Better Than Drugs - Dabi x Reader

Chapter 8

I'm high. This is what weed feels like. It feels so good.

I moved my feet and I couldn't feel them. I giggled at the sensation I was feeling in my head and all over my body. I felt so light, so free. I didn't want this feeling to end. Oh my god, this is nice.

My head was resting on the couch between Dabi's legs and I looked up at him. My eyelids felt heavy along with my body. He looked down at me and gently touched my head.

"Let me know if you start feeling something else, alright?" He said.

I nodded and kept my head still. I closed my eyes and the marijuana in my system made every problem I had seem little. My emotions felt so calm, except my joy. I feel euphoric right now.

I didn't realize that Dabi had the bong hovering over me until I opened my eyes. I didn't mind, it didn't bother me seeing this blue glass thing hover over my face. Dabi took a hit from the bong and put the bong down. He held in the smoke then breathed out, smoke leaving his mouth. He looked down at me and chuckled.

"Your eyes are red, princess."

"Are they pretty?" I giggled.

Dabi nodded and leaned back on the couch. I turned my whole body and looked up at him. I rested my head on his knee and smiled. He put his hand back on my head and started to gently scratch it. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my body seemed to relax more.

Dabi bit his lip and gently grabbed my hair. "I could totally fuck you right now."

Alarms went off in my head. I wanna run away. I want to let it happen. What the fuck? We've only known each other for a few days and he's already wanting to fuck. Oh god, does this mean he likes me already? No. Maybe he was thinking the same thing I was earlier. A fuck buddy. Friends with benefits.

Okay, if he has feelings for me then I'm totally keeping my distance. I don't wanna be around someone that likes me because they end up making it awkward with their feelings. Being friends with guys was always hard because they grow feelings for me then they make things hard in the friendship.

"Why?" I asked.

"Your high eyes are sexy as fuck. Your head is kind of close to my dick. Sex feels great when you're high."

"Not because you like me, right?"

"We just met, princess. Besides, we're both emotionally unavailable."

"How did you know-?"

"It's so obvious. Yeah, you got a pretty free personality which makes you independent. Independent people are emotionally unavailable. You also told me."

He was kind of correct. Yeah, that was partially the reason. I don't like being weighed down by relationships. Another reason is because of my previous relationships, but I've already talked about that.

"Oh yeah, I forgot I told you." I smiled up at him. I rubbed his leg with my hand gently and I saw a bulge grow in Dabi's pants. I couldn't help but stare. My heart rate went up and my cheeks became pink.

Toga tapped my shoulder and held the joint out to me. I grabbed it and put it to my lips, inhaling the contents. I passed it back to Toga. I coughed a bit, the heat from the smoke burning my throat. I breathed out the rest of the smoke and relaxed my head back on Dabi's knee.

My thoughts were more at ease and the idea of sleeping with Dabi didn't seem so bad anymore. I looked around the room. Mr. Compress and Shigaraki were sharing a joint together, leaning back into the couch. Twice and Toga were dancing around the room together, listening to Swing Lynn by Twin Cabins.