𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐒 | (𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐱 𝐎𝐂)

39

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KIARA'S POV:

I was sitting at my vanity, getting ready for bed. I rubbed the skincare along my face until my heart stopped. I saw him climbing up my balcony before sliding the glass door open.

"Kiara—"

"What do you want Dabi? I told you things were done." I crossed my arms against my chest.

"Can we at least talk," Dabi spoke, quirking a brow up.

I sighed, thinking. "Okay, fine." I shrugged.

Dabi sat down on the edge of my bed, he was waiting for me to sit next to him, but I remained standing, a couple of feet away from him. So, when he knew I wasn't going to anyway, he spoke.

"Doll-face you make me crazy." Dabi sighed heavily. "You know, when you asked me that question I meant it Carrots." He looked up at me.

"It doesn't matter now," I said, letting my hands down.

He looked around my room and noticed the bowl of soba noodles on my nightstand.

"What did you eat?" He asked.

"Zaru Soba Noodles, it's my favorite type of food," I informed him, grabbing the bowl and putting it next to my desk so Dabi could ignore it.

"I don't have a favorite food, but I hate fish."

I was surprised that Dabi told me something about him, even after I told him my favorite food.

"Why did you come here?" I asked now, sitting next to him, but only inches apart.

Dabi wanted to reach out to me, I could tell by his hand movements that was hesitating every second. "You know I don't like showing my emotions." He replied.

I nodded. "Yeah... you don't."

"You know I did mean it, Carrots I do wanna be with you, and I'm sorry, I just admit I was being an asshole." He shrugged, but his apology felt like the same, nothing again.

"You know," I scoffed, getting up, "you're really bad at apologizing Dabi, you didn't even put the effort into it."

He rolled his eyes at me, standing up as he stood in front of me. "Then what the hell do you want from me doll-face?!" He raised his voice.

"I just want you!" I yelled out in confession and tears threatened to fall. "I want you to maybe show small things that you do care and speak like you do. I want you to be honest with me, tell me things!"

Tears fell on my face, and I turned away from him, I didn't want him to see me break down in front of him. I felt embarrassed.

But I felt strong arms wrap around me. He was hugging me from behind, holding me tightly against his warm chest as he rested his head on top of my shoulder, feeling his hold on me tighter, afraid to let go.

"I'm bad at apologizing." He said it against my body. "You know I try."

"It's not working Dabi, no matter what you do or try to do," I spoke, not wanting to leave his grasp either, missing the touch he gave me.

The room was in silence, only my crying echoed around the room, and we stood there almost comfortably with me in his arms.

"I love you."

Something struck in my chest, shocked from his words as my eyes were wide. I felt his lips kiss my bare shoulder, and I could tell he hesitated before he said those three words to me.