His, and His Only

13

The next day, we started packing up Dabi's belongings from the hotel room, and placed everything into his car.

"So I have to ask, how much is rent?" Dabi asked as he backed out of the parking spot.

"I can handle rent, I can find a new club to work at anyways," I said with a smile.

He stomped on the brakes, making me squeal and look a him shocked. He shot me a glare, "How. Much. Is. Rent?" He asked sternly, making me giggle at his seriousness. "Don't laugh at me, tell me, right now," he said with a smile forming.

"Okay, okay, my rent is 1,500 a month, it's a bit much I know-" I started.

"That's nothing, the hotel I was in was 4,000 a month," he explained.

"Oh my god," I appalled, "that's a lot of money for a hotel."

"At least it's actually a luxury hotel, so the price is worth it," he said.

We arrived at my place finally and I helped him carry his suitcases up to my apartment, when we got inside, the apartment was quiet, I flicked the lights on and looked around, "I'll move some stuff around so you can unpack easier," I said as Dabi closed the door and locked it behind him.

"You're not worried about me living with you?" He asked as he took off his coat and hung it up on the rack near the door.

"No, if anything, I feel safer with you," I smiled.

I do feel safe with him, he saved me when I needed it most. He taught me what real love looks like and that I can trust it again. In a lot of ways I owe him my life.

He bit his lip and rushed towards me, pinning me against the wall in the doorway, one hand above my head, the other hand holding onto my chin firmly, "safe with me? Everyone is terrified of me... but for some reason you're not."

"You don't terrify me at all, you never terrified me. You captivate me, you charm me with your energy, you make me feel more alive and happy than I've ever felt in my entire life," I whispered before giving him a loving kiss. He sighed gently in the kiss and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him. I giggled, and turned us, pinning him back against the wall and running my hands up his chest.

"I hope you know me being in love with you, makes me possessive, I might go more insane than I usually do," he chuckled and looked down at me, with an admiring gleam in his eye.

"I want you to possess me," I said and looked into his eyes, then at his lips.

"You're mine," he growled and ran his hand up my back, into the back of my hair and gently pulling it back, having me lean backwards, then placing his lips on mine, moaning into the kiss. "All mine," he whispered and hugged me tightly.

"Take me... all of me," I whispered against his neck as I kissed it gently.

He let out an evil chuckle, "shouldn't have said that."

"Oh yeah?" I challenged.

I let out a slight squeal as he lifted me up, throwing me over his shoulder, I couldn't help but let out all of my laughter as he walked to the bedroom and then threw me onto the mattress, climbing on top of me, pinning my wrists down and placing a leg between mine, pressing against my underwear. He pressed his lips against mine and gave me hard kisses, gripping the back of my hair and letting his drool trail down onto my tongue.