"Marred" {Dabi X OC} ❌Discontinued❌

Chapter 1: Slapped

"Mir, honey, listen to me. Hot boys, alcohol, dancing and music, I don't hear a problem." My best friend widens her eyes, awaiting for me to give her an answer she wants to hear. She has placed her hand on the page of my book I'm currently reading. Squinting my eyes I try reading the black bolded words in between her fingers, but she notices my actions and covers the rest of the words with her other hand. Sighing, I turn my gaze to her, allowing my face to soften at the answer I'm about to give her.

"I hear a lot of things wrong with that." I shoo away her hand as I pull my fiction novel upright on my bare thighs.

"Ugh, please! Mir, do this one thing for me! Please! I'll never ask you to come to another party again! Pretty please, with a sweet juicy cherry on the tip top!" She squishes her cheeks together, giving me her famous "can't say no" puppy dog eyes. Narrowing my eyes, puffing out my cheeks, and sighing an overly exaggerated sigh, I finally nod my head in agreement.

"Yay! I'm so excited! Gosh, let's get you dressed and showered. Oh yeah, some makeup to-"

"Nagatsu, I'm wearing what I want and I will not wear any makeup, period."

"Bleh, I hate when you use my full name. It's weird." She shuffles away from me giggling and frolicking around like a child, a smile creeps its way on my face. She's such a little kid, but I have to love her. I'm just going to bring a book with me, sit in a corner somewhere and read. I turn my attention back to my book, but once I do, it's ripped away from my grasp.

"Nah-uh, you will not be bringing this. I didn't even have to look at you to know that you are wanting to bring this. It's a party not a library!" Naga places both hands on her hips, book still in hand, lecturing me about my "nerdy" tendencies.

"Mhm." I hum under my breath, crossing my arms out of frustration.

"Don't 'Mhm' me. Also, you might find a hot dude at the party." She wiggles her eyebrows at me, then winks making me giggle lightly at her positive attitude.

"I assure you Naga, no guy there will want me." I halfheartedly say, Naga sharply glares her eyes at me making me shutter. Scary...

"Shut up, you! I mean you are so hot, you just turn down every guy who tries to even have a conversation with you. That's why you don't have a man." Her hand rests on her chin as she lectures on and on about my self confidence and single status.

"No, I don't have a 'man' because I don't want one." I reply back air quoting the word "man".

"Okay fine. You don't have to search for a guy there, but at least have some fun with your best friend. AKA: Me." She thumbs her chest showing her pearly whites in a humorous manner as she tosses my book back in my bed. Her toothy smile and bubbly personality is always a delight to have in a friend, it's a good change from just being normal.

"I can do that." Knowing I'm well defeated, I set the book down on the nightstand to the right of my bed.

"Yay! Alright, we are going to leave here around seven, so we can get there at like, mhm.... seven-thirtyish." She turns away from me only to open her closet doors, peeking through all her outfits. I will stay firm on telling her no makeup and no revealing outfit. Right when she turns back around to face me, she holds a short white skirt and a black crop top shirt that would show way too much cleavage.

"Oh my God! This would look perfect on you! You were born with amazing titties and ass, I'm honestly quite jealous. Anyways, back to the point, this outfit would so show off your credentials!" I feel the excitement exiting her body and trying to possess my own, but with a few mental shoos, the excitement doesn't stand a chance against my will.