“He’s gonna kill me-” you pointed both hands to yourself- “he’s gonna kill you-” you pointed to Sudano- “he’s gonna kill everyone within 100m radius of the house-” you gestured wildly outside-“he’s gonna kill our ghosts, he’s gonn—.”
“He’s gotta catch us first!” Sudano cackled, flicking the indicator on and turning down a side street, “I know a short cut to Kuroo’s. I’ll get us there way ahead of crusty captain?”
You hollered laughing, clutching your middle as you cackled in the passenger seat, “is that what you call him?!”
“Yeah?” Sudano replied, “we give everyone on the team all sorts of nicknames.”
“You guys are hilarious,” you laughed.
“Ok, house is coming up. Get out and run for the backyard?” Sudano directed as he ducked his head a little to look into the side mirror to see if anyone was on his tail, “Kuroo usually leaves the back door open, so go in through there. I’m pretty sure his folks are out for the weekend so the house should be empty. I don’t think Kuroo is even here yet.”
The teammate slowed as he approached Kuroo’s house then jammed the brakes on once he was out the front.
“Go, go!” he shouted, the adrenaline in his panicked voice spurring you into action.
You yanked the car door open and Jumped out, running for the gate that led to the back of the house.
Quickly you let yourself inside the backyard before tearing across the lawn beside the pool to the back door and pulled it open.
“Oh thank god it opened!” you praised internally, letting yourself in before closing the door behind you.
As you ran across the open plan lounge room for the stairs, you heard the sound of screeching tyres out the front of the house and your heart started throwing panicked beats against the inside of your ribcage, pumping you so full of adrenaline that it made you take the stairs two at a time in your fervency you get away.
“Is that him? Is that Dabi?!” Your internal screaming made your excited panic even worse, causing you to almost trip as you reached the top of the stairs.
Blinded by the thrill of it all, you ran for the closest room, dashing inside as the sounds of shouting and laughing from outside the house fueled the adrenaline in your veins, forcing a soft squeal of fearful excitement from your lips.
“It’s him, it’s him, shit! Where do I hide?!”
Your head whipped left and right, trying to orientate yourself in this strange room and you stopped for a second to get your bearings before running for the closet.
“No! That’s the lamest hiding spot in the book, the first place he’ll check is the closet!” you berated yourself, pushing back off the doors and running over to the window to look out.
As you got closer you realized it wasn’t a window, but a door… that led to a balcony.
“Maybe I can climb onto the roof from here?!” you thought as you opened the door to the balcony and stepped out.
Just then, downstairs, you heard shouting… your name was mixed in with other words and it caused a spike in your panic.
“He’s coming, he’s coming, he’s coming!”
Around and around you spun on the balcony, trying to quickly make up your mind as to how you were going to get up onto the roof and then suddenly the sound of running footsteps on the stairs could be heard.
“Oh no! Oh FUCKING no!” You wanted to scream so bad! There was WAY too much adrenaline in your system right now, and if seeing Dabi suddenly appear didn’t kill you- the anxiety of the anticipation would.
The running footsteps stopped and you pressed your back up against the outside of the house, praying that Dabi had gone down the hall and into one of the other rooms first.
You held your breath, turning your head slowly to look at the entrance to the balcony, the sheer curtains billowing out and blowing around in the afternoon breeze.
As you watched, Dabi’s form appeared and he stepped out onto the balcony then turned swiftly and faced you.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he rasped seductively, causing your whole body to break out into goosebumps as a shrill scream erupted from your throat closely followed by hysterical laughing.
He stood there calmly, too calm actually. Like a lion that had backed it’s pretty into a corner and knew there was no way in hell that it could escape- the ‘confidence of capture’ imprinted in every inch of his body language.
“No!” you laughed nervously, back still against the wall, “get back!” You held your hand out as if compelling him to stop with ‘the force’.
“You think you can stop me a with a hand?” His voice was so sexually charged and his eyes were so glazed over with lust that it was making your legs weak.
He stepped towards you slowly, making you shift to the corner of the balcony, one hand gripping into the thin metal railing while the other was pressed against the wall.
“Dabi!” you shouted in warning, big grin on your face, “stop.”
“You can’t stop me now, baby girl, I’m about to destroy that pussy.”
“No!” you chided again, clicking your fingers and pointing to the floor, “down, Dabi.”
It was at that point that he completely snapped and lost control, grabbing you around the waist and hoisting you up over his shoulder.
You screamed with laughter as he carried you back inside and walked over to the bedroom door to lock it before marching you to the bed and dumping you down onto it.
“You think you can tease me like that all night and not be punished?!” he growled, grabbing both your hands and placing them above your head on the bed- holding them there with one had as he placed the palm of his other hand over your windpipe then gripped up under your chin, tilting your head up a little.
“D-Dabi,” you choked out, finding it hard to breathe with the pressure he had applied there.
“We’re gonna need a safe word,” he snarled, “what’s it gonna be?”
“Uh… [safe word],” you wheezed out.
“Ok good, don’t you dare call it out,” he replied, his semi-chapped, pierced lips curling back into a malicious grin as he took his hand from your throat and used it to yank your dress up.