Dabi's POV

I let the greenet snuggle into the hug and my cheeks heat up. I swear this pipsqueak is going to be the death of me. He should not have gone through what he has and I hate to admit it but I feel a little guilty. He wraps his arms around me carefully, trying his best to avoid the wound on my side, which I appreciate very much. He looked up at me and flashed that nervous looking smile.

"Umm, i know this is awkward but can we stay hugging for a tiny bit longer? I don't get many hugs...and I feel safe with you." He mutters the last part so I could just hear it. I swear if someone took a photo of my face right now it would be bright red. I mean I am comfortable and I don't get hugs that often either... and I kind of feel calmer around him, like he soothes me. I swear this kid was going to be the death of me... i feel like i have said that before... meh?

"Sure, as long as you're okay with touching my gross skin." Now that i have reminded him of my stupid scars he will probably want to get off me... way to go dabi!

"I don't mind actually. Your skin is proof that you're strong and it doesn't really bother me. My brother Tenko has an Excoriation disorder so he is constantly scratching his Skin. My dad was in an accident where his face was messed up pretty badly, he uses clocking tech to make his face seem normal but once you take it off his face looks like a potato, it's kind of funny actually. What your skin looks like isn't important, it's the person you are that's important. Nezu, that sounds so cheesy. Sorry, I'll shut up." He looked down at his hands and I sighed. I placed my hand on his back and I started slowly rubbing circles on his back.

"Thank you for telling me that. Everyone always judges me based on my skin so there aren't many who are comfortable touching it, or me. Also you don't have to say sorry every time you say more than three words. You're allowed to speak your mind and you should, you're very bright you know. Now do you want to hear about my dramatic backstory or do you want to do something else?" Not going to lie, I kind of want him to know. There is only one other person who knows what I have been through and that is my best friend whiskey. I love being a villain, I'm allowed to drink whenever I want!

"Umm if you don't mind can you tell me about your past? But only if you want to, if you don't want to, that's completely fine! I don't want to pressure you." Nezu , he always over thinks things, doesn't he?

"It's fine. You shared your story so I will share mine. Be warned, it isn't pretty..." my insides curle as I think of some of the shit that was done to me, all the pain and tourcher I endured, all because of one cruel, twisted man. Izuku nodded and gently squeezed his arms around me, I took a deep sigh and started.

"Well it all started with my grandparents. My grandmother was a cruel woman just like her son. She bought my mother Rei's family and forced my mother into marriage with her son. Enji was all for the idea but my mother hated it. They spoke on three different occasions before the wedding and it was safe to say she was already unhappy. After the wedding he raped her till she became pregnant with my sister. He was cruel to her till she had her. My mother said that her eyes were filled with love when she saw her daughter for the first time but his eyes were filled with greed and disgust when he saw her. He then forced my mother to take care of the baby alone, claiming that the two of them were not worth his time. A year later he again raped her and she became pregnant with me. Fuyumi was still very young and she was already tired when she became pregnant with me so my father hired two maids to help with my mothers pregnancies.

"The three of them quickly became friends, the two already being friends. After my birth my father saw that i looked like him but calmed i was not good enough. So I was put with Fuyumi and we were happy. But of course my father, being the cruel man he is, had other plans. He waited for me to be five months old before raped my mother for the third time. But this time my mother had her two friends for the whole thing.

"The two maids were amazing, they were so kind. I remember them briefly. They had this kind of system, one of them, the kind green haired one would help us with our problems. While the blonde one was a bit rougher, she was the one that taught us right from wrong but they would both play with us and cook for us. They were amazing. When my brother was born he looked almost completely like my mother so of course my father was angry. He hit my mother right after she had given birth, Fuyumi understood something was wrong with that and started crying so he hit her too. I was only one years old at the time, so I couldn't do anything. As my second birthday came around my father decided to once again rape her." Midorya mutters something under his breath about a knife and his pathetic dick and I can only assume what he said. I smiled at it. I take a deep breath and continue.

"My mother had help for most of it. The blonde maid named Mitsuki had only recently given birth and the other maid Inko was just about due when she first became pregnant."

"Wait hold up for a second... that's my mother and her best friend's name! Wait, do our moms know each other!? Do you remember what she looked like in detail?" Holy shit! Err, now I have to remember. I mean I sort of remember them but I was three when they left so give me a break. I mean I remember them visiting once when I was six with their kids, but that was because father wasn't home. I look through my memory's for a second before I remember an image.

"Umm she was very pretty. She had green eyes and hair, she was short, maybe 5'2? She wore her hair in a half up half down bun always, kind of like Nana Shimura. Umm oh I remember her quirk was that she could pull small things towards her. She used to pick up our toys and Natsuo when we were very little. She was very kind and that's pretty much it. Any of that help?" I look at his face and it is dead shocked. His face looks shocked for a second before he has a massive grin on his face.

"You just described my mother perfectly. But did she do that thing where if she was nervous she would constantly fiddle with something in her hands?" I just nod. His smile doubles in size, I didn't think it was possible but apparently it is! " I think it was my mom. I mean she does say she used to be a maid to an old cranky bastard and his wife. She doesn't like to talk about it much. Well that might actually explain why we know the lullaby we were sung as kids, our moms learnt it off eachother! Oh sorry I'm sidetracking you from your story, please continue." I groaned in response, I was enjoying seeing his brain run around trying to figure out if it was possible or not, it was cute! Oh well, might as well continue with the shit show that is my life.

"Well by the end of the year my mother had given birth. My father had deemed Shoto the perfect child and so my mother was given a break. By the end of the year we had three new baby's in the house, one was my youngest brother Shoto and the other two were the maids' kids. Both the fathers worked full time jobs so they couldn't take care of them. I don't really remember the two kids because they only stayed till Shoto was two months old. It turned out that my mother had planned to run away with us kids with the help of her friends. My father fired them and I only saw them once when I was 6. They had come over with their kids because my father was away and they decided it was worth the risk. That day was fun, but after that I didn't see them again.

