He’s gonna come around any one of these days and we’ll just stay here in the meantime. My one bad habit was to watch you sad and feel a little bit at home.
This is my first contribution to the Mixtape Melodies collab, please check out the other fics uploaded for Bakugou’s birthday!
Summary: Your small town diner was located on the outskirts of town, a comfortable spot for those weary travellers or city residents to grab a hearty meal and a warm drink, but at the same time every day you found your business almost deserted aside from the rowdy gang of bikers that frequented the joint. A new recruit catches your eyes, but its too bad that gang leader Dabi won’t let you go that easily.
Pairing: biker!Bakugou Katsuki x biker!Todoroki Touya (Dabi) x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, cheating (by reader but she’s in an unhappy/abusive relationship), dubcon, practically noncon, blackmail, manipulation, borderline fuck or die?, dry humping, premature ejaculation, voyeurism, public sex, guns, fingering, degradation (not from Bakugou), praise, creampie, mention of branding/burns (not detailed), character death. If I’m missing warnings pls lemme know!
Word Count: 11.4k.
“He’s calling you over again,” Tatami rolled her eyes as she placed another freshly baked pie into the display cabinet before reaching for the carafe of coffee, “I can go this time, might accidentally scald the fuckers-”
“No,no- it’s okay.” You gave her a small smile, “I’ll go. He’ll only come over and get me if I don’t.”
Your small, cosy diner was located on the outskirts of town, a comfortable spot for weary travellers or city residents to grab a hearty meal and a warm drink, but at the same time every day, you found your business almost deserted aside from the rowdy gang of bikers that frequented the joint. The Blue Flame gang was infamous around your small town and the surrounding area, the apocalyptic revving of their engines coming your way was seen as a bad omen by everyone in your town.
You picked up the coffee carafe as you moved towards Dabi’s table. The local biker gang had been coming in for as long as you could remember, providing protection from the rivals that often frequented the highway you worked on. Dabi had professed it fate the first time he’d walked into your diner and laid eyes on you, although you weren’t quite sure that’s what you would call it. Maybe it was your misfortune. Either way, your father had told you that as long as you do as they say, no one would get hurt. And so you did-
Keeping your head down you began to fill the empty mugs that were littered around the table, making your way to each man as you reached over to pour the hot liquid into Dabi’s. His burnt hands, the result of many previous gang disputes, reached out to grope your ass. Tugging you down onto his lap as the warm coffee sloshed around the carafe, he continued his conversation as though you weren’t even there. You sucked in a breath as you tightened your grip on the plastic handle, trying to avert your gaze from the tattooed men seated around the table.
“-you were supposed to make sure Rappa and his guys wouldn’t cross the boundary, Spinner. Looks like you’re fucking incompetent once again, huh?”
