Chapter 33: Just for the night
AN: M-rated scene later on in the chapter.
He was standing there in front of me. Not saying a word. He was only holding out a phone to me. I opened my mouth to say something, but he put his finger up, signaling me to be quiet. I took the phone from him, typing something on it.
"Is Dabi alright?" I asked, showing him the phone.
He nodded. I erased it and typed something else.
"Can you take me to him?"
He shook his head. My shoulders sank. He took the phone from me typing something else.
"When you are alone. When it is safe, call the number that is saved on the phone. I will keep in touch."
By the time I looked up from the phone he was gone. Who was it that he wanted me to contact? Was it Dabi? All For One? I curled up in bed, holding the phone against my chest. I missed him. He was what I needed right now. Was the number in the contact list his? I could feel myself drifting off. I didn't realize how tired I was until now. I just let sleep take me.
I was pacing back and forth, for the past hour. I was waiting for Kurogiri to come back. I hadn't been able to sit still. When I saw what had happened on the news that day. The entire hospital had been brought down by an unknown villain. There was not a doubt in my mind that it was Shigaraki. Thousands were injured. Nearby apartment buildings and shops suffered extensive damage. An unknown hero that fit Yami's description was said to have temporarily stopped the building from coming down. Saving another fellow hero, and now they were both in critical condition. That was a few days ago. There has been no update on her condition since. I was starting to panic. I had to beg Kurogiri to go see her for me. I had only been afraid a few times in my life. Right now was one of them. It was a double-edged sword; love. You worry about the other person more than you do yourself.
"Dabi."
I turned around to see him standing there.
"Is she alright!?"
"I am not your personal errand boy Dabi."
I groaned. "Kurogiri, please. I have never asked you for anything."
"She is fine. Only shaken up. A few cuts and bruises, but she will be just fine.."
I let out a breath that I didn't know I had been holding. I plopped onto the couch sinking in. I was shaking. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
"Keep your phone close. You will be expecting a call soon."
With that, he disappeared. I pulled the phone from my pocket, looking down at it.
A call from who?
It had taken another two days, but I was finally able to leave the hospital and go back to UA. Mirko still hadn't woken up yet. The doctors said that she should be waking up soon, but I wasn't sure if they'd said that to only make me feel better. When I'd come back to school everyone was crowding around me, hugging me, and asking me if I was okay. Everyone was there, but the one person that I was looking for. Bakugo was nowhere to be found. Things between us were left in a very strange way, and I wanted to clear them up at some point. Aizawa-Sensei wasn't forcing me to go to class for the next few days, and I was thankful. As appreciative as I was about everyone missing and worrying about me. It was overwhelming, and I was running on an empty tank. No matter how much I had slept I was still tired. Aizawa-Sensei had put me on a strict no using my quirk rule. I wasn't sure how long I was going to stick to that. Or, if I wasn't going to stick to it at all. I showered, washed my hair and now I was curled up in bed with the lights off. I looked over at the phone on my nightstand. I remembered what Kurogiri had said.
When you are safe when you are alone.
I grabbed it, turning it on. There was only one number in the contact list. I pressed it, dialing it. I listened to it ring. My heart was pounding as I wondered who was going to be on the other end of this call.
"Hello?"
The moment I heard his voice I immediately started crying. He was okay.
"Yami!? Is that you? Are you okay?"
"It's me," I said between crying. "I'm so glad you're okay."
He exhaled. "I've been so worried about you." I could hear it in his voice. "I miss you," he whispered.
"I miss you too. So much."
"Are you really okay?" he asked again.
"No," I whispered shakily. "I need you."
There was a short moment of silence on the other end.
"Come to me." He said.
I immediately sat up. "Where are you? Are you still in Japan? How will I find you?"
I felt the phone buzz. I looked at it. It was a picture of a living room.
"Come to me." He said again.
I stared at the picture long and hard, making sure that I got it right. I didn't want to end up in someone else's house. I jumped off my bed, writing a note, saying that I would be back. Just in case anyone came in while I was gone. I opened a portal, practically running through it. I was frantically looking around the living room.
"Yami."
I turned around. He hung up the phone, throwing it on the couch. I dropped mine running into his arms. He smelled so good. He felt so good. I missed him so much. I didn't want to let go of him. I jumped up wrapping my legs around his waist. He caught me easily. He walked us up the stairs, into a bedroom. He laid me down on the bed, lying on top of me; he buried his face into my neck. It felt so good to touch him again, just to be with him. I felt safe with his weight on top of me. I ran my hand over his head. His hair was a bit shorter. It was cute, and it fit him.
"Who's house is this?"
"Ours." He said into my neck.
I smiled. "Ours? How did you set this up last minute?"
He sat up, staying between my legs. "I didn't. It was All For One."
"Oh." was all I said.
He set his hands on my thighs, tracing his fingers over my scrapes. "He should at least do this much for you."
"You haven't healed yourself."
I shook my hand. "I've been placed on a quirk ban. I've been told I need to rest. These little cuts and scrapes are proof that I at least haven't healed myself."
