⚠️This story contains smut, drugs, bad language, violence and s3l7 h@r|\/|.⚠️
I do not own any of these characters, only the story and the writing is mine.
Written from 24 Feb - 10 Mar
You were minding your own business, sitting in an alleyway. You...
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"Y/N, wake up. Someone's here to see you~" Mira poked and pestered you to wake up.
"Shut up I'm trying to sleep Mira.." You groaned.
"Y/N~" She continued "I'm sure you'll be happy once you see him." Mira started to giggle, and you heard someone huff loudly behind her.
You opened your eyes, to see Dabi standing behind Mira, his arms folded with a huge smile across his face. "Oh, Dabi..." You mumbled. "Doll, you're so grumpy when you wake up." He let out a chuckle. "I'm not a morning person." You sat up, and stretched your arms in the air, letting out a sigh of relief.
Dabi threw something at you, and it hit you in the face.
"What the fuck?" You narrowed your eyes, picking it up. Then felt a huge smile come across your face as you looked at what it was.
A long, white, oversized t-shirt that smelt exactly like Dabi. It was his shirt.
"This is only so that you don't miss me when I'm not with you." He cleared his throat, a small blush coming across his cheeks. "Oh? Is that a blush I see?" You stood up, walking over to Dabi and getting in his face. "Obviously not." He looked down at you, cupping your cheeks and then pecking you on the lips.
"Did you guys forget I'm here or?" Mira crossed her arms and tapped her foot.
"Aha, sorry Mira." You smiled uncomfortably.
"Whatever." She walked out of the room and went into the kitchen. Mira wasn't the best at cooking, but since you were usually always too lazy to do it, she had to.
You were wearing an oversized t-shirt that went down to your knees, it was blue and had orange writing across it saying 'don't talk unless I tell you to.' You loved it because it was really cozy.
Dabi looked at you, and tugged at the shirt. "What?" You looked up at him. "Try on my shirt, I wanna see you in it." He rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit embarrassed. You let out a small chuckle and walked over to your bed, taking off your t-shirt, leaving you in just your underwear. He watched you change into the shirt.
"How do I look?" You let out a laugh as you spun around in a mini circle. Dabi covered his mouth. "Take it off right now." He walked towards you, grabbing your waist. "I LITERALLY LIVE HERE!" Mira shouted as she stormed up to Dabi and hit him over the head with a cooking book.
"PFFFFT!" You bursted out laughed as you and Dabi both fell on the bed. Then, you remembered what your mom said.
'Try and get a picture of him next time so I can see what he properly looks like.'
You didn't want to get a picture for your mom, but it wouldn't be so bad just having a picture, right?
You reached over to your bedside table and grabbed your phone, opening snapchat and putting on one of the filters. "What are you doing?" Dabi wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you on the cheek.
