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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You gasped and dropped the phone, hot and salty droplets racing down your face. He was cheating on you with Sam. Dabi and fucking Sam. You jumped off of the counter and ran up the freshly mopped stairs. Dabi dropped the knife and tried to chase after you but you got to the bedroom lock first. When he heard the click he was used to when he had alone time with you, he just went downstairs.
Dabi's POV
I hung my head low and walked down the stairs. 'What got her so sad?' I thought. It surely couldn't have been me. I didn't do anything wrong, at least I think. I stepped downstairs and went back into the kitchen to see my phone next to the cutlery board. I picked it up and read the message.
Sam - Hey Dabi. Sup! Did you tell her yet? She needs to know soon. We both will be dead if you don't. Just rip it off like a bandaid and hopefully she doesn't break anything in the house. Cya later.
I gasped. She should've reworded it. She must've thought I was cheating on her. Sam means nothing to me. I replied back.
Sam - Hey Dabi. Sup! Did you tell her yet? She needs to know soon. We both will be dead if you don't. Just rip it off like a bandaid and hopefully she doesn't break anything in the house. Cya later.
Dabi - Sam are you serious? You should've just said that we found a new race track with people willing to go against us! Not make it sound like I love you more than (Y/N)!
I said to the idiotic girl. She needs to understand grammar and wording things sometimes. I ran up stairs to (Y/N) and began to bang on the door. " (Y/N)! Open up please! Let me talk to you. You don't understand! Please! (Y/N)!" I yelled. I sat there for awhile with no response. My banging was still strong, but less powerful so I didn't break the door down.
Narrator's POV
You slammed the door shut and a little later heard Dabi's heavy footsteps up the stairs. You listened to him plead and beg for him to say anything to you. You decided to just leave. You wanted a break from just everyone at the moment. You carefully, without making much noise, opened the door and stepped out.
The cool breeze hit your puffy and red features, glazing them with an icy feel. You were on the second floor, but it had balcony. You stood there, your stinging tears making a path of sadness down your cheek as you looked at the city, skimming over the bright vibrant lights. Blues, yellows, greens and even purples were everywhere. It made the city look gorgeous. It was nearing the daily dusk when the sun was done for the day. You finally built up some courage to jump off the balcony into the city floor.
You sang to yourself quietly as you made your way down the street with a cigarette in your hand. Dabi normally used his blue flames to light it for you, so you never brought a lighter. " Damn." You said softly. You put the cigarette back in your small pant pocket and strut down the sidewalk with slim to no confidence.
Meanwhile with Dabi, he was tired. He had been knocking for an hour and got no response. He fell asleep against the door. Small light sleeping noises came from him, small whinces and whines every now and then.
Your body rattled with cold air, it costing every inch of you making you an icicle. You were already back at home, opening the balcony door. You finally decided to talk to Dabi but when you opened the door, he was sleeping. You dragged, with hardship, his half-naked tired body to the bed. With much relief, you set him down and put him under the sheets while you put on a pair of your boxers and his t-shirt that he had on last night.
You laid down on the bed. For more of his warmth touch, you pulled his beautiful body on top of yours, his head on your chest and him being on his stomach. Your nice and refreshing touch made his sad self stir; waking up. You were almost fully asleep when you felt a soft something against your precious lips. Dabi kissed you.
You kissed back, wanting to apologize. To make up for your over-exaggerated act earlier, you slid and grazed your warm tongue against his chapped lips. He opened his mouth, letting you inside. You kissed him, sucking gently and swirling your tongues around. You broke away from the kiss to whisper. " You taste like secrets. What do I taste like?" You asked. " Sorrow. I know your sorry and I accept it." He said back.
" Why did you get that message?" You asked him, rubbing his cheek and jawline with your palm. " Sam worded it wrong. I wanted you tell you.."
" We got a new racetrack. We can race now." He said. You gasped.
TO BE CONTINUED....
Word count - 900 words Time posted - December 5, 2020 5:00 PM Status - Proofread and Fixed Grammatical Errors Drink and eat sumth love bugs!