He was looking at me with a strange look in his eyes.
"Are you really okay Yami?"
I gave him a small smile. "I am now that I'm here with you."
The look in his eyes had changed, and I knew that look. It was the same look from that night. The night we almost took things too far. His grip on my thighs tightened. I could feel my heart beating faster. I propped myself up on my elbows, getting a better look at him. He was breathing heavier. My breaths were shallow, slower. He slid his hand up to my chest, unbuttoning my nightgown button by button; not breaking eye contact. He kissed the space between my breasts. It sent a shiver up my spine. Between my legs were beginning to get hot. He kissed my jaw, and I shut my eyes while his thumb rolled my nipples. He nipped and sucked on my nipples. My breathing was heavier now. I felt his hand between my legs. My back arched and I made this sound I'd never made before. I had never been touched like this before. I did not want it to stop. He slipped his fingers inside me. I gripped the sheets, looking up at him. Had he been watching me this entire time? I covered my face with my arm, feeling embarrassed. He laced his fingers with mine, moving my arm to the side.
"Do not hide. Not from me." He whispered in my ear.
He kissed me roughly. I gripped his shirt, pulling him closer and feeling his fingers move faster. I kissed him, moaning into his mouth. I could feel it coming, this pressure; my entire body tensed up. It felt electric. I lay there covered in sweat, breathy heaving, just watching him. The shock of how good I had just left me dazed. He pulled his fingers from me, licking them clean. I couldn't help but smile. I watched him tear off his clothes, piece by piece. I stared at him, naked. Taking him all in. God, he was this feeling, a new feeling. A throbbing between my legs. I felt hungry looking at him. He slipped my panties off, and I tore off my nightgown. The cold air made my nipples harden, and gave me goosebumps. He gripped my inner thighs, spreading my legs. He kissed my thighs. Leaving a trail of kisses on them. He kissed me there and I gasped.
He smiled. "You are so beautiful, Yami."
He sucked me and it felt so much better than his fingers. I held onto what little hair he had and grind against his face. I didn't know what had come over me. There it was. That pressure again.
"Oh, God!"
He held onto me tightly. I was shaking but he wouldn't stop sucking.
"Wait!" I cried out.
He ignored me and kept on. I didn't hate it, I just couldn't take it.
"Please," I begged.
He stopped instantly. It's as if that's what he was waiting for. He licked me off his lips.
"I love it when you beg." He whispered. "We have to stop here."
"What why?"
"I have been confined to this house since I got here. I didn't have time to go out and get any condoms. Nor was it on my mind."
"Just this one time," I said. "Just for tonight… we won't use it."
"Yami…" he trailed off.
I cupped his cheek, kissing him.
"I don't want to stop… I can't."
His eyes got dark. He grabbed my hips, yanking me towards him. It gave me an adrenaline rush. I wanted him inside me and I wanted him now. He came close to me, resting his forehead on mine.
"This will hurt a little."
"Okay," I said breathlessly.
I could feel him pressing up against me. My heart was pounding. I hooked my arms around his shoulders. In one quick thrust, it had happened. I tightened up as a reflex. He grunted, his breathing had gotten shaky when I had. It felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. I dug my nails into his skin, waiting for the pain to fade.
He kissed me. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I want this. I want you."
He started moving inside of me. It hurt but it felt good more than it hurt, but I liked it. The mix of the two. Soon after, the pain faded altogether. This was an entirely different feeling altogether. I grabbed the back of his neck, bringing him closer and kissing him. I slipped My tongue into his mouth, while he grabbed fistfuls of my hair. He tasted so good.
"Fuck!"
He licked my ear. "You feel so good."
He held my hands, going deeper and I threw my head back. He slowed down, grinding into me. It felt like I was on the edge. I wrapped my legs around his waist.
"Dabi," I moaned.
He picked up speed. "Say it again," he said shakily.
"Dabi," I said louder.
It hit me like a wave. He bit down on my neck, as he gave one final thrust. I could feel him throbbing inside of me. I held onto him. I didn't want to let go yet.
"I love you," I whispered.
He pulled away from me, looking me in the eyes. There was a shocked expression on his face. It was like he was searching for something. For some sort of lie.
"I love you Dabi," I repeated. "I really mean that. I need you to know that."
He pulled me closer, holding onto me. "I love you too Yami. So much."
He pulled out of me and missed the warmth of him. He laid down beside me cuddling me from behind.
"Can you stay?"
"Just for the night."
He held me tighter. "I wish you didn't have to go. I want to stay here with you."
I liked it when he was like this. So vulnerable with me, and only me.
I kissed the back of his hand. "We just have to hold out a little while longer."
I lay there next to him. Feeling his heartbeat on my back. I wanted this. I wanted nights, mornings, days, and years. I wanted it all. I didn't want to have to sneak away to see the man that I loved. I didn't want to have to keep him a secret. I know that he's done things, but he's changing… he's changed for me. I wanted this life with him. To get that. I knew what I had to do. I had to get rid of Tomura Shigaraki.