❝ TWENTY NINE | l/n taeko & ua bastards

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TW; drug abuse / specific ketamine abuse & attempted assault , *** indicate the start of it and another three *** will indicate the end of it. please skip if you feel you will be unable to read it, i don't want to harm anyone <3

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L/N Y/N
in the shop | 7:01 pm

your first thought is to just run and never look back. unfortunately you can't so you're just standing there staring at him with wide eyes, making no attempt to move as he leans forward on the counter with a satisfied gleam in his eye.

"it's been a while since we last talked—though, that's mainly been my fault. i've been busy these past few weeks," dabi comments nonchalantly while looking around the store calmly. "at least we get to meet again tonight."

fuck, the last time you saw him was when you almost kissed before you got stalked on the way home. fantastic. this is just what you need when you're about to end your shift and head home. can you go one day without any sort of drama happening to you?

it's like every day you wake up and life goes 'which person on that sex app are you going to meet and have problems with today?'.

"well—" you close the cash register and begin to stumble over your words. "while you think we're overdue a chat, i don't. my shift is over so technically i should be leaving right no—"

"you're nervous, doll." dabi stands up straight, making it seem like he's a looming figure. "why? still replaying what happened last time?"

yeah, the way your lips came towards mine and—

"no," you lie straight to your teeth, writing down the tips you got today in the little notebook that's kept behind the counter. "not at all. nothing even happened last time."

dabi lets out an amused snort and drums his ring clad fingers on the counter in front of you. "are you sure about that? i know you're dissapointed that you never got that kiss."

hell yeah you are. but are you going to admit that? hell no.

"nope," you refuse to look up at him, scared to meet his intense gaze. "not at all. what made you think that?"

"because you're refusing to look at me right now."

shit.

you immediately look up to meet his gaze and your eyes widen when you realise how close he is to you. his nose is grazing your own and you can see the small smirk tugging at his lips because his mask is now pulled down. his scars and staples are on full display and like last time, your eyes are drawn to them. his beautiful blue eyes watch in slight interest as you examine his scars with curiosity instead of backing away in disgust like most people do.

in all honesty, you're extremely curious about how he got his scars. they look so... horrific and the way his skin is being held by the staples looks painful. yet, he still looks gorgeous and in some weird way they suit him. you're sure something happened to him and it's not a nice story but you can strangely admire how they just add to his whole appearence.

"now you're staring, doll. pick one or the other," dabi teases, bringing you out from your inner thoughts—though it was mainly because dabi feels his heart jump at the way you're looking at him tenderly. it makes him feel like you can see through him and he despises that feeling. "do you want a kiss?"

your heart leaps at his teasing words but you avert your gaze. "i want to catch my bus and go home on time. that's what i want."

the inky-haired male cocks his head at your words and backs up from the counter a bit to watch as you grab your backpack, getting ready to switch with your coworker who is lounging in the staff room and waiting for you to leave. you really don't work the night shifts anymore, huh. you can see that he's eager to ask you a lot of questions but you don't want the topic of shigaraki brought up.

just the thought of shigaraki sends dark shivers up your spine. all you can see is the image of your brother that terrible day. the way his body was crumpled on the bed, eyes red and in slits—droopy and looking like he was half asleep. that day and image of him will always stick with you. everytime you think of your brother it sends chills along your body that that image was the last time you ever saw him.

and it was all shigaraki's fault.

dabi didn't have to know how you knew shigaraki tomura—you're grateful he doesn't know. the less people know, the better. you want to move on from your brother, though you know deep down you never will.

"we need to talk, doll," dabi says, crossing his arms across his chest and looking at you with a raised expression. "don't act like we don't."

"but we don't." you sigh. "there's nothing to talk about."

you can see the bus pull up at the stop outside the shop and are internally glad that it arrived. you step out from the counter and nod at dabi as you pass him. your fingers are digging into your hoodie pockets, rummaging for some money that you can use to pay the bus driver. your shoulder brushes against dabi's as you pass him.

"my coworker is coming out so if you want to buy that," you motion towards the abandoned bar and alcoholic can on the counter. "i'll be leaving now. goodnight dabi."

you're almost out the door, fingers wrapping around the cold metal and pulling it open—scowling at the horrible screeching noise that pierces your eardrums horribly. you're about to step out when dabi's cool voice rings out and all the blood drains from your face.

"(l/n) taeko."

the sound of your dead brother's name almost has your knees buckling. you turn around with a guarded expression—(e/c) eyes narrowed in caution and wariness.

"how do you know his name?" you grit out between clenched teeth.

dabi sends you a brittle smirk from his position at the counter.

