Dabi, Shigaraki and Overhaul as jealous boyfriends
You can see this progressively get angstier lololol anyway I heart my villain boys - Kazoo
Shigaraki
“Tomura, can you just talk to me please?”
Your boyfriend’s ego was generously crushed by a new recruit who decided to tell you how nice your ‘assets’ were right in front of him. You were trying to be nice by kindly telling him that you were taken but he only made things worse when he said he could kick your boyfriends ass. Tomura instantly tried attacking the guy with every intention of killing him, but you refused to let him. So he sulked off and locked himself in his room, accusing you of siding with the enemy the whole way there.
“Why don’t you go talk to that bastard out there? Since you like him so much.”
“I stopped you from killing him to protect your interests, not because I like him.”
“Go away.”
He definitely knew you were right but it wasn’t going to stop him from being stubborn. If you wanted him to listen to you, you’d have to resort to playing dirty.
“Fine, guess I’ll go back to that bastard then,” you said, turning to leave.
You obnoxiously stomped your feet outside his door to make it seem as if you actually left.
“I’m not stupid, I know you didn’t leave.”
You placed a hand over your mouth to keep yourself from making any noise.
“(Y/n), I said I know you’re out there.”
It only took a few more seconds of silence on your end for him to unlock the door and peek out into the hallway. When he saw you standing there smiling at him he immediately shut the door and locked it again.
“Hey! Don’t be like that, just talk to me,” you said, banging on the door.
You knew you shouldn’t find the situation funny but you couldn’t help but laugh at how silly he was acting.
“You should have told that guy you were mine, then I wouldn’t have had to step in.”
“You’re right I should have, now open the door.”
He unlocked the door but held onto the handle to keep you from opening it.
“I wanna hear you say it first,”
“Oh, uh, I’m sorry?”
“No! Say you’re mine.”
You pressed your face close to the door and spoke softly, “How about you open the door and I show you that I’m yours instead?”
You nearly fell over when the door flung open. Someone was certainly excited.
“I’ll allow it. But don’t think that this means I forgive you.”
You locked your arms around his torso and smiled up at him, “I guess I’ll just have to try extra hard to win your heart back then~”
Overhaul
Your boyfriend stared at you from the opposite side of his desk. His fingers were locked together under his chin with his elbows planted firmly on the desk in front of him. His eyes refused to leave yours, rarely even blinking. You had been at a silent standoff with him for over ten minutes. He was clearly mad about something and you had a clue as to what that ‘something’ might be.
“Kai.” He blinked slowly in response.
“Is this what I think it’s about?”
He shrugged his shoulders and continued to stare vacantly at you. No doubt the absolute sadist wanted you to confess on your own terms. You squirmed under the tense atmosphere he created, wondering if there was ever a moment where Kai didn’t come off as intimidating.
“It was a mistake,” you sighed, bowing your head, “he didn’t mean to touch me and I didn’t mean for him to touch me.”
“I made it painfully clear that you are to stay away from the Expendables, and you intentionally disobeyed me.”
“It wasn’t intentional! I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.” You weren’t lying, you had accidently brushed past Rappa on your way to your room. You don’t know how he found about it but getting called down to his office wasn’t a surprise. He always knew where you were, what you were doing, and who you were with at all times.
He stood up from his chair and removed his gloves tantalizingly slow. Kai didn’t like excuses, the only thing that could make him feel better was your complete submission. He circled the desk and stopped right in front of you. His fingertips brushed against your cheeks both lovingly and threateningly.
“I don’t want you to get sick, you understand what i’ll have to do if that happens, right?” His hand trailed down to your neck and his thumbs pressed lightly against your throat.
“Yes, Kai.”
“And you know i’ll do it regardless of how I feel, yes?”
“Of course, Kai.”
He released your neck and brought his hand to your mouth. You gingerly took his hand into yours and pressed your lips to his knuckles. To an outsider it may seem like a small gesture, but to you and your lover it was proof of an unwavering trust.
Dabi
Dabi sat with your phone in hand, debating whether or not to answer the incoming call. He didn’t recognize the name or number but the broken heart emoticon next to his name meant that this clearly was someone you knew. His finger hovered over the decline button before clicking accept at the last second. He pressed the phone to his ear and was greeted by the sound of another man’s voice.
“(Y/n) hey, I just wanted to call to see if you were serious about seeing each other again.”
“Who is this?”
“Oh i’m sorry is (Y/n) not there? This is their ex-”
Dabi’s blood boiled in his body, small bursts of blue flame came forth from his skin like fireworks.
“If you call this number again I will beat you to death with your own severed limbs.”
He hung up the phone and walked towards the bathroom where you were taking a shower. The door was unlocked so he let himself in and stood in front of the curtain waiting for you to immerge. Soon the water stopped flowing and your arm reached out to grab the towel off the rack. You stepped out from behind the curtain with the towel wrapped around you and jumped at the sight of an enraged Dabi.
“Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?” He spat, closing the distance between you two.
“Find out what?” you took a step back, “Dabi you’re scaring me.”
“You don’t want to piss me off (Y/n).”
He towered over you, preventing any room for escape or struggle.
“What are you going to do h-hit me?” you were speaking with wavering confidence through your teeth. Dabi had no intentions of laying his hands on you and he was suddenly reminded of a time when the same intimidation tactics were used on him and how weak it made him feel. He was disgusted with himself for making you feel the same way.
“Why? I thought we were doing so good. Why do you want to meet with your ex?” He was starting to feel dizzy from the emotions he was feeling inside. His hands gripped your shoulders for balance and for some kind of reassurance that everything would be okay. You had never seen him look so torn.
“Dabi, everything is okay, I only wanted to meet up with him because…I said some really bad things when we broke up and I wanted to apologize,” you swallowed hard, “I didn’t think it was something important to tell you, and I was worried that maybe you’d think less of me if you knew I was the asshole of my last relationship.”
He said nothing as he pulled you into a hug by your shoulders. All he needed was your word to assuage the pain in his heart. And although you were still confused as to how he knew what he knew you hugged him back with no intention of letting go.
