Not only did she think Dabi was hot, she also respected him, looked up to him.
He was amazing, confident, knew what he wanted in life, and on top of that, he was kind enough to pay her attention and help her.
She smiled to herself as she entered her house that night.
“I kinda like the thought of people thinking I’m with Dabi.” She walked up the stairs to her room and dropped her bag down, allowing herself to imagine him as her boyfriend as she flopped down on her bed.
Tuesday, you had work, and so did Dabi, so you left from the college grounds to go to your job and you assumed that he had gone to his too…
But little did you know, he had skipped his last lot of classes to go back to Nekoma to see his boys again.
Things still weren’t good between you two- with a lot of tension still hanging in the air.
“I hate this…” you thought as you walked the last little bit to work, putting a hand on the door to the store and pushing it open, “we don’t even talk anymore…”
Plastering a pleasant look on your face, you gave your boss a smile as you stepped in and then put your bag away to start work.
Dabi strolled down the street, making his way back to his old high school and paused as he entered the gates, his mind being flooded with so much nostalgia.
He took a long breath in through his nostrils and reached back to his hoodie, pulling it up over his head and dropping the rim of it low over his face as he walked across the gate runners.
Muscle memory kicked in and he walked straight towards the gym, his ears picking up the telltale sound of squeaking shoes on the volleyball court, mixed with the sound of balls being smacked and calls from the players.
He grinned to himself and made his way to the side door and let himself in quietly, sliding along the side wall and watching from under his hoodie.
He was so focused on the game that he didn’t see a girl from the sidelines watching him. Wanting to get a better look, he sauntered to the back wall and leaned up against it with hands in pockets.
Soon a break was called and he waited until Kuroo had stepped off the court.
“Oi,” he called sharply to ravenette, who had lifted his shirt up to wipe his brow of the sweat.
Kuroo’s body stiffened when he heard the voice and looked back over his shoulder to see who had called him- then smirked.
“Oho ho ho, you decided to sneak in, captain,” he teased, turning to make his way over to his ex-captain.
Dabi gave Kuroo a lopsided smirk and pushed off the wall then took has hand from his pocket to slap palms with Kuroo as a greeting.
“I wasn’t expecting you to sneak in,” Kuroo said, “your mouth usually enters before you do.”
“I’m a changed man,” Dabi replied dryly, pushing his hoodie off to reveal his black spikey hair.
“Doubt it,” Kuroo teased before turning to his teammates and calling them over to introduce the guy, “team, this is last years captain… Dabi.”
The team gave a polite greeting to Kuroo’s senior and Dabi smirked.
“Got them on a tight leash, Kuroo, they seem like well-behaved guys.”
“Much more than you were, yes,” Kuroo replied, “it was us that had to keep you in line.”
“Suffering from long term memory loss, Kuroo?” Dabi teased, “one too many balls to the head.”
“You can blame Lev for that,” Yaku jeered.
“What? What have I done?” Lev asked, not quite following the conversation.
A smattering of giggles and chuckles coursed through the team and Kuroo smirked.
As the team were still laughing, Kuroo looked over his shoulder at someone, then looked back at Dabi before letting his eyes wander back to that someone again.
“Got someone I want you to meet too,” Kuroo said to the ravenette, his amber eyes never leaving someone sitting along the wall as he spoke to Dabi
Dabi’s turquoise eyes followed Kuroo’s gaze and landed on a girl sitting on the side bench. She was giving Kuroo a shy look, her eyes flicking to Dabi’s and then back to Kuroo’s.
Kuroo turned and started walking over to the girl so Dabi followed suit and the girl stood up and brushed the palms of her hands on the sides of her school skirt nervously.
“Uh… hey,” she greeted sheepishly once Dabi had gotten close enough for a greeting, “I’m…”
“—short stack… or girlfriend,” Kuroo quickly interjected before she could say her name.
“Kuroo better be treating you well,” Dabi said to the girl, giving his ex-teammate a look.
“If you say ‘because if he’s not then I’ll do it for him’ I’ll knock you one,” Kuroo threatened lightly with a smirk.
Dabi let out a low chuckle. “You know me too well, Kuroo.” He replied in a cheeky voice, then looked back to Kuroo’s girlfriend, “nice to meet you.”
“What?” Kuroo asked with surprise, “no passes at her?”
“You’re right here,” Dabi replied with a smirk, “I do my flirting in private, or would you like me to make a pass at her with you present?”
“I feel like it’s a rites of passage. I’ll know you approve of my girl of you make a pass at her,” Kuroo replied with a smirk.
Dabi looked at Kuroo’s girl, his turquoise eyes slowly detailing from her face, down her body then back up again and he nodded approvingly.
“Reminds me of my missus,” he said lowly.
The poor girl looked a little flustered and she looked at her boyfriend for help.
“Uh… Kuroo?” she asked, “mind knocking this creep out for me? I don’t want to get my hands dirty.”
“Smart mouth too,” Dabi commented.
Kuroo grinned. “She only has eyes for me. Sorry Dabi.”
Dabi smirked as he looked at Kuroo’s girlfriend again. “Good. Keep it that way.” There was a pause before Dabi spoke to the girl again. “Keeping my vice in line, are you?”
“As much as humanly possible,” the shorter female replied with a tired sound to her voice.
“She’s tired of trying to keep up with me because she’s so short,” Kuroo quipped, immediately getting a rise out of his girlfriend who promptly tried to kick him from where she was standing but missed and he let out his uncontrolled laugh as Dabi watched on with amusement.