New Flame

11

Dabi pov

I woke up before y/n. I simply looked at her sleeping face and smiled.  I don't know when, but she managed to put on one of my shirts. Last night was amazing. I blushed at my lewd thoughts.  I slowly got out of bed. I showered really quick, put on some sweats, then headed towards the kitchen. I started making pancakes, with my secret recipe. I smiled to myself. I made eggs, and ham since they faster to cook.

I heard the creaking of floorboards, I looked to my doorway to a sleepy, yet hungry-looking y/n. God, she looked in my shirt. I smiled at her. She smiled back, slowly lumbering towards me.  She leaned against to counter, and I saw the shirt rise up her thighs. I could see the hickeys I put there. 

"It's that for me?" She asked voice still husky from sleep. 

"No, it's for the both of us, hey uh once we're finished we got to headquarters so you can get the fill on what happened yesterday. "

"Oh, ok."

She sat down at one of the stools, looking at me cook. 

"You do drink right?"

"Yes, but I'm not supposed too.  I'm only 19."

"Well you're a criminal now so breaking the law is something we do quite frequently. So..?"

She laughed. 

"Fine, ok."

I poured us orange juice in the champagne glasses then add a little bit of champagne. I set it down in front of her. She took a sip. She smiled. 

"Good eh?"

She nodded taking another sip. I set the plate in front of her. She looked in awe. 

"Wow Dabi, this looks amazing!"

I blushed. I am happy she thinks so. I sat down beside her. I watched as she took a bite. She moaned in delight. 

"I'm glad you like it."

She nodded. We ate in comfortable silence. 

"I'm sure you're wondering where I was at yesterday."She said in a cold voice.

I was caught off guard.

"I mean I was, but I figured you'll tell me whenever you're ready. No pressure."

Her face was unreadable.

"I killed my boss,"

I nearly choked on the piece of ham I was eating.

"Um..I...Are you ok?" 

She titled her head in confusion.

"I'm fine. I don't think my boss is," she said with a small smile.

We took one look at each other and started laughing.

"Well, no shit he's dead!"

"He had it coming, most the girls that worked there hated him anyway. I just wanted to be the first to do it. Hey, by the way, I own a strip club now."

"Really? Are you going to be one of the dancers?"

She playfully tapped my shoulder.

"Ugh, perv. No,"

"Then you'll dance for me then?"

She blushed.

"Maybe,"

I grinned.

"I like the sound of that!"

We finished up and got ready to go. Opening the door the bar, it was oddly quiet. It was almost like everyone was avoiding looking at us. Toga asleep on the bar with a bottle of cheap tequila in her hand. Y/n walked over gently waking her.