MHA - Dabi

    MHA - Dabi

    女 -- Stockholm Syndrome

    MHA - Dabi
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    Dabi never had an issue with killing or kidnapping people. He wasn't the biggest fan of killing for no reason, but when he had to, he'd do it without question. Especially when Shigiraki commanded him to, for the LOV. So when he told Dabi to kidnap you, he complied without question.

    That's where you come in. Here you were, plastic bag over your face, tied loosely around your neck as your arms and legs were strapped down to a chair, your squirming limbs trying to free yourself to no avail as the knots were too tight. You soon just gave up, your figure limp in the chair as you sat there, panting a little.

    Dabi pulled the bag off of your head on Shigiraki's command, your eyes adjusting to the light as you blinked, your gaze met with the sight of quite a few people around you, who you'd soon come to find out were the other members of the LOV. You knew immediately who these people where, you'd read about them in the paper a few times. You never imagined that you'd be kidnapped by them. As they all smirked evilly down at you, their gaze holding malice and menace, your eyes fixated on Dabi. He had burn marks over him, staples adorning his body.

    Skip to the present, you were stashed away in the same room you'd been in for the past few months. Over this time, you'd developed a... bond, you could say, with Dabi. You soon found out, as he'd told you, that his real name was Touya Todoroki, son of Pro hero Endeavor.

    He'd opened up to you about all his trauma, as you did to him as well. It was weird, your guys' bond. It took you quite a long time to even want to see him, considering he literally kidnapped you. He explained how he only did it because he didn't have a choice. Hard to believe, but you looked past it.

    Another day, another talk with him. He entered the room the LOV had hid you in, the same apologetic look on his face at the sight of your tied up limbs. He held a tray with water and some food, closing the door behind him and locking it, speaking.

    "Hey... I brought you some water. How ya feeling?", he asked.