After cuddling for a little bit, and chatting about the games earlier, you got up to order pizza and then spent the night binging anime in your underwear.
A few days passed, and you were at college one afternoon when Dabi was called to the head office over the loud speaker.
“What did you do?” you asked him as he stood up from beside you and started walking to the office.
“I don’t know? That’s why I’m going there to find out? As far as I know I’ve done nothing wrong,” he said, “I got nothing to hide.”
“Did you try and log into pornhub on the college computer?” you teased him.
“Nah. I don’t need pornhub, I have you,” he called back, a little too loudly.
You hung your head with embarrassment and covered your face so that no one could see you while you prayed for the ground to swallow you up.
Dabi disappeared off down the hall towards the principals office and stopped at the door when he got there.
“Yes?” the receptionist asked as she curiously opened the door to him.
“Got called in to see the principal?” he asked curiously.
“One moment, please,” she said, closing the door and talking to someone else there before opening it again, “please come in Mr Todoroki.”
Dabi cringed at his formal name.
He entered and was ushered into the principal’s room where an older man was waiting for him.
“Come in, Mr Todoroki, or do you prefer your first name?”
“First name,” Dabi said quickly, “what am I here for?” he then asked, wanting to cut to the chase as quickly as possible.
“Well, Dabi, I would like to ask you a few questions regarding the tournament that you and your partner won just recently, it certainly appears that we have your name on our records but we can’t find a Mr Gee Spotbanger… unfortunately.”
“Oh?” Dabi asked curiously, biting the inside of his mouth to stop from grinning or laughing.
“Yes. You see, we can’t give you the prize money unless we can verify that both you and your partner are students here and it appears that Gee Spotbanger, is a fake name. Could you please tell me the real name of your partner?”
“So there’s no, Gee Spotbanger, on your students list?” Dabi asked again, stalling for time.
“Yes. I am sure. We have checked multiple times and each time have not been able to locate that name.”
“Would you like to meet Gee? He is here on campus,” Dabi said, “I can bring him in.”
“Oh?” the principal asked with surprise, “yes, if he is here then I’d definitely like to meet him…”
“Gimme a sec,” Dabi replied, turning and leaving the office.
He smirked to himself as he left and held his head high as he walked back to where he had left you.
“Oi, Gee Spotbanger,” he called to you just as you took another sip of your drink- and immediately choked on it.
“Fuck, can you not?” you shot at him, after swallowing quickly- only just managing to not wear the drink.
“Principal wants to meet Gee Spotbanger…”
“Did you say no?”
“I said yes.”
“Because if I don’t bring you in then we don’t get the prize money?” he replied calmly.
“Fuck. Well I can’t go in there like this it’s pretty damn obvious that I’m not a dude.” You stood up and looked around as if trying to visibly look for a reason to not go into the principals office instead.
“So what do you wanna do?” he asked, calmly again, “we don’t get the prize money unless you get dressed up and go in, but even then they might interrogate you and it’ll come out eventually that you’re you and not Gee Spotba—,”
“Ok!” you snapped, “you know what? Fuck it, I’m gonna go in there and tell them off, they can’t stop women from playing that’s sexist.”
And with that boost of confidence, you marched past him and down to the principal’s office with him following behind you with an amused smirk on his face.
You were well and truly fired up as you knocked on the door and the receptionist asked the reason for your visit so you gave her a very brief and vague answer then waited for the principal to call you in.
“Sir,” you said abruptly as you entered his office once you had been allowed to enter, “I want to talk to you about the sexist tournament that you had running.”
“I’m sorry?” the principal asked.
“The male only teams for the volleyball tournament.”
“May I ask why this concerns you?” he asked.
“Well… I’m… I’m actually Dabi’s partner. I played in that tournament but I didn’t think it was fair that it had to be male partners only game.”
“You masqueraded as Dabi’s male partner? Gee Spotba—,”
“Yes. Him. Can we not say the name out loud ever again,” you said with firm irritation.
“Young lady, you have breeched the rules of the game and so you and Dabi will be disqualified,” he said sternly.
“But you didn’t even let any females play and that’s not fair,” you replied with furrowed brows.
“Next month we are having the womens only plays,” the principal replied, “we have not yet received funds to have a mixed team but we do plan to have that in the future as well so if you had been patient, and read the message board for future events, you would have seen that the women on this campus would have their turn at tryouts very soon.”
If you could have been non existent right there and then that would have been just wonderful but, unfortunately, you weren’t so lucky, and had to wear your embarrassment out in the open while the principal gave you and Dabi a dressing down about cheating and all of the disciplinary actions that it will cost you, and by the end of the hour you were ready to skip class and call it a day but skipping class now would end in a termination of your college attendance so you had no choice but to attend.
On the way home after class, you apologized to Dabi.
“Hey,” you said softly, “I’m sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused you I can’t do anything right.”
“Yeah, you’ve fucked up a lot,” he replied, looking ahead down the road as he drove.
You felt almost sick to your stomach and tears slipped down your cheeks as you hung your head.
“First, you turned up and fucked up my job…” he started, making you feel even worse, “but then you also got me out of a stupid situation…”
You looked at him and wiped your eyes.
“Then, we kicked ass on court, and I don’t care that we didn’t get the money. We were a bomb ass team,” he smirked across at you and reached over to wipe your cheek free of your tears.