Dabi x Reader (sfw and nsfw)

Chapter 1: Playdate

Hi, this is the first chapter of this series and it contains *spicy* content. if you're under 18, scroll on. This chapter includes: Dom Dabi, stripper au y/n, low key wholesome, but high key ;). Let's go!

Also: I don't own any of the bnha characters as a disclaimer and if you know me irl, no you don't.

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The lights flicker on and off, shades of red, purple, and black dancing around the room gently, teasing the eyes of those in the club and hinting the beauty to come. Dabi makes his way through the dark room to the bar and throws himself onto a stool lazily, a groan of exhaustion slipping past his lips. It had been a long time since he had faced difficulty with those around him in the league of villains, especially when it came to completing missions. Toga had been teasing him nonstop about his love life, or better yet, his lack of one and it struck him harder than he wanted today. Maybe he wanted a companion, someone to rely on..., someone to love honestly and to be genuine with, a long lasting relationship. He closed his eyes at the thought and imagined the soft smile of a woman, the pretty and delicate skin, the sparkling eyes, and the sweet laugh that would take any man's heart. His eyes fluttered open as his thoughts were interrupted by a voice coming from the bar.

"Rough day, huh?" The words of the bartender earning a short scoff from Dabi.

"Something like that... a sazerac for now." With a nod from the bartender, Dabi returns to his thoughts as a new song plays namelessly in the background.

"Next up is our little star of the night, our fan favorite, daddy's little princess, y/n!" An announcer says from the mic, immediately followed by catcalls and cheering from the audience. Dabi tosses a side glance at the ruckus and scoffs with a smirk before turning back to the bartender.

"That's a lot of noise... What up with that?" Dabi chuckles, tilting his head ever so slightly making eye contact with the bartender. The bartender let out a hefty laugh and set down his now clean glass, leaning on the counter towards Dabi.

"You're new here aren't ya? y/n's our star here. Everyone wants her, but no ones can ever get close enough to get her. She's like an angel, she's here and then before you know it, she's gone. She's got standards though, makes her that much more of a catch." The bartender picked up another glass and began to clean it. Dabi glanced once more at the people flipping through their wallets as the previous performer left the stage. Turning back to the bar, he shifted his attention to the bartender once again.

"Seems like she's got enough attention for now, I'm not for competing over someone that's not gonna give me the light of day." Dabi sighed and finished his drink, sliding the glass over to the bartender.

The bartender caught the glass and shook his head with a soft smile. "She may be hard to get, but she's got a heart of gold. She doesn't give people the light of day because she's got a brain and doesn't like people with bad intentions. Not a single person has gotten her to spend the night with em. You might have a chance. You never know." The bartender slid Dabi a new drink before giving him a wink and walking to another customer. Dabi stared at the glass with wide eyes, choking on his words. A sudden shift in the lights drew his attention towards the stage.

Beautiful light hues of pink, white, and pastel blue drifted through the dark room, the atmosphere now light and airy as if on cloud 9. The taste of alcohol flushing over Dabi as he took another drink and the slow burning down his throat awakened something in him that he hadn't known existed. A song (Playdate by Mel Martinez) crept its way to his ears, permeating through the room like a lullaby. A few catcalls and whistles broke the serene moment and Dabi swished the alcohol in his drink impatiently. An angelic silhouette appeared on the wall of the stage, slowly teasing the audience as it bent and reached towards its toes, before standing back up and slowly swaying its hips back and forth. The shadow soon turned into a young woman in a short cowl necked white satin dress with soft angel wings, pink velvet heels, pink chain belt, and a soft pink bow tied into your hair. Dabi's heart dropped at the sight, your hips swaying gently as you walked and the way you held herself with elegance as the wind drifted past your (h/c) hair, loosely blowing past your shoulders. A moment passed before he realized a blush had taken over his cheeks. He set the glass down on the counter and covered his mouth casually, not breaking his gaze on you.