"told you we need to have a talk."

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☏ | CHATS (01)

BAKUGOU | KAMINARI | MIDORIYA | TODOROKI

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7:30 pm

KAMINARI DENKI
WHO CHANGED THE
GC NAME 😤😤😤

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
i fucking did

KAMINARI DENKI
whyyyy 😩😩😩 i made
this gc so all of us can be
friends

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
and i told you so many
fucking times to not add
me yet you still fucking
did

TODOROKI SHOUTO
you named the groupchat u.a
bastards yet you're in the
groupchat as well so you're
calling yourself a bastard as
well?

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
NO I FUCKING DON'T
YOU LANKY SHIT

MIDORIYA IZUKU
he has a point 😳

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
fuck off Deku you little
shit

MIDORIYA IZUKU
i said 4 words 🥺🥺

TODOROKI SHOUTO
texted*

KAMINARI DENKI
why was there a loud bang
😳😳 bakugou did you just—

MIDORIYA IZUKU
HE PUSHED ME OFF
THE BED

MIDORIYA IZUKU

KAMINARI DENKI
that's literally the 7th time
bakugou has tried to attack
you today 🤸🤸

TODOROKI SHOUTO
he tried to attack me 4 times
today as well

MIDORIYA IZUKU
he also tried to attack like
random 3b students a total
of 9 times today 🤠

TODOROKI SHOUTO
so in total 20 times
you've tried to injure
someone today

MIDORIYA IZUKU
that's an improvement 😃👍

KAMINARI DENKI
AN IMPROVEMENT ⁉️😟

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
fuck you all

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
ball suckers

MIDORIYA IZUKU
UR BI?!?!?!????

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
doesn't mean i suck balls

TODOROKI SHOUTO
you're just jealous we can
deepthroat dicks yet you
cant brush your teeth
without gagging

KAMINARI DENKI
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

MIDORIYA IZUKU

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
i fucking despise the whole
lot of you

KAMINARI DENKI
i love you too hubby bubby
🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺☺️☺️

TODOROKI SHOUTO
i heard a bang again

MIDORIYA IZUKU
WHY DID YOU PUNCH
ME DJDJSOCKDIXJ

MIDORIYA IZUKU
I DIDN'T EVEN DO
ANYRHINF

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
i need to let my anger out
somehow

TODOROKI SHOUTO
do it on a punching bag &
leave midoriya alone

MIDORIYA IZUKU
this is why i prefer todo
over you Kaachan 🙄🙄

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
fine then, go ask him for
help when you need help
getting something from
the top shelf because you're
that fucking short

TODOROKI SHOUTO
i can do that because i'm
taller than you

KAMINARI DENKI
THERE WAS ANOTHER
BANG TODOROKI STOP
UR MAKING HIM BEAT UP
MIDO 😭😭😭

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
ask icyhot to make you smoothies
in the morning instead you
fucking dipshit

TODOROKI SHOUTO
don't ask me to do that i
don't know how to make
smoothies

KAMINARI DENKI
you didn't know what a
blender was and was
scared of one for 7
months 🤨🤨

TODOROKI SHOUTO
no i was not

KAMINARI DENKI
seven 7️⃣ months 🗓

TODOROKI SHOUTO
shut up

MIDORIYA IZUKU
i think Kaachan gave me
a concussion send help

KAMINARI DENKI
last time i tried to help
you nearly threw me
down the stairs 😔😔

MIDORIYA IZUKU
because slAPPPING MY
HEAD TO CHECK IF IT
HURTS DOESN'T HELP
ME YOU D I P S H I T 👎

KAMINARI DENKI

TODOROKI SHOUTO
have any of you been in
contact with (l/n) the past
20 minutes?

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
fuck no

MIDORIYA IZUKU
nah

KAMINARI DENKI
nada dada 🤺

MIDORIYA IZUKU
was that a dad joke 🗿

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
why the fuck do you want
to know anyway icyhot?
making sure we're not getting
in the way of getting your
dick jumped by them?

TODOROKI SHOUTO
and if i want to fuck them
what are you going to do
about it?

KAMINARI DENKI
AYO 🚨 CAN WE PLZ
CALM DOWN 🚨🚨🚨

MIDORIYA IZUKU
THERE IS TOO MUCH
MALE TESTOSTERONE
IN HERE RN KAMI 🚨🚨

KAMINARI DENKI
Y'ALL NEED TO LOOK
AT PICS OF TITS &
DEBRIEF 🚨🚨🚨🚨

MIDORIYA IZUKU
tits?

