Hanahaki (Shoto X Reader) A Love Like No Other.

Its Him

   I wish it hadn't been him, but it was. Dabi was standing in the middle of the living room chatting with (Y/N). I wanted to rush in there, but if I did I know I would have looked worse than him breaking into their house. (Y/N) didn't seem to be in any danger, they talked as if they were friends, or maybe more than friends. My heart was aching, a trembling pain. I choked on nothing, trying to understand the situation. I shouldn't have come, I regret it. These feelings I have for (Y/N) will never be given back to me. I slumped down and slowly walked home, devastated. If this is what it is like to love someone, I'd rather die. No matter how hard I try to kill these feelings, it just won't work. I can't be happy for (Y/N), I'm not even happy with myself. If Dabi was out of the picture everything would have been fine. I wouldn't have to feel the way that I do. Jealousy, anger, pain. I'll get stronger, and I'll take him down, even if it means me going down with him. Small trails of fire followed after me igniting, then diminishing. I felt like I would set the whole damn world ablaze, and in a freezing storm.