It was now Thursday night and you had vaguely remembered that you and Dabi were supposed to have been clearing your schedules to go on a date but at this point you had barely spoken all week and you were feeling that dread set in.
“The next time he comes home he’s going to break up with me and it’s going to be for good… I can just feel it…” you thought as you walked home after classes on Thursday.
Hot tears suddenly poured down your face like a sudden storm on a hot summers afternoon and you sobbed your way home.
“I can’t take this anymore,” you thought as you entered the empty house. Dabi’s car was gone and no texts sat waiting in your inbox so you had absolutely no idea where he was, who he was with, or what he was doing and it hurt, ” he doesn’t even care…”
You walked inside and dropped your bag down, standing there feeling lost as fuck.
Just then your phone dinged and you yanked it out so fast you almost sprained your wrist.
It was a message from your Mum.
You were really disappointed that it wasn’t Dabi… but at the same time, seeing your mum’s name pop up made you feel loved and you immediately rang her.
She picked up immediately.
“Mum, I want to come home,” you sobbed to her.
“Y/N! What’s happened? Are you ok?” she asked with immediate concern, all she had sent in the text was a very gentle ‘I miss you, how have you been’ and in response she got a sobbing daughter in a frantic phone call.
“I just want to come home,” you cried, “can I come over?”
“Yes! Of course, honey. Is… Dabi with you? Can he drop you over, or do you need me to send dad to come and get you?”
“Dabi isn’t here and I don’t care if Dad is gonna say stuff, just send him I want to get out of this stupid house,” you sobbed, your sad cry now turning to anger at the mention of Dabi’s name.
“Alright, darling, alright,” your mum said, “I’ll tell him to come and get you. He’ll be about 20 minutes…”
“Ok. I’ll grab some stuff,” you replied.
“Ok love. See you soon,” she said.
You both hung up then went about your respective duties and in 20 minutes your dad pulled up in the driveway.
Grabbing your bag, you left the house and jumped into the car, giving him a sheepish smile as you sat down.
“It’s been a while,” he said to you, reaching one arm awkwardly out to get you a side hug.
“Yeah,” you replied, “college had been busy…”
He nodded and retracted his arm then put the car in drive and off you went home.
Dabi had gone to classes late, then driven to work, then gone to dinner with Tonkata and was now picking up Kuroo to take him to get his girl- then off to Utopia they were gonna go.
“Your misses is good to let you out so late,” Kuroo said cheekily as he hopped into the passenger seat of Dabi’s car.
“Mmmm,” Dabi grunted, “I’ll be honest, we’re not exactly seeing eye to eye at the moment…”
“Trouble in paradise?” Kuroo asked.
“Mmmm,” Dabi grunted, a little annoyed at your and his little situation that just didn’t seem to be getting any better.
“I’m sure it will all work out,” Kuroo replied.
Dabi stayed quiet for a second then swore loudly.
“I was supposed to be taking her out tonight. Fuck. I completely forgot… well there’s another nail in my coffin then…”
“That’s never a good thing,” Kuroo replied, “I’m not one to give advice but you’ll need to apologize asap for that blunder.”
“Fuck,” Dabi smacked his steering wheel with his hand, “I’m fucking sick of this. When I get home I’m gonna dump her on the bed and fuck her into the mattress… you’ve heard of a snow angel… well she’ll be so far buried into the mattress she’ll be making mattress angels…”
“I’m no expert but isn’t that a little aggressive?” Kuroo chuckled, “maybe start with flowers?”
“Fuck your flowers, you fucking pansy,” Dabi shot with a smirk, “that’s why I got the girls and you didn’t, daffodil looking headass.”
“If I remember correctly, I was always the one pointing the girls in your direction,” Kuroo teased.
“As if!” Dabi reached across, thumping Kuroo in the arm.
The pair continued on to pick up Kuroo’s girlfriend, then off they went again to the secret location…
Back home you were digging into some comfort food while having a good whinge to your mum. You just didn’t care about saving face at this point, if Dabi was going to be so immature then you were going to tell your parents about it.
Your mum was most sympathetic and kept the food coming while your dad escaped to the study to keep away from any potential backlash.
“We’re just not how we used to be and it hurts,” you said, sniffing, then blowing your nose one last time.
“You can stay here tonight if you want,” your mum offered, “no point staying in an empty house. At least here you always have someone around.”
“Thanks mum, I’ll stay here tonight. I haven’t even told him where I am but I doubt he even cares…”
She furrowed her brows and then stood up.
“I’ll go and make up your bed. I bought a new bed and put it in your old room and set it up as a guest room,” she said, walking to the lounge room door.
It was starting to get quite late and you were exhausted- mostly from all the crying, and so as soon as the bed was made for you, you had a shower then fell right in, not even bothering about checking your phone.
As soon as Dabi dropped Kuroo and his girlfriend off at Utopia he rang you…
You didn’t pick up…
So he rang again…
Still, you didn’t pick up.
“I’ll talk to her as soon as I get home,” he thought.
Single mindedly he sped home, pulling up quickly into the driveway and jumping out of the car. The lights were all off in the house and he paused for a second.
“Maybe she’s asleep? Fuck it. I’m gonna wake her up…”
He jumped up the front steps and landed lightly at the front door, pulling his key out to open the door.
“Y/N,” he called loudly into the dark house as he entered, “I don’t care if you’re asleep. I’m coming to talk so wake the fuck up.”