KAMINARI DENKI
boobs are 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓃𝒹 ✨

MIDORIYA IZUKU
𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓃𝒹 ✨

KAMINARI DENKI
it's great and grand mixed
together 😃😃😃

MIDORIYA IZUKU
ur mind >>>>>>>>

KAMINARI DENKI
thank you bestie 🙏

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
you two are disgusting

KAMINARI DENKI
UR JUST JEALOUS MIDO
LOVES ME MORE THAN
U AS A FRIEND 🤥🤥🤥

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
FUCK NO

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
I DONT EVEN LIKE BEING
CALLED HIS BEST FRIEND
HE'S A FUCKING BITCH

MIDORIYA IZUKU
hello 👋✋☺️ that's me
his little bitch 😙 of a best
friend 🙂 apparently 🧐

TODOROKI SHOUTO
you may be little but you're
not a bitch

MIDORIYA IZUKU
i'm going to ignore the
little bit and move on
with my life 🤣🤣🤣

KAMINARI DENKI
ur laughing emojis say
Spain but the S is silent
🙂🙂

TODOROKI SHOUTO
pain

KAMINARI DENKI

MIDORIYA IZUKU
it's weird to not see (l/n)
attack you for using the
ifunny 😩😩

KAMINARI DENKI
oh (l/n) 😔

KAMINARI DENKI
OH

KAMINARI DENKI
OH SHIT

KAMINARI DENKI
OH SHIT (L/N)

MIDORIYA IZUKU
what

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
the fuck

KAMINARI DENKI
TODO (L/N)'S BUS WAS
SUPPOSED TO DROP THEM
OFF LIKE 15 MINS AGO &
THEY STILL HAVEN'T
TEXTED US TO LET US
KNOW IF THEY GOT HOME
SAFELY

TODOROKI SHOUTO
oh

KAMINARI DENKI
DONT OH ME SOEJCJEJF
IM CHECKING THEIR SC
LOCATION RN

TODOROKI SHOUTO
im texting them now hold
on

MIDORIYA IZUKU
what are you guys
doing

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
what's the big fucking problem
why are you all acting like
(l/n) is going get kidnapped on
their way home

TODOROKI SHOUTO
uh

TODOROKI SHOUTO
about that

MIDORIYA IZUKU
WAIT

MIDORIYA IZUKU
that time you guys stayed
at (l/n)'s house was it because
something happened to them??
were they nearly kidnapped or
something???

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
what the fuck? you both know
that deranged person has been
going around our city kidnapping
people don't you? was (l/n) nearly
one of their victims?

MIDORIYA IZUKU
they're not replying to us

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
get the fuck up we're bashing
their door in

MIDORIYA IZUKU
TAKE YOUR FOOT OFF MY
HEAD AND THEN MAYBE
I'LL BE ABLE TO GET UP??

BAKUGOU KATSUKI
fine

BAKUGOU KATSUKI HAS DISCONNECTED!

MIDORIYA IZUKU HAS DISCONNECTED!

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FOUR IDIOTS
u.a dorms | 7:58 pm

kaminari and todoroki's dorm room nearly came off its hinges from how hard it was swung open.

the blond shrieks at the noise while the dual-coloured male simply looks up from his phone before returning his gaze to it. not a second later a scowling ash-blonde and a green haired boy trudges in and they can all see the faint smoke rising from the ash-blonde's palms.

"the poor— shit, door," kaminari's head is twitching at a rapid pace and todoroki looks at him in concern, understanding what was happening to his friend. "that's the second one that'll be replaced over you. you've—shit, been here for—shit, four days and you're already-"

bakugou turns his heated glare to todoroki who is scrolling through his phone rapidly. "dunce face is cursing a lot more—means he's stressed about something. what the fuck is wrong with (l/n)?"

todoroki looks up with a sigh and puts down his phone, darting his eyes to kaminari who looks conflicted on what to do. at the end of the day, it isn't their story to tell about how you were stalked back from work that time but if your safety is on the line they'll tell bakugou and midoriya. besides; they trust them enough anyway.

well, they trust midoriya anyway.

"their location is still at the shop. they haven't been active since they sent me a snap of them getting ready to leave their shift." kaminari explains gruffly, head twitching roughly.

he goes to grab it, probably roughly tug at it or dig his fingernails into the back of his head just to stop and not embarrass himself. but a strong, scarred hand gently grabs his upper arm and tugs it back down and kaminari looks to the side to see midoriya giving him a small smile.

todoroki notices the action and relaxes slightly into the desk chair he's on. now that midoriya is calming down his friend—he can focus on the puffing demon in front of him that's impatiently waiting for an answer.

