"Oh my god! It's Embers and Elixir!" a young voice cried out from the crowd. I looked around to find a young boy rushing towards us, a pen and paper in hand. Touya glanced at me with a soft smile, kneeling down as the kid approached, a wide smile plastered on his face that stretched from end to end. "Alright kiddo, take a breath" he chuckled, ruffling his already messy hair.

The child did as instructed, taking an exagerare deep breath and staring up at us with star-stricken eyes, I could almost see the sparks flying off him. "Embers! You did so amazing the other day when you whooshed and bam! And woah! A huge wave of fire came from your hands and threw the villain to the other side of the city! And then Elixir came outta nowhere and sssst! He was knocked out cold and flailing all over he place with her magic smoke!" From the corner of my eye I could see Touya trying to hold in a laugh.

"That sure is a mouthful" he smiled, his aqua hues glistening with a joy I knew all too well. It was the joy of inspiring people like that boy. My heart leapt with that joy as well. The boy then nervously shoved his notebook forwards, a pen held on his small hand. "C..can you two sign this please? You're my favorite hero team!" His lips pressed together in a hopeful manner, eyes widened and almost puppy-dog like. "Of course" I smiled and kneeled down to his height like Touya. The child look like he was about to faint the moment I grabbed the small notebook.

"E..li..xir. Don't give into the poisons of life. Go beyond!" I giggled, scribbling out my catchphrase down on the first blank page. The ink bled sleekly on the paper, my signature taking up about half of the page. "There you go" I smiled, passing the notebook to Touya. He squinted as his hand scribbled down his own signature, nose scrunched up, making his piercing more visible in the intense sunlight. "There..here you go kiddo" he grinned, extending his hand to retrieve the notebook to its excited owner.

"It's perfect" he murmured, lifting the notebook higher. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He grinned and waved, running off into a small crowd of children, waving the notebook in the air excitedly. Touya wrapped an arm around my hip with a chuckle. Dark carmín locks laid messily on his forehead, hiding the smug spark behind his aqua hues. "All in a day's work" I jokingly smacked his upper arm, my cheeks shifting a soft pink because of his touch. "Touya let go! The tabloids will see" I hissed playfully. He raised an eyebrow and continued walking, paying no mind to the wandering eyes that laid on us. "So? The media is already speculating we're dating. We might as well give em' 'the big reveal'" he lifted his arm from my hip to form air quotes, a smug smirk plastered on his lips. Many different gossip websites had already been bringing up rumors and guesses that 'the worlds favorite hero duo' had gotten together behind the scenes. They weren't wrong though.

"You are the definition of a fucking dork To–"

"Ah, ah ah~" he cooed, bringing a finger to my lips. "It's Embers in the streets for you babygirl. Or should I say Elixir?" He beamed, a shit eating grin tempting me to smack him right then and there. I was about ready to knock the living lights out of him, yet I couldn't contain the laughs tumbling from my lips. His aqua hues stared at me for a few moments , a soft smile adorning his lips before leaning down to my ear. His warm breaths brushed against my neck, goosebumps raising on my (s/t) skin.

"Have I said you're beautiful?"

Our hands linked together, his fingers lacing perfectly with mine.

"Every single day honey"

...

My eyes snapped open to find a pair of ocean eyes staring down at me. I groaned at a sudden ache that spread throughout my figure, mainly focusing on my back. My body froze at the sight of him. I still could not process properly what that dream was. Why were we heroes? Why was he my- Why did I have a dumbass catchphrase? What did the dream itself mean? And most importantly Why was my chest feeling warm and fuzzy? Whatever the feeling was I wanted to push it away. I didn't want that odd warmth or those electrifying tingles. I rather be stabbed and burnt by Hanako again. I thought, cringing back on my last nightmare. I didn't notice how tense I was until he spoke up.

"(y/n)"

One word. One word was enough to set my pacing heart on fire, to then allow the waves of his gaze to put it at ease. I looked up to see his lips curl into a smirk, soft laughter spilling from his blemished lips. "What the hell are you doing witchette?" I looked around to realize why my body felt so sore. I was laying on the tiled floor, an empty box with crumbs around it sitting next to me. I incorporated myself to my knees, brushing off whatever other crumbs might have been on me. Why was he back so early? I mean sure, weeks isn't really early, but for Dabi it definitely is. "I don't know.." I murmured, stretching my body in an odd stance, the cracking sound of my spine eliciting a satisfied groan.

