twenty two
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The following morning, you woke up to sunlight filtering through your curtains, casting a soft glow upon your room. Slowly, you stirred awake as you recalled the event of last night. Aside from your heavy and puffy red eyes, you felt better knowing you had someone to lean on as you went through your current situation.
However, the emptiness in your chest remained as if a part of your soul had been mercilessly ripped away. Memories of Dabi replayed in your mind, each scene carving deeper into your wounded heart. You couldn't help but feel foolish for allowing him to toy with you. It was a pain that left you gasping for air in a world that suddenly felt cold and uncaring.
With a heavy sigh, you reluctantly dragged yourself out of bed, forcing one foot in front of the other as you shuffled towards the bathroom. Despite wanting to call in for work, you knew heading to work was better than being left alone with your crowded thoughts.
After showering and brushing your teeth, you hurriedly got dressed in an attempt to avoid any encounter with Dabi. You knew you couldn't afford to break down in front of him or let him see even a glimmer of the devastation he had caused.
Leaving home earlier than usual, you stepped onto the empty streets, distracting yourself by counting your steps. Though it was helpful initially, the moment you entered the familiar road where you and Dabi had walked, it became harder. Memories of the past began flashing through your mind once more as you bit your inner cheek to refrain from showing emotions.
As you arrived at work, you were determined to lose yourself in the chaotic rhythm of customer service and helping your manager with baking. Though working in a bakery shop was good, you wished you were working elsewhere, somewhere without the memories of you and Dabi.
As the day dragged on, your shift came to an end, and as you were taking off your apron in the locker room, Hinata approached you. There was a glimmer of excitement in her eyes as she smiled widely before inviting you to a new club recently opened down the streets. At first, you wanted to refuse, but the idea of losing yourself in a blur of music and flashing lights didn't seem so bad. It was rather tempting.
In the end, you were desperate to forget your reality. Even though it was for a night only, you didn't care as long as you could forget that man. With a slight smile, you nodded your head towards Hinata.
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As you stood in front of the mirror, you couldn't help but feel a bit nervous as you applied your makeup. Tonight was your first time going to a club. It would be your first time venturing into a world filled with words of caution and stories of danger. Whether it was stories of assault, one-night stands, or a barrage of regretful decisions, you've heard it all. But unlike the usual crowd who goes there to enjoy themselves, you were going so you could forget reality.
To forget the pain, the heartache, and most importantly, Dabi.
As you carefully chose your outfit for the evening, your fingers grazed over the soft fabric of a tight, revealing black dress. Though you didn't know how such an item lurked in your closet's depths, you wore it anyway.
With a deep breath, you grabbed your clutch and opened the door, ready to enter the night. However, as the door swung open, fate seemed to mock your attempt at forgetting Dabi. In front of you was Dabi, stepping outside of his home. It felt like the universe was playing a cruel trick on you, placing him in your path when you needed to forget him the most.
Panic swirled in your chest, threatening to drown you. Immediately, you tore your eyes away from him, avoiding his gaze as you refused to acknowledge him. As you attempted to brush past him, your feet moved mechanically, but Dabi had other plans.
"Y/N," he called out to you. His voice was laced with longing and a tinge of passiveness as his voice cut through the air, making you pause in your tracks. It was a voice you used to find so comforting, so familiar, but now it only reminded you of the pain you were trying so desperately to escape.
With your fist clenching by your side, you didn't dare to turn around and face him. You knew if you did, you'd be a crying mess, which would be pathetic. Still, you couldn't find the strength to take another step forward after hearing his voice.
"Where are you going?" Dabi asked, breaking the silence once more. His voice was laced with jealousy as his eyes trailed over your figure. Your dress clung to your curves, accentuating your beauty in a way that made his blood boil. However, it wasn't due to how you dressed, but because you were going somewhere, he had no idea of. It upset him that you had no clue how many dangerous men were out there.
"It's none of your concern," you answered after gathering the courage to do so.
Just as Dabi was about to respond, his phone rang, interrupting the moment leaving you between relief and disappointment. With his brows furrowed, Dabi's eyes darted between your back and his screen before deciding to answer the call. After a few seconds, you could hear him mumbling something, and without another word, he stormed off, walking past you as he headed toward the elevator.
But in that moment, a selfish thought crossed your mind. You wished, just for a moment, that he had chosen to hold you instead. To wrap his arms around you and give you the comfort you desperately craved. You wanted him to apologize and explain why he did what he did.
Because if he did, you probably would have forgiven him.
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That evening, Hinata picked you up from your apartment as the two of you approached the club. While Hinata was busy talking about finding her potential boyfriend, you were getting nervous. It is your first time heading to the club, after all.
As you stepped out of Hinata's car and approached the club, you were immediately greeted by the neon lights that illuminated the entrance. Stepping through the club entrance, you were immediately greeted by the vibrant lights flashing in a mesmerizing array of colors. The music was as loud as you exacted as it reverberated through the air, drowning out any other sounds. The mixture of sweat, alcohol, and smoke permeated the air, creating an intoxicating and overpowering scent.
Across the dance floor were people of all shapes and sizes, dancing as they got lost in the rhythm and energy of the music. Their bodies moved with no limit as if they were celebrating the night.
"Drinks on me," Hinata declared, her voice barely audible amidst the music even though she was leaning close to your ear.
With a nod, you followed Hinata towards the bar. The both of you squeezed through the crowd as your bodies brushed against one another along with strangers. With every step you took, your heart pounded louder and louder in your ear as you tried to ignore the uneasy feeling that filled your stomach.
When you've reached the bar, both of you ordered cocktails before clinking your glasses. As you took a sip, the sweet tang of the drink temporarily soothed your jangled nerves. Hinata grabbed your wrist as you were about to ease into your chair.
"Come meet my friends," Hinata yelled over the music, her smile never leaving her face as she dragged you along.
Eventually, the both of you arrived at a spiraling staircase that led up to the second floor, where the VIP seats were. To your surprise, your drink was still and had yet to spill despite having to walk through the crowd. As you made your way towards the VIP table, you couldn't help but look down at the club that stretched below you. However, as your gaze traveled to the VIP table Hinata had brought you to, your heart skipped a beat.
Sitting confidently at the end of the table was your fiancé, Kai. His smug expression sent shivers down your spine as his eyes locked onto yours as if he held your fate in his hands. Immediately, panic surged through your veins as your mind screamed to flee, but Hinata's grip on your wrist was resolute.
Your eyes darted back and forth between Hinata and Kai, your mind spinning with confusion. Did the two know each other? If so, how long have they understood one another? Moreover, why was Kai here?
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