Midori the Villain

The Stain Project

Artist Credited: Yanduri.chan on Instagram 

The rain suited her mood. Somehow within the span of 48 hours she'd lost control of her self confidence and demeanor. How in the world had she let this happen? She told herself over and over that no matter what happened no matter how she felt about other guys she would always remain faithful and loyal to Tomura.

Now she'd did the unthinkable and had cheated on him with one of their new allies... and she had the gall to enjoy it.

The ally in question lay sleeping now, his arm curled around her waist, and face half buried into the pillows. She wished she didn't find it so endearing, wished she had hated the whole experience. It would have been so much easier to punish him if he hadn't been so damn good.

"We're both going to hell." She murmured and watched the early morning rain pour down the window glass.

"Totally worth it." Dabi murmured back in an amused voice.

"If you're awake then get up and gone, you idiot." She nudged him off and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Most women frown upon that sort of thing." He sat up on his elbows watching her.

"I'm not most women..." She stated and stood up snagging her robe from the floor where it had gone flying. "You do realize I'm not going to be able to hide it from him."

"What's your point? I think the King could use a little humble pie." He smirked and crossed his arms behind his head.

"Idiot," she grit her teeth and tied the robe with a temperamental knot. "He's going to react one of three ways and none of them are humble. He's either going to kill me, kill you, or kill us both. My guess is the latter."

"So then work your magic on him." He shrugged.

"What magic? I'm not a wizard Dabi, I can't just pull out miracles from a hat." She waved her arms in an erratic gesture. When he laughed at her she snarled and used her quirk to lift up the sheets under him and toss him to the floor. "This isn't funny!"

"Shit that hurt," he chuckled and lay flat in the floor a minute so that the dizziness would fade. "I'm not laughing at the situation. I'm laughing that you're really showing off your humanity right now getting all freaked out."

"Yeah well I'm human, unlike you Mr. No fucks given." She snarled. She heard him stir and sit up so that his head poked out from behind the bed.

"Do you wanna know the real reason I decided to have sex with you?" He lay his elbows on the bed his smile smug and alluring eyes piercing at her through the dim light.

"To assert your dominance and attempt to, as you put it, wrap me around your finger." She glared and crossed her arms. Shed be damned if she let that happen.

"That too...but I decided to have sex with you because I like your mind." He stood up stretching his arms up and over his head. At her speculative look he found himself grinning. "It's interesting that I can visibly see the little wheels inside your head turning."

"That tends to happen when people try to confuse me." She tapped an irritated finger along her forearm waiting for him to finish explaining. She took a cautious step away when he rounded the bed to her. When he smirked at her retreat, her lips formed a full pout of disapproval.

"Maybe I just like you in general. For me to find someone I genuinely enjoy being around is a rarity, and it's your mind that sold me." He reached out touching her temple. She lifted a hand to smack his away, but he snagged it and kissed her knuckles. "My mother," he started again, eyes going serious. "She was a bright woman too: Kind, loving, and hopeful. If she hadn't married my bastard of a father she could have done a lot of good for the world. She stayed loyal to him, even after he abused her, beat her, neglected her she stayed loyal... and it drove her mad."