Surrounded By Flames

You Will Never See Me Again

Why am I so warm? And what is poking me in the butt? My eyes fluttered open, and I took in my room basked in sunlight along with the scarred arm I was resting my head on. I kept my composure trying to remember what happened last night after I passed out. Here I was worried about him robbing me but what happened while I was asleep.

I pulled the blanket back slightly to see that I was still fully dressed in the scrubs I wore home yesterday. I knew he didn't rape me because who would take the time to put the clothes back on a passed-out person after the deed was done. With that thought out of my mind I turned back to the arm under me to admire my handy work as I lightly traced my fingers over it and watched it flinch.

The arm draped over my waist tightened, drawing my attention to the man behind me. I slowly rolled over in his grip to take in his features. His messy raven hair, long eyelashes kissing his cheeks, mouth partially open with the soft sound of cooing coming from him. I took this opportunity to lightly trace my fingers over the purple skin of his jaw, sunlight dancing over the staples holding him together.

Even with the leathery purple skin he still had handsome features. Was it his quirk that this? Last night he produced blue flames. Blue flames are extremely hot, it would make sense that they eat away at his body. He leaned into my touch as I cupped his cheek, eyes slowly opening. I was met with his bright blue eyes that seemed to dance just like flames.

"Like what you see princess?" He smirked, the staples tugging at his skin. Good to know he is still a smug jerk.

"Do you mind retracting your dick from my leg?"

"Listen here princess, I was planning on leaving right away last night but you clung to me like a baby koala."

"You didn't do anything funny while I was asleep did you?"

"I am not the type of guy who sticks around after the deed is done." He stated with a deadpan expression.

"You're the kinda guy who ejaculates then evacuates?"

"Is that the medical term for it?" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes and pushed away from him, easily breaking his grip. "Are you feeling better?" his question caught me off guard by how soft it was and the hint of concern it held.

"Better...you gonna evacuate now?"

"I didn't plan on staying this long."

"Want breakfast?" He scrunched his face and stared at me like I was crazy. "I'm making waffles."

I sat the stack of waffles down on the table and I watched in amusement as he stared at them like a hungry lion after his prey. He plucked a couple waffles off the stack and drowned them in an unhealthy amount of syrup.

"I'm Y/N by the way." He glanced up from his plate mid bit and hummed in response. I rolled my eyes. "What is your name?"

"That's not important."

"I'd like to know the name of the man I shared a bed with." I shoved a bite of waffles in my mouth.

"You trapped me. Koalas look adorable but can be vicious little shits." He stated, pointing his fork at me aggressively. I see the snark is back.

"Fine, then what happened to your arm?" He was quiet, poking at the food on his plate. I could see the gears turning in his head. He was weighing his options.

"My name is Dabi...but that doesn't matter you will never see me again." My heart clenched at his words, why did it hurt to know I would never see him again? Yes, he was a snarky dick, who obviously was in some dirty shit but he did spend the night with me to make sure I was ok.