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Dabi: come over
Me: why
Dabi: because i said so
Me: well now i'm not coming over bye
Dabi: y/n
Dabi: y/n
Dabi: y/n
Me: stop blowing my phone up
Me: what do you wantDabi: come over
Me: come over what
Dabi: what do you want from me
Me: the magic word
Dabi: i hate you
Me: ok
Dabi: please come over
Me: of COURSE i'll come over, babe
Me: i love youDabi: whatever...
Dabi: i love you tooIt didn't take long to get to his apartment. I knocked on the door and waited. He didn't even bother to open the door,
"It's unlocked!" I walked in and locked it behind me,
"Stop leaving your door unlocked." He chuckled,
"Do you think anyone who bothers to break in will leave?" I rolled my eyes, walking into his bedroom,
"It's good practice, babe." He scoffed and leaned up for a kiss. I pecked his lips and straddled him,
"What do you want?" He wrapped his hand around my throat and just stared. I pulled away from him,
"Stop that, please." He kissed me,
"Sorry." I smirked,
"Dabi apologizing, hm?" He scoffed,
"Shut up." I leaned forward and kissed the top of his chest scar. He groaned and rubbed my back,
"Stop it." I giggled, continuing. He grumbled,
"That's not why I asked you to come over." I looked up at him,
"So then why'd you ask me to come over?" He wiggled his fingers in my face, placing them palms down on my thighs,
"Paint them." I lowered my eyebrows,
"Paint your nails?" He nodded. I looked around his room,
"Do you even have nail polish?" He pointed to the dresser across the room. I sighed, getting up and grabbing it,
"Why couldn't you do this yourself?" He pulled me into his lap, pressing my back against his chest,
"Because I want you to do it." He rested his chin in my shoulder, watching as I shook the bottle. I grabbed his right hand, pulling it onto my leg. I painted all the nails, fanning them. He looked at them for a second, placing them back on my lap. I started on his left hand,
"Is there a specific reason that you wanted me to do this, babe?" He sighed,
"No. I just wanted you to do it." I hummed, leaning my head onto his,
"Okay." When I was done, I flipped around and laid my head against his chest. He was rubbing his palms up and down my back. I groaned a little,
"Be careful. You nails may not be fully dry yet." His hands rested on my lower back. Little hums were groveling in his chest. I looked up,
"Thinking about something?" He leaned forward, kissing me,
"Mhm." I smiled a little,
"What's that?" He brought his hands closer to his face,
"Wondering how much better my hands will look around your throat now." He smirked and my eyes went wide. His hand snaked around my throat. My eyes rolled back as a reflex and he hummed deep in his throat,
"You really know how to turn me on."
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My Hero Academia Imagines
Hayran KurguA book... strictly about My Hero Academia and my internal monologues about them