Hacking The Hacker *Dabi x OC*

Five

Yuuki awoke with a start, sweat rolling off the sides of her head as she sat upright on the comfortable bed. Yuuki quickly looked around the dark room before leaning over and turning on the lamp.

A deep sigh left her lips as she kicked the blankets off her legs and swung her legs over the side of her bed before casting a glance at the clock. It was five in the morning. Frowning at the newfound fact, Yuuki stood to her feet and walked into the living room, shivering at the slight chill that had developed over the last few hours.

Absentmindly, Yuuki reached for the small, burnt orange bowl, trying to grab her phone only for her hand to hit the keys to her apartment and mailbox. Yuuki frowned, remembering Dabi had shattered her phone.

Scoffing, Yuuki pulled away and walked over to her couch, pulling open her laptop. Seven unread messages and two missed video calls. All of them were from her closest friend, Ume. Yuuki ran a hand through her hair as she typed a quick message to her friend, coming up with a quick lie about her ignorance.

A few hours later, Yuuki glanced up from where she laid on the couch, and a knocking sounded on the door. Scowling slightly, Yuuki set her computer on the coffee table and quickly made her way towards the door. She didn't bother looking through the peephole and pulled open the door, immediately seeing Dabi.

Yuuki tilted her head, "Is it already time to go?" She asked, voicing her confusion as she looked at the blue eyed man.

Dabi only shook his head in response and handed her a medium sized box, "Its a new phone," He informed, "To replace the one I broke,"

Yuuki hesitantly took it from his hands and opened the lid, smiling softly as she spotted the phone laying in the box. Looking back up, Yuuki happily smiled, "Apology accepted!" She grinned.

For a millisecond, Dabi's eyes widened, and then he scowled, "Its not an apology, you persistant brat," He snapped, defensively folding his arms over his chest.

Yuuki grinned slightly, "Sure its not," She teased, smiling, "First the jacket, which is actually more comfortable than I thought, and then this,"

Dabi scoffed amd glared at Yuuki as she spoke, "I have to say, Dabi, you might be getting soft," She grinned.

Dabi rolled his eyes, "Shut up," He muttered, finally getting a good look at Yuuki.

A slight smirk grew on his lips as his gaze landed on Yuuki's exposed legs, and then back up to her face. It was in that exact moment where Yuuki realized she hadn't even put her mouth guard back on, and due to being pantless, and jacketless, all of her scars and imperfections were out in the open.

With red cheeks, Yuuki turned, about the go get completely dressed when she felt a strong hand wrap around her wrist. Turning around, Yuuki met Dabi's gaze and she stiffened slightly, feeling uncomfortable.

"Don't worry about it," Dabi stated, "No need to be shy about it, afterall," He leaned closer towards Yuuki with a deep grin on his lips, "Maybe I'll get to see a bit more after we deal with this job,"

Yuuki's eyes flew wide open and with her free hand, moved to slam her palm against Dabi's cheek. Dabi caught her wrist quickly and chuckled, "Relax, I was joking," He informed, "But you don't have to change until later on tonight," He stated.

"You pervert!" Yuuki snapped, pulling her arms away from him and stalking over to her couch and plopping down on top of the softness, Dabi copying her actions.

After a moment, Yuuki spoke up, "Can we play a game?" She asked curiously.

Raising a brow, Dabi looked at Yuuki for a good moment before shaking his head, "No," He informed.

Yuuki frowned at his response and shifted to where she was on her knees and facing him, "Come on, Dabi, please," She whined.

Dabi scowled slightly as she continuously begged him, and he finally cracked. "Fine! We can play whatever game you have!" He exclaimed, thoroughly annoyed.

Yuuki smiled brightly and happily wrapped her arms around Dabi's body to show her excitement. Dabi immediately tensed at the contact, and attempt to push her off, but it didn't work.

Once Yuuki released him from her grasp, she pulled away and settled into a cross legged position, stuffing her arms in the gap to keep her..area hidden, to give her some dignity. "Its called 21 Questions," She informed smiling.

Dabi looked at her before sighing, "Is that where we ask each other twenty one questions?" He asked.

"So you're familiar with it," Yuuki smiled at him, "But yeah,"

"Fine," Dabi mumbled, remaining silent for a second before speaking, "First question: You should have millions of dollars by now..so why do you live in this shithole?" He asked.

"Because most of the money I steal gets sent to each of my immediate family. I only keep about fifty dollars,"  Yuuki quickly explained, "Do you know of Stain?" She asked.

"Yes, I admire him," Dabi informed with little hesitation, "Why do you only keep fifty dollars and give the rest to your family? You're the one who works for it,"