"Marred" {Dabi X OC} ❌Discontinued❌

Chapter 6: Don't

I learned that standing up to Dabi and voicing my mind was not a good choice to make. The brutality of training with my quirk and body has exhausted my muscles and mental abilities. Mercy from the flame villain was nonexistent and the effect from it drained me completely. It's been eight days since I've arrived here and I haven't committed any crimes, yet.

"Come on, sweet cheeks. I'm not even giving it my damn all." Dabi sneers over to my hunched trembling body. He doesn't understand, I've never had to train my quirk like this. I was studying psychology, not heroism. I slowly push on my kneecaps allowing me to stand straight forward facing Dabi.

"I-I'm ready." I mumble lifting my arms up to defend my chest, throat and face. Suddenly Dabi is in front of me, when I reach outward my forearm is grasped and I'm slung to the ground. I feel the air being knocked out my lungs from the impact, but I manage to grab his wrist. He immediately releases me, I crawl away from him trying to regain the oxygen needed to continue.

"Good." His first word of praise to me makes my breath hitch, I look over my shoulder only to see him smirking down on me. I stand and ready myself for another attack, which he obliges with lightening speed. This time both of my wrists are secured in his palms as he pushes me backwards towards the shed wall behind me. Once my back hits the wall, I use the little strength I have left to try to pry my arms from his forceful hold. With my luck, I'm not able to escape. I try to lift my leg to kick him, but his thighs push against my own, his power overriding my own. I dart my eyes towards his, amusement is written all over his face along with a sly smirk.

"What would you do in this situation, huh? An attacker has pinned your arms, basically leaving your quirk worthless. How will you fight against them?" Now his voice his low and somewhat husky, sending shivers down my spine. My breaths hasten, but instead of answering I only try to fight against his grip once more.

"That won't work, sweetness." I watch him inch forward until his hot breath hit the earlobe of my right ear.

"You are helpless like this. Just think, someone could touch you, feel you, harm you or even kill you in this state. So what will you do?" I sense his tone change, as if the "someone" he's mentioning is actually him. What would I do in a situation like this? I can't over power him. I can't fight him. Maybe... Just maybe this will work. In a desperate attempt, I push my body against his own, my lips only centimeters away from his own ear.

"M-Maybe this is what I wanted. Did you even think about that, Dabi?" I sweetly whisper in his ear, I feel his whole body stiffen beneath my own like I had planned. I've never said anything like this, but I guess all guys think alike. By his reaction, it worked. I can trick him or even taunt him with my words. This is going to work, I know it will. I push my body further against his own, heat rushing to my cheeks, but my face is hidden by the proximity between the two of us. He slowly straightens upright, but his facial expression makes me lose all hope when it comes to winning against this battle. A grin with narrowed eyes confirmed that he knew what my plan was, I divert my gaze from his only looking at the stacks of wooden boxes against the shed wall. To my surprise, my arms are released and he leisurely saunters backwards away from me.

"You clever little shit. I'll hand it to you, using your appearance and body against a man is a very clever thing to do. Especially when you first trick the man into thinking you are helpless. Of course, it wouldn't work on me because I've been around your ass long enough. Finally, you are ready." The steady increase of compliments and praise had me smiling ear to ear like I had won the lottery. Wait. Ready for what?

"What do you mean?" I confusingly scrunch my eyebrows over at him, he taps his foot against the ground a few times before he turns tail and begins walking away.