"Marred" {Dabi X OC} ❌Discontinued❌

Chapter 9: Cute

8 Hours After The Kidnapping

"I don't believe this to be the wisest course of action." Compress stated as I began fixing a tray of food for the kidnapped teen.

"Look, he's probably starving right now. Imma just try to get him to eat a little something." I retorted while gently placing a ham and cheese sandwich on the tray along with a bottle of water. Lifting the tray, I began walking towards the dark hallway making the keys in my pocket jingle with every step.

"And if Dabi finds out?" I halted my steps at Compress's words, reeling in on what would happen if Dabi found out I was helping the kid.

"Well, I guess I'll cross that bridge when I get there." The light chuckle from Compress eased the tension, but his next words left me to linger on my next course of action.

"Remember my dear, I do what is best for the league. So if that indicates revealing the truth about your whereabouts, I will not hesitate to speak. " I knew he was just trying to do what was best for the group, but I couldn't exactly let the poor child die of starvation. Especially not after all we went through to get him here.

"Right..." With that, I trudged down the hall with the tray in my hands and my eyes fixated on the door at the end. Once I made it there, I quietly unlocked the bolted door and swiftly snuck in. Once inside the room, I could feel the hatred from the boy burning into the back of my skull. This kid will kill me long before Dabi does. I finally turned to face him, his ruby colored eyes narrowed at me, but he didn't speak.

"I-uh... brought you some f-"

"Tha fuck do you want, ya damn villain?" He cursed, the burning anger in his tone actually took me a little by surprise. Trust me dude, I'm basically in the same boat.

"I'm not a villain." I stated as I began trudging towards the shackled teen.

"If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it's a fucking duck." This boy has a mouth of a sailor! Geez, does his parents know he talks like this?

"I know you won't believe me, but it's the truth. I'm not a villain. Anyways, I thought you might be hungry, so I brought you a little something to eat and drink." I stood right in front of him now, his eyes never soften or even acknowledged my kindness towards his situation.

"Oh yeah? And how the fuck am I suppose to eat with my damn hands chained? You want me to magically teleport that shitty sandwich into my mouth?" Touché... I guess I didn't even think about how he was going to eat it.

"I just thought maybe I could unchain one of your hands." I don't think he'd try to make a break for it. Right? I heard him deeply chuckle before a small smirk appeared on his lips.

"Tch, for a villain you're pretty damn stupid. What makes you think I won't try to blast your ass to sky high once you've unchained me?" He won't.

"Because if that was your plan you wouldn't have told me. Also, you know as well as I do that these villains combined are stronger than you. You probably wouldn't make it out before they caught you, then you'd be back to square one. Also, you don't know what quirks they have, so that's another risk you wouldn't be willing to take. I believe fully that you wouldn't try to run. Well not right now of course. And for the last time, I'm not a villain." Once I finished explaining, he only stared at me with the same narrowed eyes as before. We looked at each other for a few seconds until he scoffed and shook his chains.

"Are you gonna fucking unlock it or just stand there like a deer in headlights?" I quickly set the tray on the ground and took the keys from my pocket. He needs to know I'm not a villain, I need to prove it to him.