ᴋɪʟʟ ʙɪʟʟ / ᴛ. ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ

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"nice save, princess"

you jumped slightly in surprise, your eyes falling on dabi who was laying on your living room's couch.

"first off, what are you doing here? second, were you listening the entire time?"

"jeez... can't i visit my favorite girl?"

your cheeks flushed at his words, something that didn't go unnoticed by him.

"come here" he said, patting his lap.

your legs moved on their own, taking you to where he was sitting. he placed you on his lap, his hands finding home on your hips.

"why were you eavesdropping?" you softly asked.

"is it bad that i wanted to listen to what you had to say to that bird?"

"did you think i'd do it...? rat you and the rest out?"

"not really. i trust your word, princess"

"i just wanted to know... how you'd handle all his attempts to corner you" he added, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"are you disappointed?"

"no, i'm not. you were quick to make up a lie! even though, most of it was true"

"i'm only disappointed with the fact that you didn't tell him to move the fuck away from you" he continued, before sinking his canines in your collarbone.

you winced in pain, your fingers tugging at his hair.

"you're mine, y/n. do you understand that?"

you nodded, tears clouding your vision from the pain on your collarbone. he wrapped a hand around your throat, making you look at him.

"use your words, pretty"

"i'm yours" you whispered softly, looking at him.

"that's my pretty angel"

he brought your head closer, placing his lips on yours, tasting the vanilla chapstick that was so familiar to him anymore.

"dabi..." you whispered, once you pulled away.

"yes, princess?"

"maybe it's better if you don't come to visit anymore..."

"what?"

"you heard him! he's getting suspicious! even if i told him a part of the truth, it doesn't change anything!"

"i'm sure he'll do whatever it takes to erase all suspicion he has about me" you softly said, tears rolling down your cheeks.

"why are you crying?" he asked, catching some of them with his thumbs.

"i don't want something to happen to you..."

dabi's eyes slightly widened at your answer, before going back to their original size.

"deep down... you're just a cute, little fragile girl, aren't you?" he chucked, running his hands up and down your back.

"is that a bad thing?"

"it's not. but... you're only gonna break with me"

"that's fine" you whispered, resting your forehead against his.

"you can't fall for me, princess" he sighed, caressing your cheek.

"i'm afraid you said that a little too late"

dabi looked at you, his gaze dropping to your lips. there were hundreds little alarms going off in his head, telling him that getting more involved with you wasn't a good idea.

he wasn't feeling the tiniest bit of love towards you. yet, you were his. someone that belonged to him and no one else. and that was enough for him to ignore all the small, loud alarms.

"fuck this"

his lips met yours as his hands started removing your clothes, throwing them on the floor. he pushed you down on the couch, stuffing your panties in his pocket.

"that's the fifth pair" you said, looking up at him.

"don't worry, pretty. you won't even remember i took them"

"i'll fuck you so hard, you'll only have me in your mind once i'm done with you"