strangled

³⁵cuddly stakeout

"Are you going to try the food or what?"

Your seat is pushed back fully so your laying on your side, curled up with a half full vanilla and caramel frappe in your hand. Your feet are out of your shoes and on top of the seat. Dabi's music is still playing, just quiet enough so you can hear each other speak. The car is a bit chilly, but with the villain's body heat radiating onto you, your glad the car isn't warmer than it is now or you would be dying from the heat.

Dabi has his chair pushed back as well, not as far as yours though. His phone is in his hand as he scrolls through something on it. He's manspreading and one of his legs has been rocking side to side since he first stopped the car.

You can't tell if he's nervous or just bored.

"I heard that fast food isn't healthy so..."

Dabi snorts a laugh, still paying attention to his phone. "Wow, aren't you so fun? Live for once. Who gives a damn if the food is healthy or not? It won't kill after one meal."

You give in and unwrap a burger Dabi had given to you earlier. Hesitating slightly before you do so, you take a tiny bite. Dabi watches you chew, your facial expression showing that your actively critiquing the taste in your mouth. He studies you closely, and when your eyes brighten just a little after you swallow, he smugly grins.

"It's not bad."

"What did I tell you?" He rolls his eyes. "You were scared for no reason, idiot."

"Okay but you didn't have to buy me five different meals. I appreciate it but I won't be able to eat all of this. And didn't you say you had to steal the money you spent on food tonight. You could have bought me something small and saved the rest of the amount for later-"

"Oh shut up." Dabi rolls his eyes again. "I stole the money to buy food for you. I don't care about getting anything for myself."

He stole money just to buy me food tonight...?

"Aren't you hungry though?"

"No."

His stomach grumbles.

Dabi curses under his breath.

You smile. "C'mon, I don't want to eat all of this by myself. I can't just sit here and eat while you're hungry next to me. Look at the food. What do you see that you want to eat?"

Dabi scolds himself inside his mind.

Don't be cringey...

Don't be cringey...

Don't be-

Somehow he looses control of his mouth.

"You."

Internally he facepalms.

And when you give him a look of befuddlement, he double facepalms.

You tilt your head to the side like a curious puppy. "I don't understand."

Dabi's thin eyebrows furrow. "You don't know what I mean when I say I want to eat you?"