Chapter four: "kiss me"

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Ever since dabi came over and asked you for help to dye his hair, he keeps popping by randomly for stupid things he "needs your help with" and it's starting to get weird. But you're fine with it since you have nothing better to do anyway. But today is different. While you're sitting on your couch, eating chips, dabi knocks on the door. Already knowing it's him, you yell to him that the doors open. Seconds later, he walks in and closes the door behind himself, and makes his way to you. Not minding it, you keep eating your chips but suddenly he turns you to face him and grabs the chips from you.

"Hey! I wasn't done with those," you said while reaching for the bag of chips. But he just grabs your face and pushes you back on the couch, making you lie down.

"You need to eat more healthily. Chips aren't good for you," he said before climbing over you on the couch. Unsure of what to do, you watch what he's doing for any hint of what's next. But before you can even guess his next move, he lays down with his head on your chest.

"Just let me sleep here for a second I need it," he says before shutting his eyes. you just freeze there, shocked by this side of him. But he's not done. After you start to get relaxed with him on you, he grabs your hand and puts it in his hair.

"Please?" he asks while sounding more tired than ever. You gently scratch his head and you can feel his entire body relax on you.

"Did something happen?" you ask while using your other hand to rub his back. He just shrugs in response.

"I'm just tired and you're always home so I figured you can help. Plus with all the chips you eat, you make a good pillow," he said while smiling slightly which makes you flick his ear, getting a small yelp from him as he covers his ear.

"You make it seem like I'm getting fat mister," you move your hand back in his hair and twirl some of his locks around your finger. It's surprisingly soft. you thought to yourself.

"You're not fat," Dabi slowly says while his eyes start getting heavier. That's when you notice even through the scars on his eyes, he has dark circles. He never did tell you what his job is but clearly, it's not something easy and it's dangerous.

It's been about an hour since he fell asleep and you got bored and hungry since he stole your chips and you can't grab them, so you call in an order for Chinese food to be dropped off at your house. While he was snoring away on you, curiosity started to take over. Anytime you asked about his injury, he'd always yell at you that you shouldn't care and it's not your business. But now seems like the perfect time to see it for yourself. You slowly move your hand down to his side and lift his shirt just enough to see it. To your relief, the injury is stitched and is healing nicely. It's a lot smaller and doesn't take up his entire side anymore. In relief, you let out a small sigh and placed his shirt how it was.

"Not gonna keep going?" Dabi said before putting his hand back under his shirt and on the stitches that are keeping his injury together.

"You're awake? Since when?" you ask to try and change the subject which doesn't go in your favor. Dabi lifts himself off you but keeps you pinned to the couch by moving his hands to the couch, on both sides of your head and his legs are straddling yours. Once again your cheeks flush and you can feel the heat burning your cheeks.

"What? Never been in this position? Well, what are you going to do?" he teases before grabbing your hand again and sliding it over to his v-line. Your cheeks get warmer as you cover your face with your other hand. But dabi just clicks his tongue in annoyance before grabbing your wrist and pinning your hand above your head.

"You don't cover anything unless I ask you to or give you permission, got it?" he says with a deeper voice than normal as his eyes have a glint you haven't seen yet, almost like he wants to control every movement you make. You nod your head in agreement as you but the inside of your lip.

"Good girl," he smiles slightly while moving your hand up his abs slowly so you can feel how defined they are and every divot they have. You watch where he places your hand so you don't have any surprises, but by doing that, you miss him admiring every little detail about you and memorizing how it looks and what he does to you. It puts a smile on his face. Too bad you didn't get to see it.

Dabi continues to slide your hand up and it trails up to his chest, lifting his shirt, and you can now see the abs your hand is forced to remember, and damn did they look as good as they felt.

Once he puts your hand over his heart, you can feel how fast it's beating. Which makes you turn your eyes to his. Dabi lets go of your hand but you don't dare to move it as he leans closer to your face. while still staring into his eyes, he breaks eye contact to glance down at what you can only assume to be your lips before he looks back into your eyes, asking permission. You smile slightly which he takes as a yes, before leaning even closer. You can feel his soft, steady breaths on your cheek as he plants a kiss on your cheek. That's not what I want. you thought to yourself, not like you'll say it.

Almost as if he's reading your mind, he gently moves his free hand that's not pinning your other hand down, to your chin, gently lifting it. He places his thumb on your bottom lip and gently rubs it.

"Say it and I'll give it to you," he says while backing up slowly which makes you pout slightly.

"Kiss me," you say while smiling. Dabi nods and leans closer.
~to be continued~ 😏

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