𝚘 𝚗 𝚎

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⚠️TW: smoking, kinda sexual content, swearing, killing⚠️

"𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨? 𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚?"

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Dabi,the well known villain. He killed more people than you could count but still. He had a heart, like any human alive whould, just his heart saw another perspective. He never could imagine someone being by his side not even as a friend, hell romanicly!? never. he just used people, he had. a purpose and he was blindly following it. Until now

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You came along in his life, having a strange relationship with shiragaki. You always were around , doing some kind of business for them, obtaining them stuff they needed. Killing someone from time to time, the usual.
every time you came along you could spot the little burnt shit watching you, intensely. Did he needed something, did he hated you already?

" be back , I'm going for a cig" said (y/n) before putting the coat on her shoulders. she opend the heavy metal door leading her to the emergency stairs. Damp air filling her sensitive nostrils. She took out her pack with cancer sticks putting one at her lips holding it tight, while frantically searching for a lighter ."Oh for fuck sake" she said while narrowing her eyebrows in anger. Before she knew, she was grabbed by the back of her head turned to the person who was touching her , revealing the patched man. He was holding his pinky up, blue flames covering it. He looked at her mesmerizing (e/c) eyes for a fat minute, before looking down at her cig lighting it up . She was as fascinated as he was , his turquoise eyes were not tattooed in her mind ." You are welcome" said dabi laughing lightly. she snapped back from her toughts " yeah uh—thanks " . Dabi lowers his elbows on the stairs railing. She took a puff out of her tabbacco filled roll in her hand blowing the silver smoke out of her dead lungs , the wind destroying the original shpe of the smoke ."Ne-Dabi? Am I right?" said the (h/c) female whitout making eye contact " Hm?" Dabi answered looking tag the smaller stature woman . "Do you hate me already ?" she asked in the calmest voice possible "Nono, you just- interest me." answers the man " is that so?" she said putting out the rest of the cigarette, throwing it on the pavement .(Y/n) stepped closer to Dabi dragging him down by the collar . She inches closer leaving almost no space in between. brushing her lips against his she made eye contact "Then show me what you got pretty boy, so I can return the feelings" she smirked getting back inside leaving Dabi a flustered mess

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Letting the alcohol feel in , their lips pressed firmly against each other, Dabi and (y/n) were having a hot make out session in Dabi's small apartment living room. Dabi tryed to get rid of all the annoying fabric that was blocking his vision to (y/n) perfect body. He was aching to see her, the tent in his pants almost painfully hard.They parted lips slowly to get some damn air. They looked at each other absorbing the features that the moonlight was showing. Dabi saw something different in her (e/c) eyes. No, it wasn't the beautiful color, nor the dilated pupils. The emotions, it was so clear. Her eyes didn't show fear and disgust or hatred when he looked at him , her gaze was warm, and full of love. He started attacking her neck leaving marks behind him, knowing that this will me a long run, and he was about to run it.

At this point (y/n) was on his bed just in underwear,and same goes to Dabi. he took of his boxers throwing them, god knows where. He took (y/n)'s bra and panties down and slowly, swallowing all her beauty from her temple on his way. ( Y/n) abruptly coverd herself and her stretch marks/scars/beauty marks , scared of his reaction while seeing them. He took her hands away, cupping his face with them." Your body is a temple, with all his goods and all his —not so goods. They make YOU who you are. And I love all of you" he said to (y/n) leaving her i. shock to process what happend. She was snapped out of the trance, feeling Dabi brush his fingers everywhere her body with one hand and the other massaging her chest oh so softly." P-please take it slow. I don't— I just, uhm it's my first time" she said looking away embarrassed. Yup the bigges murderer,(murderer name) , the fear of the streets and the terror of the one disrespecting her, was a virgin ." Of course princess" he said before pushing her hands on the mattress locking hands with her. All you could hear was skin slapping and squelching with sweet moans, groans name spilling from their mouths.

(so this was for my insecure babes out there. No matter size,shape or color , you are beautiful. Love yourself cuz no one else will do it if you don't. Drink some water and get some sleep sweets❤️)

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