Completely unfazed by just how gay they sounded, the boys both picked their bags up and left together, leaving behind them a very confused team.
“They’re not really… are they?” One guy asked serious, to a teammate, earning himself a smack on the back.
“Of course not, you idiot, do you even know them? They fuck around like that all the time but I know for a fact that Dabi is obsessed with his girl and her only.”
“Yeah. They’ve been together since highschool,” another piped up.
“He told me that he taught her how to fuck and then he got addicted,” another chimed in.
“All of that doesn’t surprise me,” the first guy said with a chuckle and a sigh, “he sounds like he was a bit of a dick in school but I dunno… he seems a little more mature now.”
“Nah, not mature,” the second guy added as he picked up a volleyball and spun it on his finger, “just… more protective and dependable.”
“Yeah, that’s it,” the first said, “I wish them all happiness though. Especially with their little girl.”
“When I find myself a girl, I’m gonna strive for the same relationship Dabi and his girl have,” the third said.
“First you gotta find a girl, you ugly bastard,” the second teased him.
“Shut up, ears, like you’re any better looking than I am,” the offended team mate retaliated.
“Ok, ok,” the first interjected, “let’s practice.”
“Got any ideas on what type of ring she wants?” Fueji asked Dabi as they stepped into the jewelry place in their blue flames gym gear looking hot as fuck.
“Mmmm,” Dabi hummed, looking around at the rings.
“Hi, can I help you?” a young girl asked, giving her best smile as she approached the guys.
“Looking for rings for him and his girl,” Fueji said, pointing at Dabi.
“And for you?” she asked him.
“Nah… I’m single,” he said with a small chuckle.
She smiled bashfully and reached for her hair to twist it around her finger as she gave him a flirtatious look.
“Ok, well, let me show you what we have,” she said, paying more attention to Fueji as she led them to the cabinets at the back and started to explain the rings, the cuts, the different stones or gems you could have put in them, and a few other things.
Dabi listened carefully and looked over the rings but none stood out for him so she moved on to the next cabinet.
“That one looks nice,” Fueji said to Dabi, pointing to a matching ring set in the glass window.
Dabi hummed with uncertainty. He was looking for something specific but he just didn’t know how to describe it properly so was wanting to see if they had something already in store.
“I like that one,” the shop assistant said to Fueji, “you have good taste in rings. My ex never got me anything nice.”
“Well your ex is a fool,” Fueji scoffed, “you deserve to have pretty rings and anything else you like.”
This made the girl blush and she giggled shyly then looked away to hide her smile.
Dabi could see what was going on between these two and was going to say something about the placing smelling like hormones but was more interested in finding your rings than anything else so held his tongue.
“You got anything in [your favourite style]?” Dabi asked the girl.
“Uh…” She looked from Fueji to him, “oh! Yes, come with me…”
Fueji followed closely behind her, and Dabi sauntered on after him.
“You’re good at your job,” Fueji flirted when she stopped in front of the next cabinet.
“Oh, I’ve been here for like… 1 year now so I know what I’m doing,” she said shyly, blushing and giggling and shit while pushing her arms behind her so that it popped her boobs out more.
“Yo. Can you like, show me the rings and I’ll buy them then you two can fuck in the store room?” Dabi deadpanned, unable to take their flirting any more.
The poor girl flushed red with embarrassment and Fueji scoffed.
“Don’t mind my boyfriend,” he snickered, shooting Dabi a look, “he’s just jealous.”
“Yeah. Jealous. Now can I please having a matching set that is revolving around [he then described the type of ring you liked, then something that would suit for him to wear too].” He explained.
The girl nodded with her head down and gingerly pointed to something close by.
“Well this is close to what you described if you wanted to have a closer look?” She asked with her head down still down, seemingly quite embarrassed by Dabi’s off handed comment and couldn’t make eye contact with either of them now, which made Fueji scramble for something to say that would make her feel better.
“Thanks,” Dabi grunted as he crouched a little to have a closer look at the rings.
“Don’t mind him,” Fueji said in a calming voice to her, giving her a gentle smile, “but uh, forgive me for being too forward, but instead of fucking in the storeroom… can I take you out for dinner or a coffee sometime?”
Her eyes shot up and met his and he grinned and ran a hand through his hair to ruffle it a bit.
“Sorry… I just didn’t want to pass this opportunity up,” he said, feigning a little shyness.
“N-no, it’s fine, it’s totally fine, yeah, let’s get coffee, my name is Susa.”
“Hanta,” he said with a smirk and extended his hand to hers- presumably for her to shake.
She took his hand and he held it lightly before turning the back of her hand up and bending his head down to give her hand a kiss.
Surprised by such a move she didn’t know what to do so giggled instead while he let it go and then told her he was looking forward to their next meeting.
“Can I get your number or insta?” he asked.
“Oh sure, hit me up on insta,” she said, waiting for him to pull his phone out before the pair spent some time finding her account for him to friend.
“Now that you two are done, I’ll get these rings,” Dabi said in a dead voice.
“Don’t be jealous that I have a smoking hot date and you don’t,” Fueji teased.
“I got something better. I got two girls at home and I’m about to make one of them my wife, and the other a flower girl.” He smirked at his friend and waited for the assistant to open the cabinet, which she was all too happy to do now that her and Fueji had made plans.