Angry, hungover and with a killer headache, you woke up.
In a... motel?
You looked around, but your head was splitting down the middle and your eyes were half-assing their job. Despite this, you knew that you were not in your own apartment.
What happened last night?
You first instinct was to look accusingly towards your lower region. "What did you do?!"
Obviously, your pussy didn't respond, but you still didn't feel anything weird.
"That's not it, so...ugh, what the fuck happened last night?"
You groaned, then got out from under the sheets, noticing how perfectly you'd been tucked under those.
Did someone... was someone here? With you?
You were about to go back to your initial assumption, but a small piece of paper on the nightstand beside you caught your attention.
Huh?
You turned towards it, and snatched it off, noticing that there was some... not messy, per se, but barely legible handwriting on it.
'You're such an imbecile. Call me when you wake up:'
Under it, the digits in the form of a phone number had been inscribed, and that was it.
Typical Touya.
Typical... Touya? Wait, why was that your first thought--
"OH MY GOD, TOUYA IS ALIVE!!!" you squealed, suddenly grasping a few glimpses of last night's events. "Aaaah, I need to call him!"
Without waiting another second to recover from your killer headache or your dizziness and disorientation, you typed out the numbers on your phone - which was also on the nightstand - and dialed.
"..."
"Hello?"
"Hello, hello! Is this Tou-... Dabi?"
"No one else's around, (y/n)" he chuckled from the other end of the line. "...actually, no he isn't around. He's currently busy with urgent business that may or may not involve a lot of boredom and procrastination"
It was unusually odd how quickly it had clicked to you; this was a replay of the beginning of your first ever phone call with Touya, way back when you were children. You tried to remember how it went after that.
"Haha, hilarious. Did you break into my... erm... motel room just to give me your number?""It's gonna be hard to answer that question non-sarcastically"
"You know what? I think I'll just hang up-"
"Oh no, don't do that" his words were asking you to stay, but he couldn't have sounded more unempathetic or sarcastic. "So, did you call me just to confirm that the number's legit, or do you just want to talk?"
"I'm pretty sure asking if the number is legit will force me to talk, so I guess I did both" you sneered, just as he once had done.
"Wow, I'm surprised you remember this convo after all these years, even while hungover" he pointed out.
"I just so happen to have excellent... selective memory. Also, I could tell you the same thing"
"True, true. But, I wasn't drunk yesterday"
"Neither was I"
"I'm pretty sure you were-"
"I wasn't, and I can prove it!" you protested.
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Troublemakers | Dabi x reader x Hawks
FanfictionYour quirk turned your life upside-down. Thankfully, you've got your best friend Touya to comfort you... until he died. Now, looking for your place in life, you run into a hero who shows you that the world isn't always awful. But, of course, you mes...
