Quirkless Advantage

Chapter twenty: A home vs. a house

These chapters are going to be stupid and short. Enjoy reading!
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I look around the room. There was only a bed, nightstand, and dresser.

Nothing else.

No pictures, posters, nicknacks...nothing really personal.

Definitely just a house instead of a home.

I put down the clothes on the bed so I can take off mine. I slip on the shirt. It is too long for me but wasn't too baggy. I then pull up the sweatpants. It is also too long for me but it is also very baggy. I tie the string tighty so it won't slip off of me.

After I am done changing, I pick up my clothes and open the door to see that Dabi is sitting on the couch. He looks over at me and gets up, "The washer machine is over here." He walks through the kitchen and opens a door to a little laundry room. He takes the clothes from my arms and puts them in the washing machine. "Thanks," I say and he nods as he starts it.

Dabi looks over at me and smirks.

"What?" I ask glaring at him. "Oh, nothing," He says, looking me up and down. He walks past me and heads throughout the kitchen to the living room. "Don't be creepy," I yell walking after him.

We sit on the couch the same way as before and Dabi starts the movie.

"Really? Zootopia?" He asks. I smirk looking over at him. "What?" I shrug, "I just had to." He smiles and shakes his head.

Smile number three.
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We're half way through the movie and I see Dabi glancing at me every once in a while.

He glances at me again.

"What?" I finally say. ""What is it you want?" I look over at him and he tenses up.

I smirk.

He notices and glares at me.

Suddenly he has his hand around my arm and pulls me over to him.

Now I'm across his lap.

"Really?" I ask glaring at him. "You were too far from me," He says looking right into my eyes.

"I didn't like it," He says.

"Why?" I ask and he sighs, rolling his head back so he is looking at the ceiling. "Always with that question," He mumbles to himself. "It's not a hard question to answer," I say moving so that my legs are on either side of his. "You just don't want to answer it," I say leaning in closer.

Dabi puts his hands onto my waist and moves them down to my thighs. "You're a tease," He whispers in my ear, clenching my thighs.

I smirk, "I know."

"You also know that this won't turn out well," Dabi says, leaning his forehead against mine. "Yes," I whisper. He leans back and looks at me. My hair is blocking my face as I look down, fidgeting with his white shirt. He lifts up his hand and moves my hair behind my ear.

"It won't hurt to try," Dabi says softly, smiling.

Smile number four.

"It will hurt in the end," I say and he brushes his hand across my cheek. "Let's just try," he says leaning in.

I take in a deep breath, breathing in his scent. Why does he have to smell so good?

"Fine," I whisper leaning in.

Dabi's hand is softly against my cheek and our lips are centimeters apart.

I look into his blazing blue eyes filled with desire.

His other hand grabs the back of my head as our lips barely brush against each other.

I cry out in pain and lean back, almost falling back but he doesn't hesitate to wrap an arm around my waist. I grab my throbbing head and cry.

"No...No...Stop it..." I say over and over.

"Please...no," I say over and over.

"Tsuna...What's wrong?" Dabi says letting go of the back of my head.

"Make it stop! Make it all stop!" I cry out.

Dabi takes my hands away from my head.

"It won't stop. My head won't stop. Make it stop," I say quieter, tears streaming down my face. 

Dabi wipes the tears away. "What's going on?" He says softly. "I don't know...After I hit my head in Hosu...I've been hearing voices in my head. They come and go," I say, grabbing onto his shirt and fidgeting with it again. "I have been having these nightmares," I say looking up at him, "All of this started after I hit my head."

"When did you hit your head in Hosu?" Dabi asks. "After we parted ways, I got lost and somehow I came across Stain," I say and he tightens his arms around my waist. "He told me to leave but I didn't listen to him. He threw me back and I hit my head on the wall," I say. Dabi's face gets darker and darker as I explain what happened. I get off of him and sit right next to him.

Only centimeters away from him.

I lean against him while having a little bit of his shirt to fidget with. I ignore his eyes that are blazing at me. "Lets just watch the movie," I say.

Dabi turns his blazing eyes from me to the tv, "Fine."