My Hero Academia x Reader.

Dabi x Reader- Best for her.

Reader Insert
So this story is going with, the fan theory that Dabi is the eldest Todoroki child, Touya.
Warnings- Angst, Cussing, Lime
Y/N= Your Name
H/L= Hair Length H/C= Hair Color
E/C= Eye Color

Heading toward the hideout I take a short cut through an alleyway. A few steps into the alley I hear from behind me, "Touya?!" I turn, standing there is a young girl with H/L, H/C and E/C.

It's Y/N.

Shit!

I can't let her know it's me. So I lie, "You have the wrong guy. Sorry." I turn and try to quickly leave. But from behind me I hear the rapid click of heels, and a hand raps around my arm. She gives it a tug, pulling me around to face her again.

On my way to work I pass next to an alleyway. Something grabs my attention and I look over into the alley. There is a young boy walking through. A boy that I would know anywhere. "Touya?!" I gasp, shocked. Turning toward me he gives me a dead stare and says, "You have the wrong guy. Sorry." Facing the direction he was heading, he starts to leave.

I can't let him go. Not when I know it's him! Walking as fast as I can in my heels, I catch up to him. I grab his arm and pull him so he faces me again.

"Don't mess with me Touya! I know it's you!" She exclaims, "I'll always know it's you." She whispers.

Damn she never gives up does she?

With a sigh I reply, "Listen lady I'm telling you, you have the wrong damn guy."

Suddenly she slaps me!

He's still denying it?! What the hell?!, I scream inside, Maybe a slap will wake his ass up!

So I slap him. Hard!

"Do you remember me now Touya?!" She shouts, pissed.

Hissing at the slap, I turn to glare at her and grit out, "Damn it Y/N, you didn't have to fucking hit me!" Shit, shit, shit I didn't mean to say that!

With a gasp she drops my arm. Putting her hands to her mouth she whispers, "It really is you!" I notice tears staring to gather in her eyes. Suddenly with a laugh she jumps into my arms exclaiming, "I knew it was you!"

Damn it she feels so good, I can't help it. I rap my arms around her, resting my head in the crock of her neck I whisper, "It's good to see you, Y/N." I hear here softly sobbing into my chest. I can't stand it, I never could stand to see her upset. "I'm sorry Y/N." I apologize.

That was the wrong thing to say. All it did was set her off.

Stepping out of his arms, I look up at him with a glare. Drawling my hand back I slap him again, and again, and again. Screaming the whole time, "Sorry!? Your fucking sorry?! How dear you! You out right lie to my fucking face and you have the audacity to apologize!"

I sigh at her onslaught of weak slaps. She's changed, I think, The old Y/N never would have had the nerve to hit me. Let alone yell at me. Eventually the culmination of small slaps start to hurt, so I grab her arms saying, "All right, all right it was wrong of me to do that. So stop slapping me already, geez!"

Huffing in exertion she looks up at me still glaring. Then quickly her expression changes to alarmed, sadness. Pulling her arms from my grasp she puts her hands to my cheeks, softly she asks, "Oh Touya. What happened to you?" All the while softly rubbing my scars with her thumbs.

Oh god! What are these? What has happened to him since the last time I saw him?" Glancing down I notice the scars aren't just on his face. They extend further running beneath the top of his shirt. How much more is scarred, I wonder.