"You really are something. Sleeping on the floor like a damn cat" he murmured. I still felt dazed about the odd dream. How long did I actually sleep? "I probably devoured the doughnuts and passed out.." I trailed, staring down at the empty box. "That's what you did while I was gone? Steal pastries?" His smirk only grew wider. I was only feeding his amusement. "Fuck off" I groaned before giving in. I missed him. I always did. I crawled over and wrapped my arms around his torso in a short lived hug. I was about to let go until my nose brushed against the crook of his neck.

What the fuck. My brows furrowed at the intense aroma of cheap perfume. The type of perfume you'd find at forever twenty-something or shit like that. A lump bobbed at the back of my throat and my arms went stiff. He left because something came up. He had been working. My body instinctively jerked away from him as soon as I processed why he reeked of the sickeningly sweet scent. I felt oddly repulsed because of it. My stomach turned and churned at the overbearing sweetness. It's only the scent.. nothing else (y/n). He slightly stepped back at my sudden reaction, eyes narrowing at my rough act. "So.." My soft lips curled into a playful smirk.

I didn't understand why my chest ached. The only part of my body that should be hurting is my back. I didn't understand why it was different this time. I couldn't wrap my head around why I felt the urge to break or wreck something. I didn't realize how my chest was rising and falling at an unnatural pace until a knowing tingle spread through my arms up to my fingertips. My hands twitched and my fingertips itched as if ants were crawling up and down my arms, biting and nipping at my nails and tips painfully slow. His eyes followed my arms, widening slightly before I hid them behind my back. The air around me seemed scarce, the fact that I almost lost control in such a long time paralyzed me. He saw, yet I only managed to say the only thing that came to mind. I took a deep comforting breath and resumed my smug stance. A plastic chuckle tumbled from my lips.

"What idiot sucked your dick this time?"

[1st person POV]

Her arms are trembling. I could recognize that insecure look in her eyes from miles away. The way her (e/c) eyes flickered down at her arms before nervously shoving them behind her back. She nearly lost it. The moment she looked up at me I froze. Her words cut through my chest viciously, but her eyes held a bottled up hurricane.

"What idiot sucked your dick this time?"

I fucking hated those words. I still regret the events of last night with every ember of my being.  Her eyes, her skin.. her everything. I hated the fact on why I even fucked her in the first place. My intoxicated mind distorted that random chick far beyond my wildest fantasies, her slight similarities turning her into a carbon copy of her. I hated leaving. I always left for a long time, yet everyday she was the only thing on my mind. You're only going to hurt her. Thoughts similar to that plagued my mind constantly.

But thoughts of (y/n) were also what kept me sane. Being a villain wasn't fucking easy. It was a job that could kill me any second if I didn't watch my back. We chose to live this life and I had to live with the consequences of my goals. Death was a ghost that chased us everyday, coming closer to claim our last breaths if we weren't careful. Her smile, her sly comments and the thought of coming back to a safe (y/n) comforted me during my trips and issues. It was all a waste.

It was never worth it. Here I was, standing in front of her silent like a fucking dumbass. What I wanted or thought of her meant nothing. I couldn't afford the luxury of thinking about her everyday. I couldn't afford the fantasy of her blessed smile or her addictive company. She was a luxury all in itself. Having her by my side was a luxury I could barely afford. My solution was to find disposable replacements to fill the gap that emptied out my chest whenever I became a phantom in her life. I felt an overbearing urge to protect her. I would never admit what this all was though. What the feeling of emptiness whenever she was hurt or gone meant.

She was my salvation.
And at the same time my damnation.

There were more important things to worry about anyways. The bitter memory of golden slits peering down at me invaded my thoughts. We are interested in that partner of yours. We believe she would make a fitting addition to the League of Villains. You have a week to bring her here to us. I was concerned on what would happen if I didn't tell her. I shoved aside all my idiotic thoughts, returning the smug smirk she flashed at me.

"I was fucking drunk. It sucked anyways. Now, I have something we need to talk about (y/n)"

Her (e/c) eyes shot up to meet with mine. She knew I didn't use her name lightly. Her tempting lips pressed together in a thin line. We were dealing with business.

There was no time for feelings in the world of villainy.

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I actually heavily dislike this chapter lmao. I was going through a block which is why it's so short. Sorry if it wasn't good or what y'all were expecting T^T but I'm trying here lol. I might come back to this at some point and edit a few things- of course nothing major that will affect the plot.

Anyways, here's a doodle of (Y/N)'s "Hero" form! I ended up drawing it because I was bored in class and I liked it much more than I intended. I took like 30 minutes to pass it onto digital so it's not that good lol.

I didn't color her skin, hair nor eyes hence she's.. the reader lol I didn't want to make too many assumptions or go crazy. I tried keeping it more centered around her outfit.