BNHA Oneshots (bnha male x reader)

Flames (Dabi x Reader)

"Why do you have so many lollipops?" Dabi asked, as you were going through your bins, trying to find the hair dye cape.

"Cause it's cool and I need it for my quirk." You shuffled through your closet more. "Ah! Found it!!" You exclaimed. Sitting down on your chair, you put the cape around you. "Quickly!"

He began to walk over to you. "How are you so sure it'll end up looking nice?"

"It just will."

He sighed and took off his jacket because he would be handling dyes. You began to part your hair into sections so he could dye them. You separated your bangs and followed some underneath. You tied the top strands of you hair, so that the bottom half was exposed for the dyes.

"How you want it?" Dabi asked after he finished mixing the colors, red, orange and yellow.

"I want it to start on my bangs and go underneath. Make it look like my flame." You put your hand out to the side and the flame showed. "A reference."

"So complicated," he muttered before beginning to apply the dye.

He started with red bangs that traveled behind your ear and to the sides. He colored the middle with orange and the middle was a mix of yellows and orange. He put a plastic bag over your hair to let it incubate. After an hour, you got up to shower.

Your hair was finally dried and Dabi lifted a few strands and brought it close to his lips. Brushing his lips over your hair, his blue eyes never left your (e/c) ones.

"It smells so weird," he remarked. "The smell of dye is slightly intoxicating..."

"Shut up," you mused as he began to towards the bed. You felt the back of your knees come in contact with the side of the mattress before you collapsed on your back. Your newly dyed hair spread out, the flame colors evident.

He crawled on top of you. "Wow. I did an amazing job. It does look like your flames." He brought his face closer to yours.

"Maybe you should become a hair dresser," you laughed.

"Shut up," he said, fingers trailing up from your elbow to your palm.

Putting on your best smirk, you tell him, "make me."

"Very well then." He brought his face closer to yours, nose brushing against yours. Your palms began to burn up slightly from the excitement.

Why's he taking so long? You closed your eyes, feeling his hot breath touching lips. Suddenly, his face felt far away and you heard a camera snap, and its flash blinding you temporarily.

Your eyes opened. "What the hell?" You bolted up, tackling him to the ground, trying to get his phone. "Delete that! I look so weird!!"

"No. It's a souvenir for how excited you were."

"NO!! Delete it!" You sat up, hand pushing his face down, reaching for the phone in his hand above his head.

"This is revenge for all the sleeping pictures you took of me."

"Well at least you looked good!! I look like a desperate bitch!!"

"That's your problem."

Flames erupted from your hand and you shot it at his hand. He stopped your flame with his, leaving a burn on the carpet. Sighing he pulled you down by the collar of your shirt.

"Try using your flames on me again. We'll see what happens," he whispered in your ear.