Despicable Crush

• chapter three •

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" you whispered to yourself as you ran frantically, trying to come out of hero, Hawks's view. Your hood was still on, so luckily he hadn't seen your full identity yet. You tried to dodge the red-winged hero's feathers as best as possible, but damn it was getting hard.

You had trained your self for many years now for the exact reason that you were considered a Villain but never identified as one. With this unbearably imprecise title you had unfortunately taken on, you knew there were consequences. One of them being hero's. Ugh. why must they always get in the way. 

"Reveal yourself!" Hawks shouted, swooping down towards you at an incredibly fast speed.

You kept quiet until you felt a warm hand grab your arm violently. Damnit. You were caught. He pulled you close. You kept your head down to try and at least keep whats left of your identity a secret. 

Of course, you failed and he pulled off your hood. 

"Who are you and why the hell did you just try to blow up a building full of innocent people?!" he said sternly.

The truth was that Shigaraki had sent you on this mission to see what you were capable of. You did not want to do this mission because you simply just didn't like to use your quirk on people unless it was that on specific, disgusting person you craved to get revenge on. Of course you used it in desperate times, but none the less you never cared to hurt people on purpose with no real intention. 

You looked him in the eyes, "Simple, none of those people are innocent." you said so nonchalantly it sounded easy.

"What?" he said unnoticeably confused.

"You see, those people you call "innocent" are actually low-life scumbags. But of course you didn't know that, because hero's are oblivious to almost everything, and yet they still reign high in this corrupted society." You uttered, rolling your eyes. 

The hero before you stared you in the eye's intently, trying to comprehend your words. Jesus were all villains like this? So nonchalant in supposedly grueling situations? 

"You don't know a thing." he said coldly. You were still in his tight grasp. But the words he said to you were getting to you. 

Keep it together

"I don't know a thing, huh? Makes sense for you to say that, you are the number two hero." You mocked.

His eyes narrowed at your words. 

"Right, and your not a villainous girl roaming the streets and stalling her life." he deadpanned.

DAMNIT! That stupid word.

Your expression grew cold and with a bitter taste in your mouth you said, "I am NOT a villain." 

"So what do you call a person who sketchily sneaks into a building wearing a black hoodie and carrying a duffle bag full of bombs?" he asked.

"That doesn't make me a villain you idiot. You don't even know what I was there to do. Damnit I hate that word. But since your such a smart ass about everything thats what your small mind thinks of first." You raised your voice. 

"Mmm, pretty weird to go by a name you hate." He said, smirking. You glared at him with a fire in your eyes. 

"But enough chit chat, your coming with me." 

That's when you remembered something, he had you tight in his strong grip this whole time. Which means you touched him...which means you could use your quirk.

You chuckled and watched his face turn into a scowl.

"What." he demanded.

"Oh~ I don't think I'll be going you." you said with an evil smirk. 

Without wasting another second you looked him in his eyes and started to manipulate his body.

"Run. All the way back to your little agency, that's what? Two hours away? Have fun." You cackled as his body betrayed him and followed your orders. Finally, you could escape.

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"Aw fucking shit" you groaned, looking at your wrist which was deeply cut and blood was flooding out. You hadn't noticed it until now since you were deep in the moment with Hawks. 

"Welcome back princess." you heard a low voice come from behind a wall in the dark hallway, it was Dabi.

"What do you want." you replied, not looking at him but still at your wrist.

Before answering, Dabi came closer to you, to get a better look at why you were staring at your wrist. When he saw the cut, his eyes widened slightly but quickly went back to normal before you could see his concern.

"Looks like shit."

"Yeah and it hurts like a bitch." 

Silence filled the air for a few long seconds before he rolled his eyes and said, "Just come with me."

"Nah, I'm fine" you replied.

"I didn't ask" he stated and pulled you towards his room. 

He led you inside and forced your movements to sit on his bed. 

"What the hell, I'm fi-" before you could finish your sentence he kissed you.

"Jesus do you ever stop talking?"

"WHAT THE FUCK, WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" you yelled, your cheeks burning red.

"To shut you up, clearly it didn't work." 

"NO!" 

He rolled his eyes and disappeared into the bathroom, returning with a small red box in his hands. He sat next to you and started cleaning your cut. You watched him as he carefully stitched a needle and thread through  your cut skin. 

God. His hands were so soft they matched perfectly like his lips. He was so gentle and lord, every time his finger brushed your skin a million jolts ran up your spine.

Once he finished, he cupped your face into his hands.

"Fell better princess?" He teased.

You pushed his hand away and said,

"I'm fucking fine." You stood up and started walking towards the door, "thanks." you finished and walked away feeling confused and...excited? 

Emotions are weird.