Red lights

Chapter 3

Bakugo opened his eyes to the sight of an empty bed. Raising his arms above his head he stretched and let out a yawn. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed he had a  look around. There was no sign of Dabi here either. Guess he got the hint that it was a one time thing and left. Attempting to stand up Bakugo gasped a little as his legs fell from beneath him. Collapsing in a not so graceful pile on the floor he reached back and rubbed his ass. Last night had really been something, he couldn't feel his legs.

Propping himself up on the bed he attempted to go to the bathroom, his legs shaking like a newborn lamb's. If this is how bad they were now, Bakugo wouldn't have been able to walk at all if he hadn't had the bath. Finally making it to the bathroom he went in and locked the door behind himself. Sitting down on the toilet he contemplated what to do.

The sex had been amazing, but was it amazing enough to contact him again? Bakugo's code was to use once and never again, but honestly he didn't want to drop this one yet. Wracking his brain he tried to figure out when his next holiday would be so he could call him again. Finishing up he washed his hands and face before heading to the kitchen to grab some breakfast.

As soon as he opened the door his nose was assaulted with the smell of freshly cooked eggs, bacon and toast. Bakugo paused and enjoyed the smell for a few seconds. When was the last time he had woken up to breakfast, a year, 3 years? Not since he had that argument with his parents and had to move out.

A hand placed itself under his chin and pulled his face up, and Bakugo stared into those deep blue eyes for the first time. Debi's eyes seemed to ripple like a pond, the very depths hidden from his view. Wait Dabi was still here? Bakugo's eyes widened at the realisation.

Releasing his hold on Bakugo's chin Dabi went back to the counter and brought over a plate stacked with bacon, eggs, toast and a few cherry tomatoes. Making himself comfortable one one of the dining room chairs he looked up at Bakugo expectantly.

"You're not going to sit and eat?" Dabi questioned. His own hands making no movement to start eating while alone. With an exaggerated eye roll Bakugo sat himself down oposite the black haired male. Once they were both seated Dabi began to eat, he may be a supposed villain but he had good table manners.

The two of them ate in silence, both stealing occasional glances at each other until once their eyes met.

"What?" Bakugo growled before continuing with his toast. Dabi simply chuckled at the blonde's attempt to look threatening while wearing nothing but a loose white t-shirt and shorts. The shirt dangled off his shoulder in just the right way to show off all the bites and hickeys that ran up and down his neck.

Shivering with delight Dabi admired his work, marking his territory really got to him. Bakugo noticed the continuous stare and looked up again. Dabi's blue eyes met his and they seemed to stare deep into his soul. Blushing, Bakugo quickly looked away and finished the rest of his meal. Before he could react Dabi scooped up the empty plate and carried them off to the sink, switching on the water he washed them.

Bakugo leaned his head on his hands and admired Dabi, this was the first time he hadn't kicked out a one-night-stand by morning. Hell, this was the first time a one night stand had stayed to cook him breakfast at 10 in the morning and not demanded a second round of bad sex.

'Not like the sex had been bad though.' Bakugo thought as he felt his eyelids getting heavy. They had been at it till 3 in the morning and hadn't gotten out the bath till around 4. The lights faded and the next thing Bakugo knew his head hurt and he was lying down.

Blinking a few times Bakugo attempted to adjust his eyes to the light before looking around. His head was propped up on something and his legs were dangling off the side of the couch. Shifting slightly he looked up to see Dabi leaning back against the couch. His black hair was no longer styled and fell freely in all directions. His shoulders rose and fell as he breathed rhythmically.