I took my suitcase and followed him.
I entered inside and asked. " So...where are you gonna sleep? On the couch? Because...there's only one bedroom here... clearly you are poor..." I looked around the place as if I was apartment shopping.
"I already regret this..." he sighed.
" Oh.... me too!" I smiled at him the biggest smile I could make.
"If you're really gonna be a bitch about this then you will have to pay rent." He still looked a little mad.
"How much?" I asked him as I opened my suitcase.
" I don't want money." He walked into the bedroom.
"Then what do you want?" I already knew the answer...he had that stupid smirk on his face."I want you to be my sub."
"Eh?" I looked at him confused.
"What's with the face? Haven't you heard of BDSM?" He slowly approached me.
" Oh yeah...50 shades of grey stuff right?...yeah I'm gonna pass. That stuff will get you killed." I scoffed.
"But if it's done right, you will kill for it. I just know you will." He squatted next to me.
"You don't know anything about me!..." I kept unpacking.
"Be glad that I've taken a liking for you. I don't entertain smart bitches like you." He said staring at me. But I didn't look at him. I didn't want him to win that easily.
"Why? Is it because you can't outsmart me?" I was enjoying provoking him.
" Be careful what you wish for, little one... Or I might just outsmart your little mouth shut."
" What are you gonna do? Fuck my face?"
"Not smart enough.....think about a burnt tongue." He smiled at me like an innocent boy.
Is he for real?!!!! He won't burn my tongue... right? .. please?
"Oh...I'm scared. Somebody save me! I'm a damsel in distress!" I mocked him.
" You know what? You're my type. I like dominating a dominant woman. It's so much fun that way, it's good fuel for my burning ego."
"You can't tie me down with your charms...you don't even have any".
"You haven't seen my firepower yet babe..so don't underestimate the power of a.....powerful man."
Ughhhh the way he keeps using my lines back at me!!!!! I hate him already!!!!!!!
"Move out your dirty torn clothes from the closet. I need space. If I'm staying here, I need to make some changes here. This place is so cold and boring. So basic." I changed the subject. I really didn't want my tongue burnt. I like food way too much to waste my tongue over an argument with a psycho.
He moved his clothes to the side and showed me my space. I started stacking my clothes in one by one. Dabi was walking around the room. Randomly picking some of his stuff and moving it around.
Is he..trying to help me?
Suddenly I felt a warm tight hug from behind. Dabi grabbed my waist close to him and squeezed me tight.
" Hey! What are you doing...let go of me.."
"Mmmm...no....mmrrrrmmmmrrrrr" he grunted.I couldn't stop blushing. His hands were so warm. I liked it. But I pushed him away.
"Don't touch me like that. I'm not your girlfriend nor your fuck buddy." I turned around and looked him in the eye.
"Then be my wife."
Eeehhhhh??????!!!!! What the absolute fuck???!!!!
My face was red as fuck. I couldn't stop blushing at what he just said right now. What was he even thinking?!
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