"When I turned four my quirk had set in and my father decided he would train me. He beat me up daily, he would use his quirk and if I couldn't handle his flames then I would get beaten more. I was a test dummy for him to decide what methods he would use on Shoto when he got his quirk." He frowns and I can see his eyes darting around the place. Sometimes I wish I could read minds just so I could know what he was thinking about. I smile softly then continue.

"When he wasn't beating me he would make me use my quirk till i passed out from exhaustion. He made me copy his moves and for the next three years I dreaded the day Shoto got his quirk. I was just about seven when he got his quirk, it was what father wanted, half ice half fire. He instantly started training him and I had become obsolete. He trained Shoto alone most days but some days he would train us together. I watched him as he beat my little brother until he vomited and couldn't stand. Endeavor would yell at us "if you can't stand this then you will never be able to beat all might or even a weak villain!" I hated it so much. Then my mother finally lost it and poured burning water over his eye. Luckily shoto knows it was not her fault. By then my hair was almost completely white so I was allowed to visit her in the hospital. Fuyumi visited once a week but I visited every chance I got. I loved being able to talk to her without fear that endeavor would hear us. She was safe and I was happy. It didn't last long but.

"One day he decided that he had enough of me and sent me off to the hero commission. I would spend the school year there and would come home on holidays, it was like a cruel type of boarding school. It was safe to say I hated every second of it. Then when I was about nine I was introduced to hawks and miriko. Mirio was two years older than me and hawks was three. We got along well and before I knew it I was adopted into their friend group. I was the youngest so they tried to protect me. It felt nice for someone to protect me for a change but I also tried to protect them. We looked out for each other." Midoriya smiled softly at that, those two idiots were the closest people i had to family outside my actual family, I'm happy they took care of Midoriya as well.

"Things had fallen into a kind of routine, it was twisted and sick but it was repetitive, I was getting stronger but I could feel my quirk was slowly eating me from the inside out, I was prepared to run away the minute endeavor took things too far. If he hurt shoto badly enough I was prepared to get us both out but one day he did something I couldn't handle. It was single handedly the worst day of my life. One day, when i was 13, nearly 14,my so called father found out i was gay. I still have zero clue how he found out but he did. He locked me in my room for three days, the only time I would see anyone was when he would beat me. By the third day I couldn't even stand. Then he brought a woman into my room, he said "do what you want with him. Just make sure by the end of it he isn't a disgusting fagot." She then... raped me. She touched me in places I didn't want to be touched and i was to weak to fight back. She left the next day and i was then certain i would never be safe until i run."

My voice wavered and I mentally cursed myself. Izuku looked at me with tears in his eyes. He buried his head in my chest and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back. We stayed like that for a few seconds, just letting us enjoy each other's presence. He then pulls away and looks me in the eyes.

"I'm so sorry you went through that. That is not okay, I'm so sorry that stupid walking dumpster put you throught that. If he didn't deserve his hero license before he certainly doesn't now! I'm sorry." I just pulled him back into the hug.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. I am fine now. I tracked that bitch down and killed her. She can't hurt anyone anymore, and one day I will make sure Endeavor can't either. So don't worry about me now, okay?" I can feel him frown in my chest. He pulls back just enough that I would be able to hear him.

"Just because you're okay now doesn't mean what you have been through is okay. I'm so sorry you have been through that. I'm sorry no one rescued you." I look at him with a moment of shock before my face recovers.

"It's okay little hero. I have never been saved before so I don't need to be saved now." He frowns a little again.

"I will save you then." I look at him with a smile on my face, he really is a hero. He cares for me even though he is fully aware I'm a villain.

"Hmm, I think you already did. Now can I continue my story?" He nods. "Well after that day I snapped. I decided I was done, I should have ran away years ago but I knew if I ran he would just hunt me down. I needed to trick him into thinking he wouldn't find me. So I started to plan my death, I made a video for my siblings explaining that it wasn't their fault. I doubt they have found it but. I hid it well in my room and knowing Fuyumi she would have said no one was allowed in my room.

"Anyway, I had said my goodbyes and it was time to put my plan into action. Father had ordered me to have daily training sessions in the training house so I figured that is where I would do it. I lit the training house on fire and ran, it burned down and I watched as my siblings ran over and saw the blaze. Fuyumi tried to put it out as Natsuo and shoto cried and screamed but in the end the fire won. When it burned out they searched it and didn't find me and just assumed I burned my body. After that I ran and I haven't stopped." I looked at Midoriya who had tears in my eyes and I sighed. He hugged me again and I melted into the hug. He lay there for a few minutes before I heard a soft snoring. I look down and see Midoriya sound asleep. He was probably exhausted and my body temp must have soothed him to sleep.

I looked at my leg and sighed, I'm not going anywhere, I looked back down at the greenet and smiled. I squirmed around, repositioning myself so I was comfortable. I look at the clock and see it read 9:48. Might as well sleep, I let my shoulders relax and I can feel myself fall asleep. The last thing I see Izuku before my eyes fall is Izuku's cute face snuggling into my chest, cute.

dabi is the second oldest and was raised by Rei and his mothers two maids Inko and Mitsuki.(yes i made it so they were friends. Bakugou is the oldest and then Izuku and finally shoto) anyway. Dabi was abused and was practically used as a test dumby for the style of training he would use on shoto. When he was eight he was sent to the hero commission and when he was nine he met hawks and miriko. He is the youngest out of the three with hawks being the oldest. When he was 13 & 3/4 he was r*ped because endeavour found out he was gay and when he was 14 he ran away.