Woman of the Night. (Hawks x reader)

3: Finally we meet...Dabi

~3 days later~

It was night again, the best time of the day.

Today I picked up my costume and got the final briefing of the assignment. I Gotta say that they made it more or less tolerable. Not a fan of not having sleeves, but at least they gave me a jacket, which now was wrapped around my waist. I had cargo pants, with my weapons in the pockets or attached to them via straps.

'I am going to miss my beautiful capture weapon' I thought as I looked around the dark alley. 

I didn't bother glamouring myself too much, just a change of some details like hair and eye colour. My hair was hanging loosely down, usually had them in the ban, even though my main quirk is not affected by blinking, like my brother's, I still need a clear vision of what I am erasing or incapacitating. It is now that I should probably mention my main quirk, which is going to be the last resort because I am known by it... more or less.

It's called Dead Weight. 

The ability to incapacitate anyone, both physically and mentally. Meaning I can erase a quirk, just like my brother, as well as paralyzing the opponent. It only works as long as I had a clear visual of them and is active as long as I want to unless someone distracts me. There is a downside, it only works on up to 10 people at a time and the more I use it the more sensitive my skin becomes, even a breath can cancel my effect after long usage.

The second quirk, that I don't use in combat, just to sneak around to avoid press is Glamour. It only affects me and allows me to make any of my features appear different. With the use of my other quirk, my sensitivity skyrockets.

'Let the fun begin' I said to myself with a smile, as I set out into the night, proceeding with some of the newly found leads.

3rd POV

Time skip 1 week.

The night was quiet as a dark figure made her way through the dangerous back alleys. She had a smile on her face. Without any hesitation, she suddenly stops and abruptly turns around to face the once who was chasing her. The fire danced in her eyes and her smirk grew even wider.

The slender figure of a man walked from the shadow. Y/n couldn't properly see the face or the details of the man but she had a good idea of who it can be. Both figures stood in front of one another, not displaying any sign of aggression and just stared at each other with a grin.

"I am a fan of your work" the man finally said stepping into the light of the neon sign. He had scars all over the face and piercings as if they were the only thing that held his flesh together. Quite handsome, but the woman read him, just easily as anyone would read a billboard.

"I am touched" she answered, taking one of her knives out and swirling them in her hand. "What do you want?"

"Aw, you are not even going to ask me for my name?" The man smirked and blue fire rose in his palms and instantly got pinned to the wall behind by a shuriken. "Feisty, I like it. What's a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?"

"Why are you interested?" She answered while swiping a blade of her knife across her lips. The man was clearly distracted by such a movement. He looked at the woman, who's wonderful h/c were flowing down the smooth face, up till the shoulders. The eyes were cool and unbothered by the presence of someone stronger. The general figure, rather muscular and toned arms and shoulders that were revealed by the high-neck, sleeveless shirt. Wonderful waist and wonderfully covered hips and legs. Even though he couldn't see it properly but the shape of the clothes complimented her figure to the point that he couldn't stop admiring her.

"Dabi" he finally smirked as he took out the shurikens and walked up to the woman. "I've admired your work. Paralysis is such a unique way to kill." He whispered leaning closer to her ear. She didn't move or even twitched as he said those words.

"I've heard about you too as well, Dabi" she finally whispered back at him while placing a tip of the knife underneath his chin. A grin spread on his face. "The blue fire is a unique weapon. They say it burns hotter than the red." Y/n slightly turned her head to face him. He is taller, but not by much.

"Hm, looks like I have a fan of my own." He smiled as his hands made his way to her waist.

"Don't get familiar, I am here looking for some .... fun" she whispered, quite seductively and then added, while stroking her hands through his hair. "I am looking for a place to belong and be free if you know what I mean." at this moment, their lips were so close that she felt his warm breath on her face, as she continued to tease him.

Despite the situation, her heart stayed absolutely still, her head was as clear as day. As for her intentions, she was a spy and she had to get in, no matter what the cost was and as bad as it sounds, she didn't care.

"Hmm, I was thinking of the same thing myself. I would love to have a pretty face like yours by my side..." Dabi answered almost into her lips but before he could have even reached them a blade pressed to them. He looked up into the e/c with a smirk. Flames danced on his face, quite literally.

"MMM" the woman hummed "You don't really think it would be this easy." She whispered while lightly kissing his cheek and then moved away from him, placing her knives into the holster on her leg. Dabi watched her with a tilted head and a seductive grin. "I will stop beating around the bush, I am y/n and I want to join the League and now that I got the attention of one of the members.." she didn't even have the time to finish, as the man almost jumped to where she was standing, pushing her against the wall and pressing himself against her.

"We would love to welcome you" he whispered "On one condition, You give me a kiss" at that they shared a kiss.

y/n smiled into the kiss, but not for the reasons Dabi thought.