Dabi dropped me off at home and left, saying he had a mission come through. Once again, I was left alone, but this time I was alone with my actions.
My lips still remember Dabi's. I could feel the heat and the half soft upper lip. His chin staples rubbed my chin, but it was hot. In fact, it was extremely hot.
I didn't stop him, and it seemed like we both wanted it. The problem is, what was it? A simple kiss or more?
God, my virgin mind sucks. I may have men that want me, but I've never been remotely interested in them. Until Dabi, a villain.
My entire world was starting to slowly rip apart and show me who I really am.
But what's worse, my first kiss was with a villain!
Calm down (Y/N). Think rationally.
I can't. He left me as soon as he dropped me off. Was I bad? Did my breath stink?
My laptop remains open and I swipe the pad. The story is still running about how the villains' tea party was a downfall.
Dabi said it happened months ago. Before I met him, I looked for clues. The setting is in the back alleys of the city that's been taped off for awhile now because of "radiation."
The clues are slowly coming together, which means Hawks lied to me. A hero lied to me about what was happening, meaning he couldn't be trusted anymore.
I worked in the commission building for 3 years and dealt with a lot of his work specifically. Why lie to me?
Did he see Dabi? Maybe he did and doesn't think I can be trusted. Whatever his reason for lying is, it was still wrong. But I'm in the worse wronging of all.
Hawks may have lied, but he would definitely snitch if he knew Dabi was here.
I'm in the middle of a shower when my phone starts ringing. I wipe my hands off and reach out the door and answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hey, question? Can we talk privately?" Dabi says.
I look at the time, it's been 12 hours since he dropped me off.
"Yeah?" I question.
"Great. I'll see you soon. " He hangs up quickly. I finish my shower and go into my room and change.
I put on my black pajama bottoms and a regular tank top with no bra. I'm worried, so I want to be comfortable. What is there possibly to talk about?
I wait another 45 minutes before I hear the keypad to my door click. Dabi walks in and quickly closes the door. He has a huge bandage to his face and I quickly stand.
"Sorry I couldn't get here earlier," Dabi says, running his hands through his hair for what seems like the hundredth time.
"I don't give a hell about Hawks. What happened to you?" I ran over, touching his cheek. Dabi keeps his eyes closed and touches my hand softly.
"I rather not tell you now. It's kind of embarrassing. " He replies. I grab his hand and lead him to the kitchen table. I grabbed the first aid kit from a cabinet in the kitchen and headed to him.
Being careful, I remove the bandage and see the split in the skin. A while back, commission workers all had to be trained and given a first aid kit the size of a small backpack.
The training took a entire week, including stitching and stapling. I didn't pay much attention to the advanced stuff, but I learned enough to help him.
I put ointment on a cotton swab and got close to him. It's hard to bend over him and try and get the wound. He notices this and pulls my waist closer.
"Dabi, this isn't a good idea." I say. I now sit on his lap. Dabi grins.
