My Little Star (Dabi x Reader) /// DISCONTINUED

Chapter 6

"Hehe, so cute those two are~", grinned a voice, "I want to see them covered in blood." 

Cetus seemed to be able to sleep just fine while I, on the other hand, only managed an hour or so of sleep. How could I not when Cetus had his firm hand on my waist? I just laid there for a couple of hours with the constant scent of dark musk overtaking my body. My eyes were captivated on his muscular forearms, then to his broad shoulders, and stopping at his lips. It was almost like Cetus was purposefully doing this to torture me, but my body was yearning for more. I wanted to give in to his subtle seduction, but I can't. 

I was quickly snapped out of my trance when I saw a tuft of blonde hair sticking out from behind the curtain. I slid out from the bed and made my way to the window, carefully stepping on the hardwood floorboards. I reached my hand out and yanked the curtain aside, only to find a Barbie head tied from a rope. 

"Looking for me?" Said a strange voice behind me. 

My face drained of color as I watched a blonde-haired stranger grab some toast from the toaster and stick it in her mouth. 

"Oh, this?" She said while pointing at the toasted bread, "I got hungry while watching the two of you, so I just helped myself to some of your food. Hope you don't mind." 

"W-Who are you and why are you in my home?" I questioned while trying to remain stern. 

"Oh, (y/n)-chan wants to know my name? Well, you will find out soon enough."

I stared at her blankly with slight frustration, who is this girl and why is she in my apartment? 

She finished eating her toast and wiped the crumbs off of her face with the sleeve of her sweater. This strange girl stood eerily grinning at me from ear to ear, it was dead silent. I could hear the faucet repeatedly dripping water ever so slowly, I swear you would have been able to hear a pin drop. 

She let out a soft giggle and cleared her throat, "Okay, I'll leave you two alone for now, but I can't promise I won't be back. Bye, (y/n)-chan!" And just like that she was gone, leaving behind nothing but an open window. I let out a sigh of relief, I can't believe I came face-to-face with a stalker, although, I doubt she's my only one.

The hot sun was beating down on my skin, it was much more humid today and I was sweating up a storm. I wanted to take my mind off of the situation I was in, so I thought a little gardening could do me some good. I crouched down beside my star-shaped flowers with a watering can firmly grasped in my hand, the water splashed onto the flowers gently and trickled down the leaves. I planted these genetically crossbred flowers almost 6 months ago, but they have yet to bloom. Like many scientific experiments, there was plenty of trial and error, I'm hoping they will be able to bloom before it gets too warm in the summer. 

"Oh! I haven't named them yet, what should I name them?" I asked myself, "I think I'll name this plant species Cetafloria. They remind me so much of Cetus, maybe because he's named after a star?" 

"Cetafloria is a beautiful name, (y/n)." 

I spun around to see Cetus leaning against the brick wall of the stairwell door; his brown hair flowing softly in the breeze, just barely covering his smirking face. 

"You seem productive", he calmly announced with his deep voice, "Mind if I help?" 

"Uh sure, I don't mind." 

He knelt down beside me, grabbed a watering can, and began watering the tulips. "I woke up and you weren't there", he began. 

I tried to think of something I could say, I don't want to worry him. "I couldn't go back to sleep so I decided to take care of the garden", I informed him while continuing to look at the plants. 

"(Y/n), I know you very well, you're lying." 

I stared at him flabbergasted, "I-I'm sorry, I just really didn't want you to worry..." 

Cetus placed his watering can on the ground and put his hands on my shoulders, he looked longingly into my eyes. For some reason, at least for a moment, I didn't feel overheated from the sun. Everything was still. 

"(Y/n), you have to tell me if something happened. I don't want to be responsible for losing you when I could have prevented it." 

I started to become dizzy from looking into his blue eyes, so I averted my gaze. He swiftly used his right hand to carefully lift my chin, "Please tell me..." 

"A girl with blonde hair and a Cheshire grin broke into the house while you were asleep, she was one of the stalkers. She told me she would be back." 

"(Y/n), you're always there for me...let me be there for you. Wake me up when things like this happen, I care about you." 

I nodded my head in agreement and we sat on two lawn chairs, looking at the slowly setting sun. He turned over to me with a worried expression, "I can't help but wonder...what else you're not telling me." 

"Cetus...", I say with a slight hint of sadness lingering in my voice. 

"(Y/n), please tell me. You've seemed slightly different lately and I'm worried about you." 

I don't want to disappoint him, I can't lose him, not now. I've been bottling up how I feel for so long, I think it would feel good to tell someone. But...how can I trust him? Would he even know how to respond, most people don't. What if I hurt him? What if he gets mad at me because I haven't been telling him everything as we promised? I should tell him, but I can't help feeling scared, I care about him so much. 

I looked up into his eyes with a determined expression, "Okay...I'll tell you."