(y/n)'s POV:
I got up to my alarm on my cellphone. Without looking, I searched for it on my nightsand with my right hand, and when I finally found it, I tapped the snooze button.
"Just five more minutes..." I muttered to myself.
It was monday today. I hate this day, as much as Garfield does. I'd rather bury myself under my covers and don't get up until this horrific day passes, but unfortunately I need to pay for rent and have to buy food to survive, which leaves no other chance but to get up.
I groaned when my alarm ringed again in an annoyingly loud sound.
Never and ever put your favourite song as your alarm ringtone. You will regret it and hate that song in a short amount of time for a lifetime...
I kicked off my covers and did my morning routine. Oh shoot. I forgot to wash my favourite shirt for work. I will have to wear one of the boring ones then it seems.
"Nah... Nah... Not this one either..." Searching through my closet I finally found one that will make it. It was white, showed a bit off of my cleavage and the buttons were black. It matches with my black skirt
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."(Y/n)! My coffee?" My boss sang for me. Ugh. How much I hate this job. I don't understand why the hell do I work here, anyway.
You have to pay your rent, idiot. My inner self spoke up in my mind.
"In a minute madam'!" I faked a smile back at her and poured the freshly brewed coffee. While bringing it over to her, I tripped on the rug which laid on the floor and accidentaly spilled the coffee both on the rug and my shirt, staining it. My clumsy self took over me.
"Oh shit...Great" I murmured.
My boss luckily didn't look up from the papers she was reading so I just went back to the counter to pour another cup for her.
I put it down in front of her and excused myself to go to the changing room. She just waved her hands in response.
There was also a toilet and a sink in the changing room, so I can wash the coffee stain out of my shirt in no minute.
I rubbed the stain with some soap, but it was still there.
"Fuck this shit..." I sighed annoyed and slammed my hands on the sink.
"A pretty girl like you shouldn't talk so dirty." I heard a familiar voice. Looking up in the mirror I saw Dabi leaning lazily next to the wall behind me with his hands in his pockets. One of his foot resting on the wall behind him and of course, he was smirking.
"Nice view by the way" he winked. I only wore my bra on my upper body. Realizing what he just said I covered myself with the piece of cloth in my hands and turned his way.
"What are you doing here?"
"Why care to cover yourself? It's not like I haven't seen everything already." He chuckled while walking up to me, then took my shirt out of my hands.
"Hey! Give it back to me!" He held it up high in the air, so I can't reach it. Damn you for being this tall compared to me. I tried to stand on my tiptoes and stretch my arms high in the air anyway.
Dabi grabbed me by my waist and pulled me towards him. I let out a surprised gasp.
I pushed on his chest to signal him to let go of me. "Let go "
"Let you go when you already started undressing for me?" My cheeks heated up.
Why do I find him so damn hot when he says things like this?
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FanfictionA love story between (y/n) and Dabi. (Y/n) was born into a happy family along with her sibling, an older brother who's called Hiroshi. They are always there for each other no matter what. (Y/n) is a child who rather likes to be alone. That's why she...