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A WEEK HAS PASSED, and y/n has hesitantly accepted her new life. There was nothing she could do. Any attempt to escape just resulted in getting pinned to the ground, more bruises, and a lecture from Dabi.
And the same thoughts ran through y/n's mind everyday.
Why hasn't he killed me yet?
Why is he still keeping me around?
Who are you, Dabi?
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Dabi knocked on y/n's door. "Come in." She muttered, her comforter covering her head. Dabi creaked open the door, a book in hand. "Are you sleeping? It's two in the afternoon." He questioned.
"There's nothing better to do around here." She mumbled, refusing to turn in her bed to look at him. She felt him sit on the edge of her bed, tapping her leg. "Here."
She glanced over her blanket to see him holding a crimson-colored hardcover book. "What's that?"
"A book. In case you're bored." He held out the book. Y/n slowly sat up on the bed, taking it out of his hands. She ran her hand across the back, flipping it over. Her eyes widened.
"What is it?" Dabi asked.
"....This....was my favorite book as a kid." She whispered, more to herself than him.
Dabi watched as she thumbed through the pages. I know...I know it was.
Dabi leaned forward, attempting to pushing y/n's curly hair behind her ear. Out of instinct, she flinched. Hard.
She looked up at him alert, his worried eyes meeting her scared ones. "...What did they do to you?" He whispered. Y/n lightly shook her head. "What are you talking about?"
He placed his hand on her cheek, lightly rubbing it. Y/n's eyes filled with fear. She grabbed his wrist, bringing it down from her face. "You're creeping me the hell out. I don't know a single thing about you..do you think I'm like, your past lover reincarnated or something?"
Dabi stared at her, holding back laughter. "How old do you think I am?"
"...Thirty...fourty-something..."
An imaginary arrow stabbed through Dabi's heart. "Are you being serious?"
"...Yes...?"
"...I'm twenty-three."
Y/n's face slowly turned a bright shade of red. "T-T-Twenty three?" She repeated, embarrassed. Dabi watched as she started to laugh hysterically. "No wonder! You have the body of a young person, and you're quick on your feet! I should've guessed! Your scars just make you look so much older!" She giggled.
"....Are you alright?" Dabi asked as she continued laugh.
"I feel so much better knowing my kidnapper is my age!....That doesn't excuse you for what you've done to me though." Y/n pointed her finger at Dabi, her tone changing.
Dabi scoffed lightly. "Enjoy your new book." He muttered, sitting up from the bed and walking out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
Y/n looked back down at the book. "....I haven't read this in a while."
12 years ago
"You never put that book down." Touya mumbled, sitting next to y/n on the school bus. She ignored him, continuing to read. Touya growled, and snatched the book out of her hands.
"Touya!!" y/n whined, and tried to reach for her book, which Touya was teasingly holding in the air. "Talk to me, I'm bored." Touya grinned.
Y/n huffed, crossing her arms and looking out the bus window. Touya sighed. "What's this dumb book even about?"
"It isn't dumb!" Y/n defended. "It's about young girl learning about love!"
"...Sounds pretty dumb to me-"
"Well it's not! It's a very heartwarming book! You wouldn't understand because your a boy, and you've never been in love!"
Touya chuckled. Y/n whipped her head around and glared at him. "Why are laughing?"
"Because you think I've never been in love."
Y/n's eyes widened in excitement. She aggressively shook Touya's shoulders. "Oh my god! You've been in love and never told me!? Who was it!? Who was your first love!? Lemme guess, was it that short ginger girl from first grade that always let you go down the slide first? Or was it-"
As y/n rambled on with her guess, Touya did nothing but smile to himself and think;
"It's you, y/n."
"Here, keep the book! Read it!" Y/n slipped her bookmark into the last page of the book. "I've read it 3 times already, so why don't you give it a shot?"
"What if I never read it?"
"Then keep it for as long as you want!" She smiled.
