Dabi is not happy
Dabi absolutely hated taking the time out of his day to work for the League instead of taking care of his daughter. Sure, he was part of the LOV and it was his job but he much rather spend time with her than ‘recruiting’. What recruiting usually meant for the fire user was roasting low-rank criminals that didn’t fit the League’s standards. But , today was going to be different. Apparently, someone contacted him wanting to join the League.
He had no idea who this person was nor did he care waiting for said person in one of the shadiest warehouses ever. I’m just wasting my time standing here. Dabi thought to himself bitterly. Maybe the potential recruit got scared and decided not to show up. The scarred villain wouldn’t mind a no show.
What Dabi did mind however was The Number two fucking hero walking through the warehouse doors. He almost did a double-take, What the fuck was he doing here? Was he the recruit or did he finally find out Dabi’s identity? The villain didn’t know which option he liked better.
It was weird to see his ex-boyfriend, (did they even officially break up?) After so many years. Especially when he thinks you're dead. It also kind of hurt to see Keigo, seeing him plastered on magazines was one thing, but seeing the bird in person made his heartache. He pushed the feeling down.
“Dabi, right?” Hawks asked after stepping in, snapping Dabi out of his thoughts.
“What the hell is a high ranking hero doing wanting to join the League?” Dabi snarled, trying to appear more intimidating, lighting a fire through the palm of his hand. In truth, he couldn’t see him actually hurting the bird, but scaring him off he could do.
Hawks gave him a forced smile. “My interests no longer connect with the Commission. Hero society is flawed and I think the League of Villains is the best way to fix the corrupt system.”
Dabi glared at the man. What he was saying was technically true but the words weren’t coming from the hero. They were most likely scripted by the Hero’s Commission. Hawks' false facade was obvious. He’s nothing more than a spy sent to infiltrate the LOV. Besides, Yuki only has room for one villainous dad.
The fire user finally snuffed out his flame. “Okay, I’ll bite. But the boss won’t trust you so easily,” Dabi lied. “You’re gonna need to prove yourself first.”
The fire user in all honestly wanted to mess around with the winged hero. Keigo may be faking the whole villain thing but boy wouldn’t it be entertaining to see him perform errands for the League thinking it’ll win Shigaraki’s favour. It was the perfect plan.
“Got it,” The blond replied. “What do you want me to do?”
“Eager are we?” Dabi sneered. “Don’t get your hopes up too soon, birdie, I’ll contact you when I’m ready.”
“And when will that be?”
Dabi rolled his eyes. “When I’m ready. Do you still have your burner phone?”
The bird nodded.
“You’ll get a message from me about our next meet up until then just lay low,” He drawled, “got that pretty bird?”
Hawks flinched at the nickname but he slipped his mask back on within a second, once again adopting that fake persona. “Awesome!” He checked the watch adorned on his wrist. “Time for patrol! See you soon, hot stuff!” The hero waved before abruptly leaving the warehouse in a heap of red feathers.
Dabi was left standing there, blushing. Hot stuff? Where had that come from?
By the time the scarred villain returned to the League’s base he was exhausted. Who knew running into the old flame that got you pregnant would be so mentally taxing? Dabi was just looking forward to the moment he’d see Yuki again. He missed his firecracker.
Dabi swung the rusty door open but instead of being met with Yuki’s warm welcomes and frantic hugs, he was met with silence. He took a peek around the lobby hoping to catch sight of her. Shigaraki was most likely in his room, Spinner was cleaning the burnt kitchen and Compress was in the corner with a sulking Toga and Twice. But no Yuki.
Without another word, he approached the three. “Where’s my daughter?”
Toga and Twice jumped, giving him odd looks of guilt. It looked as if the bloodthirsty psycho was on the verge of tears. Twice looked in no better condition.
“Where is Yuki?”
Toga was the first one to speak up. “We’re so-sorry--”
Dabi’s first instinct was to grab her by the collar as anger overtook him. Where was his firecracker and why the fuck were they sorry? “What the fuck happened.”
“Dabi please come down--” Compress tried to intervene, putting his body between the two.
“WHERE IS YUKI?!” He yelled, causing the teenager to cry in his grasp. Twice shrunk further in the corner, scared.
“CAN YOU GUYS PLEASE BE QUIET?!” Shigaraki shouted back “YOU’RE GIVING ME A HEADACHE!”
The fire user glared at the two who were supposed to be in charge of his daughter. They were supposed to be making pancakes today, so where was she?
“W-we don’t know!” Twice cried out.
Dabi’s grip on Toga loosened. “W-what? What do you mean you don’t know.”
“We wanted to take her out for ice cream,” Toga explained, her eyes meeting the floor. “Since she accidentally burnt down the kitchen...we wanted to make her feel better.”
“Woah Woah Woah,” The scarred man released his grip on the teen. “Yuki burnt down the kitchen? How?” The two of them better not have let the four-year-old go near an oven.
“Yep,” Spinner replied from where he was sweeping. “It was pretty hilarious too.”
“The stovetop was broken so Yuki offered to cook the pancakes with her fire…” The blonde replied, shrugging. “It didn’t go over too well…”
“Her fire?” Dabi repeated. “Yuki doesn’t have fire. Her quirk is her wings, dipshits.”
“You don’t know?--of course you do!”
“Don’t know what?” At this point Dabi was seething, he could feel the heat radiating off his own body, the staples in his skin already burning. He shouldn’t of left Yuki alone with these idiots today.
“Yuki has fire just like yours, Dabs! Blue too! Except they don’t seem to hurt her!” Toga said happily.
“They don’t?” He supposed that was good, but the idea of his daughter having a fire quirk at all didn’t sit right with him.
“Yep! And they come from her wings! It’s so pretty!”
Dabi growled. “Can’t you guys skip to the part to where the fuck she is? You guys went for ice cream?”
That’s when Twice and Toga’s expressions faltered. “Yeah….at the park. After ice cream Yuki~chan wanted to practice flying…” The teen played with the ends of her uniform sweater.
“And we let her--no we didn’t! That’s when she ran off. We couldn’t find her--yes we did!”
The villain took a deep breath. “So what you’re telling me you lost my daughter at a park, WHILE TEACHING HER HOW TO FLY?!”
The blonde leaned into Twice, “I knew he’d kill us,” She whispered.
“I-I WAS GONNA TEACH HER WHEN I GOT BACK, AND NOW SHE’S FUCKING GONE!” At this point, Dabi was beyond upset, furious, enraged. The anger wasn’t even entirely directed at the two idiots, but also at himself. Sure Toga and Twice were responsible for Yuki, but Dabi was her dad. He was supposed to protect her and he can’t help but feel like he failed. He failed as a father.
Toga began tearing up again. “S-she was so insistent on learning to fly. Yuki was so upset that you never wanted to teach her. It’s our fault we couldn’t keep up….s-she was just so fast.”
“I’m sure she’s in good hands, Dabi.” Compress soothed. “It won’t be long till we find her. I promise.”
“BUT S-SHE’s gone…” If Dabi’s tear ducts weren’t burnt to hell he’d be properly crying. Instead, blood seeped from his sutures, rolling down his rough purple cheeks and onto the floor. It wasn’t long before Twice, Toga and Compress pulled him into a firm hug.
That’s when Shigaraki opened his bedroom door. “What the fuck is up with all this yelling?” He had a controller in hand and headphones hanging from his scratched up neck.
“Yuki is missing.” Compress answered thoughtfully as Dabi remained silent, stewing in his own guilt.
“What?” The controller dropped to the ground with a big thud.
The three turned to the League of Villain’s leader.
“Well? What’s everyone waiting for? Let’s find her.”