Daddy's Little Boy? (Dabi x Deku)

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Midoria pov

I wake up in a dimly lit room.

"Shiggi! He's awake!" A high pitched voice calls.

The blurriness fades and I see several people.

I try to move but realize the bindings holding me still.

A girl with blonde hair and messy buns starts towards me with a knife.

"Touch him and you die, Toga." I hear a raspy voice warn. Then the blue haired man comes into view. "We've got his kid. Things should turn out well."

"Who are you?" I ask in a quick breath as realization hits me.

"We're your owners. At least until daddy comes for you." The blonde says in an enthusiastic tone.

"Don't treat him like a pet, phycopath." The black headed man says in an apathetic tone.

"Now, everyone. Let's not be rude. Introduce yourselves." The blue haired man says in a maniacal chuckle. "Shigaraki." He states.

"I'm Toga Himiko! God, I just want to cut you. Can I Shiggi? Just once?"

"If you have a death wish." He warns.

"Kurogiri." A purple haired man says.

"The rest aren't here today. But you'll meet them later. Don't worry, we'll all be best friends!" Toga says.

"He's not your damned friend, idiot. He's a hostage. Get it in your head." Dabi snarls.

"You're not our friend? That's not very nice." Toga growls.

She lunges at me with her knife. I clench my eyes shut and wait for death. But nothing happens. I open an eye to see Dabi standing in front of me with her wrists in his grasp.

"Don't you listen to orders?" He hisses at her.

"Toga! Leave!" Shigaraki demands.

She pouts, but leaves the room.

"W-why am I here?" I ask as Dabi sits back down, just in front of me.

"Your father ran off after we specifically told him not to. So we took you in hopes of luring him here." Kurogiri explains.

"What are you going to do with me if he doesn't show?" I ask.

"You'll know if he doesn't." Shigaraki replies. I audibly swallow. I don't think he's coming for me. He ran off on purpose and told me to stay there. Meaning that he wanted me to get caught.

"Dabi, take him to your room and keep an eye on him. I'm sick of his questions." He says.

Dabi comes closer and grabs the bindings on my wrists, leading me into a hall. He takes me to a room and tosses me to the ground as he sits on a bed.

Dabi pov

"T-thanks. For saving me, I mean." He says in a nervously quiet tone.

I look to my nightstand and grab my throwing knife. I throw it and it hits the wall just beside his head.

"Don't mention it." I say monotonely. The look on his face, it's fear. I find it cute. Not that I'd say that to anyone. Let a loan him.

He audibly swallows as he starts to panic. That look is one I've seen many times. But this one stands out to me.

I stand up and sit on my heels in front of the boy. He avoids eye contact, so I grab his chin to get him to look at me.

"Tell me why you were still in the house." I demand.

"I live there." He says.

"I'd imagine if that scum bag were to run, he'd take his damn son. Why did he leave you?" I ask as I get a little closer.

"Won't you kill me or something if I tell you?" He asks.

"I wouldn't do such a thing." I chuckle.

He takes a moment to look at me then sighs.

"He doesn't care about me."

"Why do you think that?" I ask, not really caring for an answer. But it's something to pass time with.

"H-he's abusive, he doesn't care about my well being, so why would he care about me?"

"Abusive?" I mutter to myself. That reminds me of my father. I wasn't the perfect child he wanted. I wasn't the one that was willing to be his puppet. And that same thing happened to me. Abuse.

By the time I realize my surroundings, I'm stood up and my fist is in the wall. I blink a few times before pulling myself away from the wall. Just the mention of abuse made me so damn angry.

"W-why?" He mutters from the ground in front of me.

"Shut the hell up." I grumble as I turn on my heel and walk out the door, locking it.

Midoria pov

Why did he punch a whole in the wall? He seemed so angry. Then he just, left? He's supposed to keep and eye on me. But, there is bars on the only window and he locked the door. Not to mention my bindings. There's no point in worrying about my escaping. I even know that it won't happen.

I'll just have to hope they don't kill me. That's all I can really hope for, right?

About ten minutes pass before I hear footsteps coming towards me. For some reason, I have the urge to 'act natural' but then I remember the situation I'm in.

The door unlocks and Dabi walks back through with a bag. He shuts the door behind him and walks to me.

After he sets the bag down, he starts loosening my bindings.

"W-what are you doing?" I ask nervously.

"I got you some fucking food. Eat it and shut up. After, I'm going to put these back on." He says.

I don't even have words to say. I want to say thank you, but he might snap at me. Or throw another knife my way.

But he went out of his way to feed me when I'm their hostage? And by the way it smells, it's actually good food.

Maybe this guy actually has a heart.