"(l/n) called me about two weeks ago. they had finished their shift at the store they work at and were having a panic attack. they told me that someone was following them so me and kaminari headed out and found them," todoroki explains calmly though his eyes narrow slightly when he remembers your tear stained face and the way you cried out in your nightmares, holding onto his hand for dear life.

"the police and heroes couldn't find any evidence of someone being there but (l/n) was sure they were being stalked. we stayed at their house for the night for support and left the following day."

bakugou hands clench into a fist and an alarming amount of smoke begins to rise from his heated palms swiftly. his crimson eyes were alight with rage and todoroki angles his right hand incase the hot-tempered male attempts to blow something up in their dorm room.

"they haven't taken a night shift since and have texted kaminari and i to let us know if they got home safely," todoroki checks his phone and feels his anxiety claw up his throat when he doesn't see any messages from you. "and (l/n) hasn't texted us yet and we're worried."

it's silent for a few moments. nothing can be heard except for the ruffling of kaminari's collar of his t-shirt as his head jerks violently and their breathing. they're focusing on calming themselves, to not jump into panic but at the story of how you were stalked only two weeks beforehand has their guts twisting inside them and conjuring up something horrible.

"well," midoriya breaks the silence and looks at everyone. "what do you think we should do?"

"we should tell the pro heroes or aizawa," the youngest of the four says slowly but he looks slightly apprehensive of the thought. "though, none of them seemed to believe (l/n) when they told them what had happened so i doubt they'd be as fast this time."

"what?" midoriya frowns at his friend and scowls afterward. "how can you not believe someone when they—i don't even want an answer actually."

kaminari sits on his bed with a huff. "it's because they couldn't find any evidence and since it was late at night, none of the civilians were—fuck, out."

midoriya turns to him, slightly curious. "you said fuck instead of shit."

kaminari awkwardly rubs at the back of his neck. "when i get really annoyed or stressed i end up saying any curse word my mind comes up wi—shit, with. sorry."

silence envelops them once again and your safety hangs over their heads—taunting them and giving them two choices on what to do.

bakugou suddenly yanks todoroki up by grabbing his wrists and pulling him hard. the dual-coloured male catches his balance easily and only stares at the angry ash-blond in confusion.

bakugou then grabs midoriya's and kaminari's collars with one hand each and tugs—hard. they're both unlucky and land as a crumpled mess before bakugou and todoroki's feet.

"well," the oldest of the four nearly growls out.

"what the fuck are we waiting for? let's fucking go."

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L/N Y/N
outside the shop | 8:18 pm

"wanna drag?"

dabi offers you the cigarette that he's been puffing at for the past three minutes but you shake your head and instead lean against the bicycle racks outside the shop. your bus left and you haven't checked your phone in a long time but you don't plan on it—all you want is answers on how dabi knows your dead brother.

"i want to know how you knew taeko." the sound of your brother's name leaves a bitter taste in your mouth.

dabi shrugs his shoulders and blows out a big ash cloud, breathing it in and comfortably leaning against the wall. "i knew him for about seven months. met him the first time when i went to shigaraki's place for the like fifth time."

you know where this is going and what he was going to say but his next words still have you sucking in a harsh breath.

***
trigger warning starts now

"he was doped up on ketamine when i walked in."

ketamine. taeko was doped on that drug most of the time and was the one that caused your family the most problems. the hallucinations set him apart from your family and he was terrifying to be around when he was on ketamine. if taeko came home on that drug you'd have to lock your bedroom door—crying at night as you listened to him talk to 'people' in his room while laughing loudly at nothing.

you shudder, sinking into the warmth of your hoodie and dabi notices it. he runs a hand through his hair and takes another puff.

"taeko obviously wasn't in the right state of mind when we met. he called me a bic biro because of my hair for some reason," this manages to draw the tiniest smile out of you and he visibly relaxes at the sight. "he didn't say much—jus' talking to himself while me and shigaraki chatted."

you remembered the many times your brother would collect you from middle school, shigaraki would be with him and there would be bags of needles and weird powders in his bag or pocket. taeko would insist to shigaraki that they need to drop you home first before they do their job—delivering drugs to other people like a drug mule.

when taeko was sober, he never wanted you to see the dark side of his life that involved drugs, alcohol and prostitution—even though he was only fourteen when everything went downhill.

dabi looks up at the sky, tapping his cigarette against the cracked window sill. "i came to know him a bit better as i began to do more jobs for shigaraki about a month in. he'd be at that crusty bastard's house everyday getting high or doing something different. when he was coherent he was nice to talk to—loud, too loud; but nice."

when he was coherent.

in all honesty, you probably saw your brother sober or coherent at least twelve times from when he was fourteen till he was eighteen. it was sad that for four years he was consistently high—doped up on meds to battle the internal health he was suffering with for years.

