Chapter 5: Paranoia and obsession
☆Authors pov☆
Its been two days since the 'note' incident, Y/n's been on edge ever since.. she couldn't sleep, eat or even go to work without feeling as if shes being watched which indeed she was, Y/n started to obsess over the locks in her house be it the doors or windows.. constantly checking and rechecking if they were locked.
Poor girl, if only she knew those locks wont do any good locked or not, As days passed Y/n got less and less sleep as.. she grows tired- no exhausted by her fear of being watched.. and in her sleep no less, Which scares her into oblivion.. on some nights she would even wake up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat just to get up and check the locks and for good reason too.. if only she knew..
If only she knew it was her sixth sense that would wake her.. reckon a bit late but still, Dabi continued to watch her though dared not to step inside her apartment for now.. But just how long would he hold off? a few days? a week? who knows.. well were about to know because dabi's had enough of watching from a distance.
As y/n wills herself to sleep solely with the help of pills, Dabi makes his way up the elevator and to her apartment, picking her lock with practiced ease.. stepping inside, Dabi makes no detours walking straight to her room. He slowly pushes the door open stepping closer, until he's tower over her asleep but fatigued figure..
Sleeping so peacefully my love.. or so dabi thinks.. Just then a fire within him burnt, one that feels the need to touch, to hold, to make his, This time he lets himself go.. even a bit, His hand moves by itself grazing her cheek slightly.. the contact sending waves of shocks through his body leaving him wanting to do more... much, much more.
Dabi stays there touching her, gazing at her for nearly 20 minutes before y/ns starts to stir.. her body stiff.. on edge as if finally picking up on something going on.. This make dabi stop his ministrations thinking its time to leave, He retracks his hand reluctantly but before he leaves he has to.. he must... leave a little gift for his precious.
Dabi reaches in his pocket just to take out a single rose that he had picked earlier, he holds it in his fingers rolling it around before he semi burns it with his flames like a mark.. something only he would do, leaving it next to her on the bed
"ill be seeing you soon, my love only next time you'll be awake. Till then enjoy the gift"
Dabi walks out of her room and apartment but not before reverse picking her lock of course locking it again.. Just as dabi walks out of the apartment door Y/n stirs.. opening her eyes and taking in her surrounding.
Her vision blurred due to the pills effects, After a good few minutes her vision clears and as she turns her head and looks down she notices it.. the rose.. or shall we say burned rose.. next to her on her bed, Her eyes shot open when her brain finally registers this.
"He was h-here.. that.. bastard was.. back in.. here, All while.. i slept.. again.. fuckk.."
What should she do, poor girl all frightened.. shaken up.. She gets up fearfully but wanting to make sure her stalker isn't still inside her place, just the thought almost makes her freeze. She slowly makes her way out of her room and into the kitchen.. she walks to a cabinet and grabs a knife holding it pointed in front of her thinking if he's still in here he won't get out not without a stab wound, She arms herself and checks the whole place but to no awale he was long gone.
As relieved as y/n was, A small part of her hoped that he'd still be here so she could let out her anger, frustration.. to show him how fucked he is but what she also knows is that she isn't some buff strong bitch from t.v series who know how to fight, Hell she didn't even know how to use a knife as a weapon without her hands quivering.. She would probably freeze up with fear if the stalker was in here and came face to face with her.