The legend goes on... (ghost rider! reader x bnha)

The Ghost Rider

A violent day was occurring in Musutafu, Japan. Reports of a sludge monster were spread across the city like wild fire. (M/N) and Dabi honestly didn't give a damn at all. They had their own thing to do.

They walked into a bar. This bar was in the shadiest part Musutafu, so hardly anyone that was pure came to that part of town.

The doors slammed open. The bartender looked up from the bar, and gulped upon seeing two of the most strongest villains in Musutafu.

Since it was broad daylight, a lot of thugs and villains weren't usually seen out. They did their routines and other nonsense at night. So there were only a few people that we're out.

The whole bar got silent. They didn't know who these two were, but they felt a dangerous and deadly vibe come off of them.

Dabi's eyes scanned across the room.

3 people on the left side. Poker players. Not important.

6 people in the right side. Hookers, and a guy in the middle. That target.

Dabi caught  (M/N)'s attention by tapping his shoulder, and motioning towards the guy covered in gold and rings, being surrounded by lowlife strippers and hookers.

The guy tried to pull off a tough act when they started walking towards him. "What the fuck ya comin up in here for? I got nothin to do with ya's."

Dabi snickered, nudging the taller male in the shoulder. The taller male just glared down at Dabi.

Dabi looked at the male covered in gold, and then back at the hookers. As he looked at them, they all just stared back in fright. He sneered. "You cheap ass prick. You stole from us, and showed it off to these poor beggars, just so you could get some fucking blowjob tonight?" Dabi laughed.

(M/N) rolled his eyes at the male. He glared at the older man when he met eyes with him. The older man looked at (M/N), and then traced his eyes over his body, seeing the abdominals through his body hugging shirt, and his strong calves that stood out from his leather black jeans. He was true beauty to be honest. The old man stroked his chin in thought.

"And you couldn't have just come in here alone? You had to bring this gorgeous specimen of a human with you?" The old man continued, "I have a deal for you. Why don't you give me this boy, and I'll give you what ever you want."

Dabi pretended to rub his chin in thought. Even as far as going to make the sound of a thinking person. "Hmm, so you'll give me the money I need, and you get my comrade here?" He said, pointing to (M/N). The old man nodded. "He would be of good use for guarding me and my lovely ladies. They could even give him a good time. I know I would if I were them..." the old man finished with a purr as he scanned through (M/N)'s body once again.

Dabi was a bit furious at this, but didn't let it show. He looked at (M/N), who shot a glance back at Dabi. Dabi nudged his head in the direction of the old man, signalling to go in that direction.  (M/N) hesitantly complied.

(M/N) walked beside the old man, and stood beside him. Dabi chuckled. "Now, where's the money I asked for?"

The old man grew panicked. "I-I don't have it. It's gone."

Dabi internally smirked.

Step 1, done.