"only when he was coherent." you feel embarrassed that dabi only saw your brother sober a few times—just like everyone else did.

your eyes sting with tears but you look away so dabi doesn't see them. you're over taeko—his death was evident and you knew it would happen soon. doesn't mean you were ready for it to happen. it doesn't mean you were ready for him to leave you one day though.

dabi nudges your shoulder with his. "doll, he was coherent about two times when i saw him. but those two times he was he just talked about you and about how much you made him proud."

fuck, here comes the tears.

it was fucking terrifying. you had nightmares over taeko being high on the drugs and you'll never forget the one night you had to go to the bathroom because you felt sick and met his towering figure just standing in his doorframe.

his room and the hallway was dark and you had frozen in the hallway. taeko was just leaning against the doorframe, eyes red and looking at you with such a faraway look that it sent chills down your spine and made your knees buckle. his lips stretched up into a psychotic grin and he had begin to mutter himself, hands gripping the frame and you remember the many powders staining his hands.

taeko lunged for you that night, your sixteen year old brother who had promised to never hurt you outside of play fighting or annoying you—had lunged at you with the intentions of hurting you.

you had ran back into your room, trying to close the door but he was strong and wouldn't let you. your parents woke up to your screams and your father had to literally fight taeko off and chase him out of the house where he called police.

you didn't see your brother for seven months after that.

taeko was different when he was on drugs; cold, malicous, terrifying, psychotic and deranged—especially on ketamine. when he was sober and off the drugs; annoying, loud, stupid and clumsy as hell. everyday he'd somehow manage to hurt himself by tripping or closing the cupboard door on you.

but the drugs destroyed him, completely.

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trigger warning ends now

you don't know why, but the thought of your brother—the old version telling dabi how proud he was of you—something he never told you when he was alive just sent you over the edge and tears freely began to stream down your face. the salty taste wets your lips but you pay no attention to it.

you're paying attention to the warm arm clad in a leather jacket wrapping around your shoulder and bringing you into a warm chest.

"doll," dabi holds your shaking form against his chest, resting his chin against the top of your head and closing his eyes—ignoring the way his heart seems to rip open at your quiet cries that shake your whole body. "he was so proud of you and he was a good person deep down, even up until his death."

you haven't cried for taeko—mourned him since his funeral. you've woken up crying after a nightmare about him, but you've never allowed yourself to miss him because all you can remember mostly is the bad times with him. but fuck—you still missed him so much.

you missed the brother who would race you down the stairs in the morning to claim the seat at the table that you both wanted. you missed the brother who would purposely shove your toothbrush down your throat in order to make you choke on it when your mother forced you to get ready in the morning peacefully. you missed the brother who would steal your phone charger and give it back to you all bent.

you missed your older brother, you missed taeko.

dabi holds you against him, not complaining about the way your tears are wetting his t-shirt or the way your hands are gripping his leather jacket so tightly your fingernails are leaving indents in the material. he doesn't complain once and simply leans against the cracked wall of the shop, holding you against him as he lets you leave go of the damaging emotions you've had bottled up for over a year.

you push yourself back slightly, hands shaking on his chest as you rub your eyes with your upper arm in order to not look like a horrible mess in front of him. dabi keeps his one arm around your shoulder, rubbing your rosy and tear stained with his cheek with his thumb so gently you feel like your glass in his hands.

"doll—"

"(l/n)!"

both of your heads snap towards the dimly lit street where you can see four figures coming to a stop a few feet before you. your eyes widen and jaw drops when you make out bakugou, midoriya, todoroki and kaminari staring at the two of you in confusion before it morphs into anger.

then you take in the situation.

dabi has an arm around your shoulder, cigarette in one hand and a glare in his blue eyes while your hands on his chest—looking like you're attempting to push him away while your eyes are red from crying and there's still tears streaming down your face.

so it looks like something completely different to the four guys in front of you.

shit.

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wow, looking back at this chapter is so funny cause this is the least of their problems LMAOOOOO i'm actually scared of myself cause what possessed me to come up with the plot points i had??

anyway, think i'm back on a semi normal updating grind but it's me so i wouldn't take my word for anything cause i once said the pain was over in the OG FBH and then the next chapter that same commenter i assured cussed me out for a plot twist...... valid iwl

hope you're all keeping well <33

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