There were 3 girls standing along the rails, admiring your man and making comments about how much they wanted him to take them and rip their panties off and you got more and more riled by their careless words.
“It’s ok, Y/N, just breathe they’re probably all virgins who wouldn’t be able to take a pounding from Dabi anyway.” You smirked.
“Hey sexy!” The girl on the end hollered down to Dabi as he ran back to grab a stray ball.
Hearing a voice directly overhead he looked up.
“Fuuuuuck! His eyes! oh my god.” She squealed as he made eye contact with her. “Be my baby daddy, Dabi!!” She cried with wonton lust.
You stiffened. What would he do? The Dabi you remembered from ages ago would have thrown a very suggestive line back but would he say something different this time.
“Already got a baby mumma, sweetheart, go chase another piece of ass.” He replied flippantly as he turned back to the court.
“Oh my goooodddd!!” You cackled internally, looking at the dark look on the girls face. “That was perfection! In your FACE bitch!”
“Did he say he already had someone?” The deflated girl asked her friend beside her.
“Yeah, I heard he was kickin’ it with some whore, don’t sweat it, babes, she’ll be dumped in no time then you can try your luck with him.”
It was right then that you hit your limit.
“Oi.” You said loudly, all 3 girls turning their heads to look at you.”that’s my man and ME you’re taking about.”
“Oh shit.” The girl furtherest from you whispered almost under her breath.
You smirked. “You wanna square up or what?”
You were in the mood for a fight, these girls had been running their mouths freely and you wanted to plug it with your foot, or fist or chair maybe? You weren’t fussed.
“Ohhh, you offended, bitch? You know why you’re salty? It’s coz you know we could collectively ride his dick better than you can.” The middle girl replied.
You lost it.
Without warning you lunged at the closest girl, knocking her into the other two as you used her as a crash mat.
They all screamed pitifully as you wrestled with the girl you had just landed on, trying to get to the middle chick.
“SAY IT AGAIN BITCH I DARE YOU!” You screamed as you rained punch after punch onto her.
Suddenly strong arms grabbed you and pulled you off.
“Cool it, baby, cool it, it’s ok.” A deep familiar voice said lowly as their lips brushed your ear. “These bitches ain’t worth it.”
You were seething, teeth gritted together as you strained against your detainer.
“Come on, let’s get away for a bit.” The voice said again and you finally tore your death stare away from the girls on the floor and looked back to see who it was that held you.
It was Dabi.
You turned and locked lips with him in a passionate kiss, flicking the girls the middle finger as you made out right in front of them.
“Sit on THAT and rotate.” You growled as you turned and marched off, dragging Dabi behind you.
“Hey, woah, what happened back there?” He asked with a half chuckle. “All I saw was you were sitting there one minute and then the girls were screaming the next and you were gone!”
“That’s because I jumped their bitch asses.” You snarled.
“Why?! What did they say?!”
“They were the ones who were calling out to you before, stuff about them wanting you to be their baby daddy etc…”
“Did it really get to you that much?” He asked curiously as you continued to drag him along.
“Well yeah?! You should have heard the other stuff they said! Then they called me a whore.”
“Well that definitely hit the last nail in the coffin for them didn’t it?” He laughed. “But, Y/N, this is the first time I’ve really ever seen you get this protective?”
You slowed your march slightly. “Yeah… well… I…”
“Do you like me that much, baby?” He asked as he tugged on your arm and spun you up against the wall, boxing you in with his arms.
“Yes?” You pouted, averting your eyes, “I was happy when you called me your baby mumma…I don’t want you to be with anyone else.”
Dabi smirked, his eyes shifting focus from your left eye to your right eye.
“Good.” He said lowly as he leaned in and kissed you tenderly on the lips. “I have a game now, so you be a good girl and watch me win then I want to talk to you Seriously about something.”
“Well…I have something to talk to you about too…” you replied, staring back into his gorgeous iridescent eyes.
He cocked his head slightly as if asking you to continue but you remained tight lipped.
“Ok, cutie.” He chuckled. “Keep your secrets, we’ll chat after the game.” He said, pushing off the wall and pulling you into himself. “And stay away from those girls! But I’m pretty sure they’ve been escorted out. I told Kuroo to make sure they’d be taken away.”
You smiled. “Thanks babe.”
You both headed back to the stands, hand in hand, to watch him play. He gave you another kiss as you walked up the stairs and you wished him good luck.
“I have you, baby, I don’t need luck.” He replied confidently with a wink.
You grinned. “I love you, Dabi.”
“Love you more my MMA fighter, now get your sexy ass up in those stands and scream my name like I’m hittin’ it from behind.”
“Yes, daddy.” You replied coyly as you sauntered up the stairs, looking back at him with erotic suggestion in your eyes.
“Fuck…Y/N, that’s not fair! I can’t play with a boner.” He groaned.
“Your problem not mine!” You replied cheekily as you turned and skipped up the stairs.
He smirked before heading back into the court section.
The game started and you took a seat. The girls, as promised, had been escorted from the building.
“GO, BABY!” You screamed as Dabi fist bumped a few of his teammates and settled into a relaxed yet alert stance.
He glanced up and winked at you.
“God he’s just too hot!” You groaned internally as you bit your bottom lip.
The game started and Nekoma was off to a flying start, Dabi keeping a sharp eye on any stray balls and saved a number of them, sending them back to the other side of the net by himself or setting up some fantastic shots for their spiker.