were holding the sun in your hand,it engulfing your arm. You squinted sending a stream of fire through the air like a whip. The tall male disappeared from your view almost instantaneously. Feeling something heavy hit the back of your neck your body crumpled to the ground. You looked up as his deadpan expression "nothing personal.."he added as your vision and consciousness faded. 

When you awoke your eyes felt heavy and you felt like your chest was being  crushed by a pile of bricks. You sat up slowly, looking around the fairly dusty room it was dark and dingy. The dust was thick in some area. You continued looking around moving your body, you took note that you weren't bound and you weren't gagged or chained to a wall. Rubbing the back of your neck. You winced recalling the actions that caused such consequences prior, though really that was impartially a foggy haze. You stood up using the wall next to the bed to steady yourself. This room held no windows nor any lights were on, it felt depressing. Using the light from beneath the door to see and find your way out, you heard commotion and what sounded like banter from down the hall. Opening the door you glanced both ways down the hall. Your [h/c] hair was tucked up into a messy bun and you pulled your hood over your head sneaking down the hall to catch a glimpse on what was happening.

"Glad you could join us [y/n]" a familiar voice rang out as he cut you from your secret spot in the hall. You glared stepping out into the light the male from earlier was there to, the patchwork one. Scanning the room you noticed a man scratching his neck vigorously as the one blood red eye you could see beamed at you. His face was blocked by a hand of sorts and you furrowed your brows and your eyes examined him, where had you seen him before...

"What is so great about her Giran.." the male continued to scratch as a foggy black mist of a figure turned toward you, almost beckoning you to the bar. You didn't hesitate much considering the circumstances. You were obviously outnumbered and you didn't you know what their quirks were at that, you begrudgingly walked over sitting next to Dabi not that you knew his name. You scowl raising a hand slightly wanting to slap him across the back of his head, but a voice rang out from the mist warning you not to "I wouldn't do that.." he stated and you turned your face to the bar. "Her quirk is nothing short of a wonder" Giran spoke as you balled your hands into fists as your eyes bore holes into the bar [figuratively]. You wanted so bad to run and get away, to go home and hide in your blankets. Feeling your hood get ripped off, taking you aback your eyes widen seeing a school girl staring at you with burnt gold eyes. "Oh my oh my she's cute! Can we be friends..I think we can!" She cooed at you, you winced at her over baring confidence. Her eyes looking you over and a blush spread across her face, "we're going to be so close~ I can tell by your smell" her eyes narrowed at you as she inched closer putting her elbows on the bar as she sat closely next to you. You averted your eyes not responding.

"Shut up..." the man with a hand on his face spoke. Getting the girl to stop and glare practically pouting, but that moment of peace was short lived. "[Y/n] show us that fancy quirk of yours, why don't you." Giran prodded as you shook your head and tried to sink through the floor with your willpower.

"What the hell does she even have convictions...shes useless if she doesn't cooperate.." the raspy voice spoke up. "She's cute atleast, what a bitch" a voice with two obvious personalities spoke up.  You turned your head abruptly to see a man with a black and white mask looking at you. Your face red feeling concerned and a tinge of embarrassment. You pondered to yourself, 'oh right my quirk.. I can get free with my quirk' instantly your hands erupt into flames. You place your palms on the bar to get up burning it, as you turned to face the door. The heat was immense as it radiated off of you, you took a mad dash for the door. But your path was blocked by the tall figure that ran you over on the street, you reached your hand out to touch him. He braced himself but you extinguished the flames in your hands, shoving him out of the way of the door you dashed full force through a black portal landing on your knees back in the center of the room. The man the was scratching away at his neck looked at you, before glancing at the glasses behind the bar that were practically melted. They held their shape but they had dripping marks on them.