Leave Your Mark | Various!BNHA x Reader

65: Oh My God, They Were Roommates

Alright, I think the coast is clear.

You let out a sigh as you sit down at one of the benches overlooking the train station. It's a familiar spot. Certainly not the first time you've sat here. This is where you made s'mores with Dabi, and has since become your designated meet-up point. Still, you can't forget what happened last time, which is why you're being extra vigilant today. God forbid Chisaki finds the two of you together again. Sure, he can technically regenerate his own heart, but you'd feel bad sending him into cardiac arrest. He's had way too many meltdowns lately, even by his standards.

So far, though, there's no sign of Chisaki. You're probably being overly paranoid. Odds are that you'll never run into him out here again. He was just running an errand for Pops back then. And Kurono obviously tagged along because he was hoping it could be a date (it definitely wasn't).

Anyway, Chisaki is nowhere to be found, and although you normally love spending time with him, you've already cleared off your schedule for a different big brother. A big brother with slightly homicidal tendencies—hey, wait.

Haha. You've just realized that can easily apply to both Chisaki and Dabi.

They have a lot more in common than they realize, huh.

"...what are you giggling to yourself about?"

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. You turn immediately, craning your neck to the side. This dude seriously snuck up right behind you, the only place you didn't look. It was clearly intentional too, because if he hadn't been completely quiet, you would have heard him approaching. He could make a hell of a stalker if he really wanted to. Which is ironically another thing he has in common with Chisaki.

"I was just thinking of something funny," you smile, meeting Dabi's turquoise gaze.

Dabi arches a brow. "Is it a joke? Try telling me, I might be in the mood to laugh."

"What do you mean, you might be in the mood to laugh?"

"I don't know. Like, if you're having a crappy day and your husband just got murdered or something, you probably wouldn't be willing to laugh, that's all I'm saying."

"Oh no. Did your husband get murdered?"

"I obviously wasn't referring to myself, marshmallow-for-brains. I was just explaining my thought process," he sighs, already looking done with your shit.

You smile again. The fact that he has yet to stand you up whenever you contact him is promising, to say the least. Not to mention reassuring. He hasn't had any reason to turn you down yet, which means he's probably not going around committing any crimes, right? Well, that or he just doesn't have much going on.

...you're pretty sure it's the latter.

"Anyway, yay, I'm so glad you're here!" you beam, and without wasting a beat, you jump upright and wrap your arms around him, squeezing him tight. Dabi's immediate reaction is to be slightly taken aback, like always, but come to think of it, he's never pushed you away. And when he loosely wraps an arm around you and pats you on the back, his touch is much gentler than anyone would ever expect from someone like him.

"What, did you miss me that much?" Dabi muses.

"Yep, I sure did!"

"Ah. Okay, then." He frowns a bit, and he even averts his gaze for a few seconds, more flustered than he's willing to let on. "You know, sometimes I feel like you're way too honest for your own good. It makes it easy for people to take advantage of you."

"Nobody ever takes advantage of me," you reassure. "I'm really nice, so I'm sure they'd feel guilty about doing something like that."

"You're so—actually, nevermind. Just keep being a carefree, naive idiot. That's what suits you best."