You're dark and sexy.
He's flirty and quite literally an asshole, but a damn good-looking one at that.
How will you two ever get along? Through sports cars and racing, duh.
[THE BOOK IS CURRENTLY BEING RE-WRITTEN, THE ORIGINAL WILL BE KEPT REGRETFUL...
TW: Heavy usage of bad language, mentions of alcohol, smoking, sex, bdsm. In this story, Dabi isn't a villain.
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And with the wave of that beautiful checkered flag, you and him were off. Your car was going 202 mph while his was at the same. Corrupt speeds. This was what you needed and you knew. Hell, he knew it, too. Sam even saw the look of happiness on your face on your face when you saw the group of groping ill dildo's and dirtbags who had no idea where there life was headed. All they knew was that they were slowly digging there grave and filling it up with bad language, cigarettes, alcohol and sex toys. But at least they all had fun while doing it.
He was going at outrageous speeds to make sure he won. You both were at about the same while on was slowly getting ahead, then losing the speed, falling behind, the other one getting ahead and repeat. It was a fight between each other. Dabi slowly caught up to your speedy-ass and you fell behind when you saw him. You knew this track like the back of your hand as you saw a couple hundred strangers cheering you both on in the sidelines. You slowly started to turn and he noticed. Because Dabi wasn't familiar with the track, he needed to keep his eyes on the road. Up ahead, there was a sharp turn that you had to do a drift at or else you would miss it and go flying. He saw you start to rev your engine meaning a drift.
Dabi's POV
I was about to go drive so I could get ahead of my princess until her friend Sam walked inbetween the cars in a sexy pair of leather shorts and a checkered top with some black and white shoes on. They looked like Balenciaga's. Anyway, that may have stopped me from beating that sexy ass woman in the car next to me, but I didn't mind. Then, she looked over at me when we both revved our engines. I have her a wink and a smirk before looking away and being prepared for the intense race to come. Damn did I miss this. Being in front of a wheel with a car that has the ability to go above 200. Man, I hated being away from this so bad. I'm love-sick from this. Now treats I'll have 5 new buddies and a future girlfriend to race, smoke, and drink with.
After Sam real eased the flag from her grip, of course not letting us leave before she got in a word, we both left with a dust cloud racing towards the fans behind us. She went at the fastest speed the car could go as I followed. I had to beat her.
I saw her rev her engine before she left and then once we were both off, I felt amazing. The wind coming from the open and making my hair flow messily, giving me a wake up call is what I needed most. I looked over to (Y/N) and she looked beautiful. People cheering the both of us on in the background made me feel amazing. As I was watching her, I noticed her car start to rev a bit and twist gently, very hard to notice unless you've raced longer than 2 years or so. Since I'm experienced, I did notice. I looked ahead of me and saw nothing. Meaning it was a sharp drift. I'm not sure if she knew I knew that but I wanted to play it off as I didn't. I realized that I would probably scare her, and I didn't want to hurt my future baby, so I quit it.
Narrator's POV
You and Dabi were neck to neck until you drifted. Your car made a quick screech noise and so did Dabi's as you made the sharp corner. He landed the drift perfectly and so did you until you both needed to come to a quick stop; Flashing lights colored red a blue, blocking off your path to finish using black and white police cars. Damn it. You both knew that you were screwed. You stepped out of your car and so did Dabi. " You were speeding. Both of you were. We also found some alcohol back a pit stop and we ask you to walk in a straight line." One of the officers said. You knew you were and Dabi were buzzed, but you had to hide it or the expensive fucking alcohol would be thrown out or worse; the officers would drink it to have a good time.
You walked up to the officer perfectly fine, stood next to him, and walked in a straight line. Dabi followed you and did the same. " We're still taking you both in. (Y/N) I'm serious. This is the fourth time we've had to come up here." The police man said. " That's great and all, can we get this over with?" You said loudly. 'Damn, my princess over there had a criminal record, too? Even fucking better.' Dabi thought, as he stepped into the vehicle.
A little bit later, you both made it to the police station and were set to take a seat in the waiting room. " Weird, criminals waiting around without handcuffs next to a open glass door isn't usual in fucking police stations, little mouse." Dabi whispered to you. You stifled your laugh not wanting to cause a scene, but came out as a tiny giggle. Then, just after Dabi's joke, they walked in with the records to you and your new so-called boyfriends.
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You and Dabi's criminal records. You definitely did not want Dabi to see that shit.
Word count - 986 words Time posted - November 26, 2020 4:49AM Status - Proofread and Fixed Grammatical Errors Drink and eat sumth love bugs!
