“When’s your next shift?” he asked, “it’s tonight, isn’t it?”
“Oh shit,” you wrenched yourself up and looked around for a clock, “what time is it? I have work at 5:30pm.”
“It’s only early afternoon,” Dabi said, yanking your naked form back down onto his, “calm down. I’m driving you to work tonight anyway.”
“Oh,” you replied with a smile as you lay back down, “are you picking me up after work, too?”
“Yeah. I don’t have work tonight,” he replied, “the girls are resting before their game.”
“Oh, that’s right, the game is this weekend… do you think they’re ready?”
“Yes and no,” Dabi replied, “their weakest- Omawei, has made great progress but their plays as a whole are too easy to read. My left ass cheek could play better than all of them combined.”
“I’m imagining you playing with your ass,” you replied with a laugh.
“Yeah? I’d just pucker all over the court,” he replied with a smirk, “returning those balls with a fart.”
You snorted. “They can’t be that bad can they? Maybe you’re being tough on them.”
“Well I don’t let them sit around playing on their Instagram or whatever the fuck they do.”
“God, you sound so old,” you groaned, “you have Instagram so I don’t know why you’re acting like you’re 50.”
“The last time I posted on insta was more than half a year ago. I could care less about social media.”
“Evidently,” you replied with a chuckle, snuggling into his side a little more and inhaling his scent, “this is what I wanted… this chat. This is nice…”
“Are you sniffing my armpit, freaky deaky?” Dabi asked when he heard you inhale.
“No?!” you snapped, “ok… maybe a little… I dunno, I just breathed in?!”
“You into armpit sex? I’m not here to judge, let’s try it,” he said, rolling over you and pinning you down to the bed.
“No, no, Dabi, NO, don’t touch my aaarrgh~,” you screamed and laughed as he pushed your arms up above your head and buried his mouth against your armpit and blew a raspberry there, making you screech uncontrollably.
The rest of the afternoon slowly ticked by as you and Dabi wrestled, played, had sex again, then got some food before you had a shower and got ready for work.
“Come on sexy, you’re gonna be late!” Dabi called from the front door, the sound of jangling keys coming from his hand.
“I’m coming, I’m coming!” you shouted from the bedroom, grabbing your bag and running for the stairs, “I’m taking so long because I’m sore because someone slammed me into the bed multiple times.” Your smirk on the end of your sentence told Dabi that you were being cheeky and he smacked you on the ass as you passed him to go out the door.
“I have no regrets,” he said with a devious chuckle as he locked the door and you both headed to the car.
He dropped you off on time and you had a quick tongue kiss in the car before you got out to go to work.
“I’m just gonna bum at home then I’ll be back to beat you at shutting the till, and then I’ll bring you home and rail you again,” Dabi said casually as you got out of the car.
“I don’t think so,” you snorted, “if I win, you have to let me peg you.”
“Listen, I’m into kinky shit but I don’t think a dildo up my ass is kinky enough for me… so I’m not even going to entertain the idea,” he said, his turquoise eyes half lidding as he looked at you.
“Shake on it,” you replied, putting your hand out, “you have to shake on it. If I beat you, you have to let me peg you. I wanna try it, you might like it?”
“The thought of it doesn’t thrill me to the core but I’m not a pussy so… ok,” he said with resignation as he leaned over and bumped your fingers through the passenger window.
“You had to shake on it, you dick, not fist bump.”
“I fisted your fingers, so suck my dick,” he replied with his tongue out cheekily.
You poked your tongue back out at him and pulled your bottom eyelid down while stepping back from the car.
“Bye, I’m gonna go practice so I can win for sure,” you said.
“That’s cheating…” he called as you walked off, “OI! CHEATER!” he hollered out his window.
“Fuck off, come at me with your balls tied in bows, princess, I’m ready for you!” you held your hands up in fists, mock fighting the air as he pulled all kinds of faces at you through the front windscreen of the car.
You held your laughter back until you had gotten inside then let it all come spluttering out.
“Is everything ok?” your boss asked you as he rounded the counter and looking at you with concern.
“Everything is the best it’s been for a long time,” you said with a smiling, radiating face.
He gave you a quizzical look. “I’m sorry. I overheard your conversation just now with your boyfriend and it didn’t sound at all friendly to me…”
“If we’re calling each other names like that… then everything is perfect. It’s when we’re not talking at all, or we’re being normal, that’s when things are bad.”
He shook his head in confusion and you took the chance to slip past him to put your things away in the locker before starting work.
The shift went super quick and most people (your regulars) commented that you looked really happy… almost glowing… and you felt it, your really did.
Things with Dabi were so much better. You felt connected to him again, you were mucking around like you used to… and you loved it.
On the stroke of 10pm Dabi came wandering into the shop and flicked his hoodie up over his head then turned and walked down one of the aisles nearest the door.
You smirked and crossed your arms across your chest, watching him.
“Oi,” you called out threateningly, “you’d better not be here to cause trouble…”
“Heh,” he chuckled, turning the corner at the back of the aisle and walking calmly back up towards you with his hoodie still hanging low over his face, “and what if I am here to cause trouble…”
“Well you’ll have me to contend with,” you said in a threateningly playful voice, still with arms crossed across your chest.
He walked up to you and placed his hands on the counter, then looked up, his eyes burning into you even from within the darkness of the hoodie and you put your hands on the counter as well and stared him down.
“What’cha gonna do now, you kinky bastard?” you teased him.
Quick as a flash he sprung up and hopped over the counter board, pinning you to the back wall as his lips crashed into yours.