My weakness (Dabi x Reader)

New Family

Two weeks before you escape the lab.

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Dabi's POV: 

 "I don't like this, is your group really dedicated to the hero killers mission, I cant imagine you are if your going to let this little psycho join you."

 I say gesturing to the crazy blond chick in a school uniform standing beside.

"Grow up, she may be a psycho but at least she knows how to introduce herself to people, don't just stare what's your name?"

 The rude crusty looking blue haired guy with a hand on his face asked me.

'What was his name again, the smoke dude said it, Tumor? Shaggy? Shigaraki maybe? Ill stick with hand-job'. Rolling my eyes I respond 

"Right now I'm going by Dabi." Hiding my real birth name. 

"No I want to know your real name!" 

Hand-man says like he's a king ruling over me, 'what a whiny bitch.' Really annoyed with him I respond.

"Ill tell you when you need to know it, in any case my new purpose is to carry out the hero killers will."

 I kinda zone out for a sec all I hear was patch work and that pissed me of, back to reality crusty was about to attack me, so like any normal person I attacked back.

Readying my hand to release a burst of blue flames toward the light blue hared asshole, but then a purple warp gate appears in front of my arm appearing in a random direction. Purple smoke mom, I think his name was Kurogiri? He was talking to hand-job, I was not listening to there conversation, the warp gate disappears and the crusty bitch storms out of the place.

"That guy makes me want to vomit." Sure it was mean but that's who I am, I'm a mean guy.

Kurogiri was going on about how he is a good leader and is making a decision if he will let us into the League.

Knowing that the meting was over I start walking towards the door taking my leave, until I feel the weight of someone jumping on my back. 

"Heyyyy Dabi-kun can I have your blood?" Se said in an insane voice smiling like a creep.

"No now get off me before I burn you into a crisp!" Looking at her with the coldest glare I could make, if looks could kill she would be so dead.

Shrugging her off she looks away and pouts like a child. 'What is with this whack-job?' I think to myself. Opining the door to leave and slamming it shut, I walk away from the bar tired from the long day.

It was almost 1 am as I walk along the slightly illuminated streets staying in the shadows, not trying to get caught by the heroes. 'Huh heroes, more like washed up scumbags who only help people for there selfish desires, Their always doing it for the money or the fame, not taking a second look for people actually in need. There's only one hero who has the right to be called a pro.'

I'm snapped out of my mini rant with myself as I hear the sound of quiet sobbing and talking coming from the ally way in front of me. Slowly rounding the corner in to the ally, all I mostly see is darkness with slight silhouette of people.

Looking closer I see a group of "pro heroes" surrounding something on the floor 'speak of the devil' thinking to myself, getting curious I walk closer starting to hear what there saying.

"Come on kids you know its not good to steal, only villains do that....... and do you want to know what we do to villains?" One guy said who I assumed to be the leader of the group.