“Perfect,” Dabi sneered with amusement, “how much do you think I could get off?”
“A whole lot,” the inspector replied, “I’d offer them $120 a week then haggle from there.”
Dabi nodded and thumbed his nose before glancing at the real estate agent who had stepped outside by now and was talking in a hushed vexed voice to someone on the phone.
“She knows she in deep shit, yeah?” Dabi asked the inspector.
“I’d say so…” the inspector replied, glancing at her as well.
You walked out of the front room and stopped when you saw both guys giving the agent outside a sly look.
“Dabi?” you called, jerking your head to get him to come over to you.
“Wassup sexy?” he asked as he strolled over with hands in his pockets.
“What are you doing, you suspicious bastard?”
“I’m not doing anything! Swear on my grandma.”
“She’s rolling in her grave right now. I can see it. She’s reaching for her sandal. She’s about to beat your ass for lying on her name.”
Dabi winced and pulled his hand out of his pocket and tenderly rubbed his ass, “yeah, felt that…”
“Now, tell me, what’s happening?”
“We’re about to get this place dirt cheap,” Dabi said with a sexy smirk, “I told you to leave it with me…”
“How bad is this place, though? Like, is it going to fall apart on us?”
“Hope not,” Dabi deadpanned, then quickly let you know it was a joke, “chill, baby, chill, I’m kidding.”
“For real, I’m about to beat your ass,” you growled, “babe, please, don’t buy us anything stupid.”
“This is by far the better place of the three we’ve seen!” he said then looked up over your head out the window, “gimme a second, I’ll be back…”
You looked over your shoulder to see what had piqued his interest and noted with a worried look on your face that he had seen the agent had stopped talking on the phone.
“So,” Dabi said with casual confidence as he walked out and approached her, “we’ll offer $120 a week for this place.”
“$120?!” the agent spluttered, “that’s absurd!”
“No, it ain’t. And you know it,” Dabi replied, giving her a haughty look.
She narrowed her eyes at him a little then turned to call out to the inspector.
“Sir, do you mind if I have a look at what you have written so far?”
The inspector nodded and walked out, handing her the clipboard.
The further she read down the page the more pale she became and the more her jaw clenched and unclenched.
“I just need to make another call, please excuse me,” she said in a soft, defeated voice, calling her boss again.
She walked away as the boss answered the phone and Dabi gave the inspector a snarlingly devious smile.
“Got ’em,” he said lowly.
“It’ll cost a bit to do up,” the inspector replied, “there are a lot of jobs around the place.”
“That’s not our problem though, all we gotta do is write complaints into the landlords and they fix the problems right? Win/win for us.” Dabi said smartly.
Just then the agent reappeared back on scene.
The landlords have decided to sell,” she said numbly.
“Is that so?” Dabi commented sarcastically, “I wonder why.”
“Are you interested in buying the place?” the agent asked.
“Gimme a second,” Dabi said calmly, turning and walking back inside the house to find you, “hey babe,” he called up the stairs.
“Yeah?” you called back, having been standing in the main bedroom trying to visualize where everything would go.
“We’re gonna buy the place,” he shouted.
“We WHAT?!” you hollered back, “we can’t afford to buy!”
“What if we got the parents involved, yours and mine, to go guarantor?” Dabi called again, smiling broadly when you appeared at the top of the stairs.
“I… I don’t know…”
“All we can do is ask? What’d’ya’say?” he called out.
“I say it’s probably gonna be a no but we can ask anyway?”
“Ok,” he said then turned away and walked back out to the inspector and agent while you started slowly descending the stairs.
“How much do they want for the place?” Dabi asked the agent.
“300,000,” she replied quickly.
“Bullshit. Make it $210k,” Dabi shot back.
“I cannot negotiate on their behalf, I will have to put it to them,” she replied professionally.
“You go do that,” Dabi said smuggly, “and give them the inspectors notes as well, I’ll look forward to hearing from you…”
He turned and walked smartly away, heading back inside and leaving the inspector to hand over to the agent what he had written.
“We’re gonna get this place,” Dabi said with lowkey excitement as he grabbed your hand and dragged you down the last two steps into his arms, “let’s go now and talk to my mum, then your folks.”
“Wait, now? You’re sure?” you asked.
“Dead sure. We gotta go.” He started dragging you to the front door, marching with purpose to the verandah then off to the front gate.
“Thank you,” you called to the agent and inspector who were still standing there, “sorry, he’s on a mission!”
“Mum!” Dabi called as he got home and slammed the front door open, “we found a place. We’re gonna buy it but we need you to sign as guarantor.”
“Where is this place?” Rei asked as she walked out of the laundry room and down the hall to the front door.
“Hi Rei,” you said with a smile, “please excuse him.”
Rei smiled and gave you an apologetic wave as she gestured for you to follow her into the kitchen, “no, I should be apologize to you. He’s like a bull at a gate when he gets his mind set on something,” she said.
“The funny thing is- I was the one who was hell bent on getting a place… to RENT… and he was super chill then all of a sudden he’s found a place and we’re gonna BUY it!” you said with surprise.
Rei chuckled as she sat down at the table.
“So?” Dabi asked, completely ignoring you two talking about him as he placed his hands o the table and leaned down on it, focusing on his mum, “can you guarantor?”
“I guess I can, but have you gotten a loan yet? How much is the house? Have you signed paperwork?” Rei asked Dabi.
“It’s a house. I want it. End of story.”
“That’s basically how you got me, you just hung around like a fart until I accepted you,” you teased him.
“You love me,” he replied with a smirk, “now hush, I’m doing business with my ma.”
You crossed your arms with amusement and raised an eyebrow at him.
“Do Y/N’s parents know about this?” Rei asked, looking up at Dabi.
“No, they don’t,” you replied from behind him, “he just came straight here.”
“I’ll have to talk to them then,” Rei said, looking past Dabi to you.