strangled

¹⁰natsuo todoroki

The next morning you him a tune to yourself

You do this while replacing the, now burning hot, towels on Dabi's body. He's still asleep and lets out a soft hum at the coldness regulating his burning body temperature.

Breakfast is already put together. Two plates of steamy waffles sitting on the kitchen table along with two cups of coffee. The smell of maple syrup and melted butter lingers in the air.

You don't know if you should wake Dabi up or wait for him to get out of the deep slumber himself. If you wake him, he might get pissed off and burn you, but if you wait too long then his food will get cold.

Before you can make a decision, however, a knock comes at the front door attracting your attention. You fix the last towel onto his searing skin then slowly creep over to the window.

"Shit." You hiss when a familiar white-haired male comes into view.

Unbeknownst to you, Dabi hears that curse fly out from your mouth and his eyes slowly start to open. He watches you wearily make your way to the front door before opening it just a bit. In the spot Dabi is in, he can't be seen by the person standing outside. Honestly, he hopes the person at the door is Shouto. He wants to see how angered his dear little brother would get if he saw a random man, a villain, being comforted on his couch.

"Hey, pretty girl!" Natsuo gives you a cheerful smile. Multiple brown bags are crowding his arms. It seems like he's struggling not to drop any by the way his body is swaying to keep them upright. "Brought you groceries! You know, 'cause you're not allowed to leave the house. Dad was going to do it but he got busy at work so sent me. I don't mind though. I'd rather have him send me than let him come here himself."

Your reply is quiet. "Oh, that's great..."

Dabi probably doesn't want anyone to know he's here so I can't let Natsuo come in...

A forced smile appears on your face. "Well, you most likely have class or something like that so I'm glad you took your time out to help me, Natsu. Just let me have the bags and--"

Natsuo moves to put a foot into the house. "No I actually don't have class so don't worry. I have all day to relax. I was hoping that I could spend it with you."

You open your mouth to speak-- coming up with something that would send the boy away-- but a raspy sleep-filled voice comes from behind you.

"Who's this guy?" Dabi asks with an emotionless tone, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. "Why is he such a fucking simp?"

"Dabi..." You whisper to him. "What are you doing you aren't supposed to be seen here."

Natsuo's eyes narrow in suspicion. "Why are you here? Aren't you that villain that's always on the news?"

You sigh, "Natsuo this is the villain Dabi, Dabi this is my brother-in-law Natsuo."

Dabi scoffs and walks away, going back to sitting on the sofa so he can lazily put his feet up on the coffee table and turn on the television. A report about a burnt and partially decayed body found in the outskirts of a forest in Fukuoka last night plays in the background as Natsuo grabs hold of your arm. Your brother-in-law's expression is a mix of shock, disappointment, anger, and curiosity. There are other emotions present but those are most prominent.

"Are you okay!? Why is a wanted criminal inside your house!?" He whisper-yells at you.

"Look don't ask questions." You whisper back. "I promise I'm safe and a hundred percent healthy just don't tell anyone about this. And don't look at me like that. I'm not cheating on Shouto."