Reckless and Explosive (BakugouxReader)

The sky had turned a burnt orange as the sun set for the day. Dabi walked in front of you, his hands stuffed in his pockets, as he leisurely led the way. He turned down a small alley way, slowing down as if he was looking for something. Abruptly he stopped in front of a wall, that to anyone else wouldn't have stood out. But already having checked the future you knew it would open to reveal a secret room.

He knocked letting whoever was behind the door know that he was there. The door opened slowly as you were let in, the room hidden away looked like a completely different world, like you hadn't just walked in from a sketchy alley. Velvet covered chairs littered the room with white marble tables sitting between them, almost to the point that it looked gaudy.

"Dabi!" An authoritative voice rang through the room, "you brought your friend."

The man from the bar waltzed into the room, his eyes easily singling you out. The intensity they held stilled you, but you could see a pinch of interest in them as they looked you over. He didn't seem to hold any malicious intent as he walked towards you. No, he was playing nice, he'd do anything to get his hands on your quirk.

A man who made a living by selling drugs would find use of a quirk like yours. Now having a way to evade any possible outcome that would end up with him in prison if you decided to join him. Not to mention if speculation was correct and they were involved in the missing persons cases popping up throughout the city, then your quirk would definitely be useful in finding the perfect candidates they were looking for.

"I hear you have an interest in working for me," the man stopped in front of you and Dabi. You hadn't noticed until now, as he was towering over you, but he had a scar along his face. It ran across his left eye, the color of the iris slightly distorted from the trauma.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that," you nodded at him.

He gave you a grin, "Well that's fantastic. Dabi's told me a lot about you," his smile now seemed almost sinister. He spoke your name with a malicious tone that made you uneasy, "That's your name, right?"

You shook your head, confirming his question. It didn't seem like he was going to say anything else, as he stood there, scrutinizing every detail he could.

"And your name?" You tried to keep your voice even, there was a certain aspect about him that just rubbed you the wrong way. Every part of you had been yelling at you to run in the other direction ever since he entered the room. But you stood there unmoving, as if you stood still enough, he wouldn't see you.

He chuckled, but there was no sign of anything funny in his tone, "You don't need to know that right now. All you need to know is that I'm in search of someone with your particular ability. But before we get into any of that, I need you to do something for me. A test if you will."

"Alright, what do you need?" You stared back at him, trying your best not to cower in fear. You couldn't understand it, you weren't afraid of many people. Not to mention you knew exactly how this would play out, so why did being in the same room as this guy make your heart race in unease?

"This Friday night, I need to to make a delivery with Dabi. One of our regular clients has put in a hefty order, so it'll be a good opportunity for you to see how we do things around here," his eyes catching yours once more, as if to check for a reaction. "If all goes well, we can look into finding more for you to do. And if you're anything like Dabi has made you out to be, then I think you'll fit right in."

He gave you one last evil grin before he turned to leave. You guessed he expected Dabi to fill you in on the rest.

"Friday night?" You raised a brow at the man beside you, "Don't we have work that night?"