Hacking The Hacker *Dabi x OC*

Four

Four hours. Thats how long it took to hack into the police department. Yuuki was still hesitant, but as she typed away in the booth at the far end of the bar, no one so much as looked at her..except for some blonde hair chick who whispered excitedly to Dabi every now and then.

Yuuki had been given an extra laptop after two hours of struggling. Usually Yuuki listened to music while hacking, and since a certain someone decided to shatter her phone, she had no source.

Yuuki went to grab the computer, however, as she did so, she hit the escape key, immediately sending her back to home screen. Fury flooded through Yuuki as she slammed the lid down with a loud smack. Yuuki placed her head in her hands, angrily pulling at the strands of brown hair.

"Fuck....fuck...fuck..FUCK!" Yuuki yelled in pure frustration as she pushed the laptop away from her.

"Don't bre-"

"Shut your fucking mouth, dickwad!" Yuuki rudely snapped at Dabi, sending him a bitter glare.

Dabi looked at her for a moment before leaning over the counter, pulling out a whiskey glass and the bottle, soon walking over to her, pouring the alcohol into the glass.

Instead of taking the glass itself, Yuuki snatched the bottle and took a huge swig. Yuuki grimaced at the hot liquid going down her throat and removed it from her lips, coughing slightly. She set it back on the table before sighing, and rested her head against the wall.

"You act like Tomura whenever he has a tantrum," Dabi stated, sitting across from her, "Childish, loud, and annoying," He finished.

Yuuki glared at him, "Shut your fucking trap, asshole," She muttered tiredly.

"Go home," Tomura's voice sounded from behind her, "I'll send Dabi after you tomorrow,"

Nodding her head, Yuuki quickly shut down both of the computers and pulled on the jacket she had abandoned about three hours ago. Yuuki finished gathering her things and neatly stacked the computers side by side on the table.

As she walked to the door, Dabi followed after her. After a while of endless silence Yuuki finally spoke in an annoyed tone, "Why are you following me?" She asked.

"Well, for starters, I live a few doors down from you, and second, I need to know exactly where you live for tomorrow," He shrugged.

Yuuki looked at Dabi, her eyes pleasantly surprised. "You live in the city?" She asked, "I figured there were rooms in the bar that you guys stayed in," She murmured.

"Nope, now shut up," Dabi muttered, looking up towards the sky.

Yuuki sighed quietly and kicked at the snow, sending it flying forward. A grin danced onto her lips as she spotted a small pile of snow. Running forward, she kicked the snow, watching it fly into the air, a happy smile leaving her lips.

Turning her head back, she looked at Dabi, who looked towards the sky quickly. She smiled slightly before turning her attention back the the snow.

"Are you bipolar?" Dabi suddenly asked.

"Nope, why?" Yuuki turned to look at Dabi, her brown eyes meeting his blue ones.

"Well, about twenty minutes ago you were angry and throwing a tantrum, not to mention you chugged a quarter of the whiskey bottle. Now you're annoying and childish," Dabi bluntly informed.

Yuuki frowned slightly, "Stop calling me annoying," She requested, "Its just my personality," Yuuki mumbled.

Dabi scoffed, "No, you're personality is shy and you stutter a lot," He retorted, rolling his orbs.

Yuuki felt her stomach tighten up and she lowered her gaze to the floor. Yuuki turned around, shoving her hands deep into her jacket pockets. One thing that Yuuki could tolerate was being called annoying, but she didn't tolerate it for long. She couldn't stand it when people pointed out her constant stuttering.

Yuuki continued the rest of her walk in silence, which she was sure Dabi enjoyed. After a while of walking she spotted the apartment complex and quickened her pace. Yuuki glanced over shoulder to see Dabi a little bit behind her, his eyes on the sky.

Frowning Yuuki carried on walking until she got to the staircase, deciding to wait for Dabi to catch up. Yuuki looked at him, her lips pressed into a thin line from behind the mask she wore. As soon as Dabi approached, he spoke.

"What apartment?" He asked, leading Yuuki up the staircase.

"Thirteen," She replied, dragging her hand up the railing as she walked.

Dabi turned and looked at her, cocking a brow, "Thirteen?" He repeated, "I thought there was like this superstitious thing about the number thirteen," He informed.

"There is, actually!" Yuuki smiled happily, "I think its something about death. Most motels, apartments, or anything of the sorts never really have a room thirteen, so when I learned this one was up for grabs, I took the advantage," Yuuki informed.

Dabi made a grunt like noise before speaking, "I didn't know that," He stated, "I'm Room Seventeen, if you ever need anything," He informed.

Stopping at her door, Yuuki pulled out her keys and nodded her head. After a moment she turned to look at Dabi who was just about to step into his apartment. "H-Hey, Dabi!" She called.

The male looked at her, slightly annoyed from being stopped, "What?" He asked.

"Thanks..for uh, walking with me," Yuuki mumbled, "You didn't have to,"

Dabi looked at her for a moment before disappearing into his apartment. Yuuki began to open her door whenever she felt something hit her. She looked to the ground, spotting a dark jacket that looked pretty long.

"Keep it," Dabi suddenly informed, "The one you're wearing right now looks like it belongs in the trash," He muttered.

Yuuki bent down and picked it up from off the floor, drapping it over her arm with a small smile. "Thank you," She mumbled, cheeks burning in embarrassment as she stepped into her own apartment, welcoming the warmth.