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Cute [Dabi x Reader]

(AN: Yay more Dabi! ヽ(＊>∇<)ﾉ This was requested on tumblr. He's probably gonna be petty af cause she's so wrapped up in her electronics and not him lmao )

        "Babe, I'm back," a rough voice calls out when walking through his front door. After a long night of League business all the scarred man wants to do is come home, kick back and relax with his girlfriend.

        Taking off his overcoat before sitting on the couch Dabi kicks off his boots and sighs, rubbing his neck. She still hasn't replied, which normally would worry him given his 'profession', but lately he's been a lot less worried about it and more annoyed because he knows the exact reason why. And he's already irate after the mission tonight didn't go as expected.

        Standing back up he rounds the couch and heads for their bedroom, already able to make out the sounds of tapping on the keyboard. 'She's at it again? Doesn't she ever take a break from those things?'

        Pushing the door open he peers in and his cerulean orbs land on her sitting at her desk in front of the computer; her (short, long) (hair color) hair brushed at least and she's in pajamas, her (eye color) eyes glued to the screen while her fingers fly across the keyboard clearly typing more... fanfiction? Is that what she called it? Bluetooth earbuds sit in her ears music pumping through them loud enough that when he starts coming closer he can make out some of the lyrics.

        At first he'd think it kind of cute (F/n)'d stay up so late because it used to be she was waiting on him to get home, but now it's to finish chapters on her fanfics or requests, that or drawing and doing art for other people.

        When he's complained about it in front of the others he was called 'petty' or 'jealous' for feeling so annoyed that she'd rather be on that and talking to others online then spending time with him when he's home. Honestly he could care less what they all think, or even if he is being either of those, he just likes to be with his girlfriend even if he won't say it out loud.

        "Hey, I'm home," he says after plucking a bud out of her ear. (F/n) jumps and looks at him, wide eyed and blinking a bit. "I tried to tell you that already but you didn't hear me. When was the last time you got off that thing?"

        "Oh really? I, uh, I'm sorry, I got wrapped up in the newer chapters of that big fic I'm writing. It's, um... Been a few hours- What time is it?" She looks at the time on the computer and is taken back. "It's already 2 am?!"

        "Yep, time to get off, junkie," he tells her, not giving her a choice as he crosses his arms and gives her a look telling her to save whatever she's doing and turn it off.

        She gives in after mumbling,"I'm almost done though..." With the computer off she stands, her legs shaky from sitting all day and Dabi shaking his head, starting to undress to change into pajama pants and head to bed. She looks at him with guilty eyes and pushes some hair back, sitting on their bed watching him. He's not looking but she knows he's not happy; she's been aware how much she's been attached to her devices, and while she's tried to just ignore them and watch TV or draw in her sketchbook instead she gets roped right back in. To be honest, if it weren't for him stepping in as often as he does she'd probably constantly be on them. "... Are you made, Dabi?"

       "Me? Mad? When do I get mad?" he means it as a joke but his tone of voice has some bitterness to it. (F/n) fidgets with her shirt, biting her lip while trying to think of a response. He glances at her and sighs quietly. Why does she always have to give that face? Like a puppy who got caught digging in the garbage, and he has trouble staying mad at her but he still keeps up the face because, well, she's not getting off that easily.

        "I'm sorry..." she mumbles, staring at the blankets and getting lost in thought. He faces her, getting ready to reply when she continues,"To be honest... I'm sure you'll think I'm silly, given I'm dating you despite knowing you're a villain, but I get lonely... I think that's why I've gotten so wrapped up in talking to people online and making things for them cause..." She turns red and hides her face with the blanket. "C-Cause I mi-miss you okay?!" She blurts it out despite how embarrassed she feels; he's a villain, and he's Dabi, he probably will just crack a joke or tell her it can't be helped, which is true. But it still doesn't make it any better.

        The one thing (F/n) isn't expecting is her boyfriend climbing onto the bed and scooting up behind her, wrapping his lean arms around her and hiding his face in the crook of her neck.

        Her heart is thundering, although it almost sounds like two- she pauses that train of thought she immediately when realizing she can feel his heartbeating as he presses his bare chest against her back. She turns her head to look at his and can barely make out the red dusting his cheeks. It's not a lot but the fact he's blushing at all is a miracle.

        "Da-"

         "You're too cute for your own good, you know that, babe?"

        She flushes worse and he lifts his head so his cerulean meet her (eye color). He gives his lazy grin and leans in, reaching a hand up to tilt her head and kissing her. As the lip lock deepens he gets her to turn so she's facing him better and she moves her arms around his neck, kissing back. They end it after a couple minutes and he smirks, (F/n) knowing exactly what it means.

        "Way too cute.~"

(AN: I love writing bacon boy but i also wonder if i make him too soft.... I dunno, hope you guys enjoy, requests are always open  (ง '͈౪'͈)ว )