(F/N) = Friend's name
I can't believe that she sent me on this blind date. I wonder who it is? Will he be cute? Sexy? A million questions whirl through your head as you walk to the cafe where you are meeting this mystery man. You keep walking until you see the white roses in giant pots that surround the cafe. You sit down and the questions only multiply once you aren't moving as much. What if he decides not to show? what if he thinks my quirk is weird. What if he is a total creep? Oh no, what if I'm too ugly for him? I knew I should've worn more make- "Hi, you must be (Y/N)," you look up only to see a figure who looks like an angel with a ring of sunlight surrounding them, and a low, smooth voice that fits with him perfectly. "Um, yeah I'm (Y/N)." You continue to try to make out his looks but the sun makes it really hard. "Can I sit down?" You are ripped from your futile attempts by his question. "Oh yes, sorry-" "Dabi," "Dabi," He sits down and you finally get a good look at him. The first thing you notice are his eyes. Oh god, his eyes, they seem to have molten sapphires flowing through his irises, to only becoming a deeper blue the longer I look at them. He is wearing a pair of jeans with a ripped knee on his left leg, a deep red hoodie and has a bunch of silver rings on his ears. He smiles and that smile showed true bliss and happiness. "So how do you know (F/N)?" "We met at a con a few years ago, You?" "Sister's childhood friend." "I like your earrings," "Oh thanks, I recently got 'em, you have a beautiful tattoo" You look onto your right shoulder and remember the tattoo you got two years ago. "Oh thanks, most people think its either a waste of money or I'm looking for attention," "I have something similar," "Really? What?" you ask genuinely unsure how anyone could find any imperfections in this perfect being. "Really?" you keep looking at him and he realizes you really don't see them. "The scars?" your brain finally escapes his eyes and sees that he does in fact have steel rings holding burnt skin onto his face. "Cool, what are they from?" "Wow, you really didn't see them did you?" "Not in the slightest," "Interesting, any way you wanna get outta here?"
"Sure, I never really liked Cafes anyway,"
"What do you want to do?"
"Beach?"
"Sure, but I have the feeling we should wait on that one,"
You look up and see that clouds have started gathering. "Yeah, that's probably smart,"
"So... a movie?"
"YES,"
you both stand up and as soon as you are free from the chair Dabi grabs your hand lightly dragging you behind him, You notice for whatever reason that his hands feel like well-worn leather, strong but very soft. he continues to pull you behind him until you are both away from the cafe at which point he slows down to walking. You catch up to him completely winded, but notice so is he. "Why don't we walk the rest of the way?" "Yeah, if I keep running I think I may puke," You can't stop yourself in time to stop from laughing at his face twisted and the way all the normal smoothness was ripped away and replaced with a slightly childish tone. "Hey, have you ever seen the tower?" You go through your memory for anything about a tower and simply reply "Nope,"
"Well then on the way to the movie theater we can go see it,"
"Cool let's go!" you say getting even more excited about hanging out with Dabi. This time around you grab his hand and start walking leaving him very little time to get up and to where you are before you start to drag him along. "Do you even know where you're going?" "No clue," He looks at you and smiles. God that fricking smile why is his smile so amazing, in itself, it causes pure euphoria and nostalgia. I really hope I don't look creepy while smiling, I really really like her and I don't want to screw it up. You continue to walk until you are about to hit a dirt path to which Dabi looks at you and says "Do you want me to carry you?" "Um, no I don't need you to carry me but thanks," you take about three steps before tripping and faceplanting. you get up, point at Dabi, and state "Don't you dare laugh Dabi," to which he bursts out laughing. While you want to be furious with him you can only muster a light kick to his stomach. "Okay fine get up and carry me," Dabi stops laughing and looks at you looking sad and then completely flips to grinning ear to ear. "Alright, babe climb on," he says turning around thinking a piggyback ride was what you meant "NUH UH, CARRY me," "Done and done princess," he says spinning around and scooping you up bridal style. You decide to be a little bit annoying and wrap your arms around his neck. "Onward to the tower!"
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Dabi X fem! reader story
FanfictionThis is mostly just for my friend who asked for it but enjoy it. There will be lemons, fluff, and other crap This is my second attempt at fanfic so just know that. Dabi is not a villain in this story.