Dabi x Reader oneshots

Sick

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"Dabi?" (Y/N) asked, creeping into his room. You had been told he was sick by Kurogiri, who was currently dealing with a whiny Shigaraki. 

A common cold was wreaking the LOV. 

"(Y/N)? In here..." He coughed, but you walked in anyways. You didn't care that he was sick, only that he was miserable. You walked in, holding a small plastic bag filled with medicine and some snacks. 

"Hey babe." You cooed, keeping your voice down. He was sure to have a headache. 

"Close the door after you get in." He said, voice cracking as he turned away from the light. 

"Oh, it's so dark in here. I'm going to flick on your lamp, and we'll be able to cuddle, alright?" You said. 

"Then you'll get sick." He turned to face you. 

"I don't care." 

You flicked on the dim lamp, setting the bag in your lap as you sat on the bed. You pulled out some pills, and a bottle of water. He groaned, having to sit up. 

He was weak, so you held the bottle to his mouth, allowing him to drink long slow sips. He tapped your thigh when he was good. 

"I brought some candy, but you can't have it until you eat this sandwich." You said, holding up a nice looking sandwich. He almost snatched it from your hands, either for the candy or just sheer hunger. 

You smiled when he finished, leaning in and kissing him softly. He whined, not putting much of a fight up as you laid him back down. 

"You said I could have some candy." His weak voice filled your ears. 

"I did, didn't I? Well, not much, you can have the rest when you're better." You said, breaking off a piece of some generic candy bar and feeding it to him. He smiled, which made you smile. 

His arms circled your waist. 

"Stay?" He asked. He looked at you with puppy dog eyes, and you sighed. You turned off the light, and shimmed out of your jeans. No way were you sleeping in those. 

He was the little spoon. He normally was the big spoon, mainly because of height, but he liked to be the little spoon sometimes. He liked to put his face on your chest while you massaged his hair. 

"Night, honey." You said, kissing his head. 

"Night." 

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"You're a idiot." Dabi said, pressing his hand to your forehead. 

"'M sorry." You mumbled, sweating. 

You were sick.