You nodded, giving her permission to call your parents while Dabi straightened up from the table and crossed his arms across his chest.
“Let me talk to them too,” he demanded confidently.
“No, don’t,” you interjected quickly, looking at Rei, “I don’t trust him as far as I could kick him.”
“You say that a lot,” Dabi replied to you, “but you’ve never tried to kick me so how would you know how far you could get me to go? what if I run as well? There have been no rule regarding running once kicked.”
“I—,” you went to say something then stopped, “that’s actually a good point… ok, but just don’t say anything stupid.”
“Me?” he asked, pointing to himself.
“I’ll do the talking first,” Rei said as she stood up then walked off to get her phone so you could all have a consultation with your parents as well.
She returned a moment later and you all took a seat around the kitchen table as she rang your mum’s phone and put it on loudspeaker.
“Hello, [mother’s first name] speaking?” your mum greeted.
“My favourite mother in law,” Dabi said loudly.
“Stop it,” you hissed across the table at him.
“Hello?” your mum asked.
“Hi [mother’s name],” Rei said happily, “I’ve got two very excited children here—,”
“Children?” Dabi queried with a little scoff.
“Shhh!” you hushed him.
“— who want to talk to us about going guarantor for a home they’ve found,” Rei said.
“Guarantor? I thought they were going to rent?” your mum asked.
“Umm, we were going to rent, that is true…” you said quickly, “but we think we can get this place… and then we’ll be set for life.”
“How much is it? Where is it? Can we see it?” your mum asked, “I’d like to see it before we sign our lives away…”
“Dramatic, but ok?” you thought resisting the urge to do an eyeroll.
“Happy to let you have a walk through,” Dabi said with a confident smirk, crossing his arms across his chest and leaning back on the chair, “when are you available?”
You looked at him with surprise, “who the fuck is this confident, smug, professional sounding Dabi and does he not realize the house still needs a lot of work??”
He saw the look on your face and winked at you from across the table, his turquoise eyes gleaming with some kind of sexy power that made your heart fall over and roll sideways then fall into your stomach.
“Ugh, such a daddy,” you groaned internally as he continued to watch you like you were his prey.
“Well… we could come and have a look at it tomorrow afternoon if that suits?” your mum said.
Rei nodded in agreement, “I’ll be free then as well so we can all attend.”
“Done,” Dabi announced, uncrossing his arms and tapping the table as if to signal that it was final, “tomorrow afternoon at [address], see you there.”
The conversation wrapped up and you just sat there looking at him.
“How is he so sure about this? Where are we going to get the money? Does he have a savings account?”
You waited until Rei had left the kitchen and then you asked the burning question.
“Hey,” you called across to him with a head jerk, “where are you getting the money for this house from?”
“There’s something I haven’t told you yet, and I haven’t asked mum yet, but we’ll have enough for the deposit.”
“You didn’t kill anyone did you? Do a hit man job then duck with the cash?” you asked, half joking/half serious.
“No. But we got compensated for the drama with my old man,” Dabi replied with a smirk, “I’m gonna ask for my share for the house.”
“Wow… ok, didn’t know you got paid.”
“Well… I didn’t get paid because mum got the money sent straight to her account BUT now that I’m a legal adult I can ask for my share because I went through that hell as well… I deserve to get some of it.”
“It makes sense to me,” you replied, “I don’t think your mum would have an issue giving you a share?”
“Yeah, especially if it’s going into a house. She probably kept it from me for fear of me spending it on alcohol and shit,” he replied as he scratched his head and leaned back on the chair, “but I’m the model adult now.”
“You are an overgrown child,” you retorted.
“Oh ho? Do I need to drop my pants to remind you that I am no child,” he leered, licking his bottom lip and gazing at you hungrily.
You coughed and looked away.
“Meh, it’s not that impressive,” you lied.
“I’ll have you sleep talking about it the next time I get between your thighs,” he leered.
“Shhhhh!” you gasped, mortified, “your mum will hear you!”
He chuckled loudly, a lopsided grin on his face, “I have no shame, remember?”
Saying you were nervous was a massive understatement. You were stiff as stone as you walked mechanically beside Dabi up to the front doors of the house in question, waiting for your parents and Rei to arrive.
“What if they don’t like the place?” you whispered to him.
“Don’t care,” he replied with a shrug, looking out from the verandah for their cars to arrive.
“But you need to care! If they don’t like the place then they won’t sign as guarantor!” you wailed.
“Baby,” he said lowly as he turned to you and grabbed your chin in his hand, “look at me.”
You stopped your fretting and looked up into his smooth gaze.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“No,” you replied cheekily.
“I can sell ice to the Eskimo’s,” he replied, “I’m a smooth talker. We’re getting this place.”
You yanked his hand from your chin and lunged at him, cuddling him so hard it nearly bust his ribcage.
“Woah, cuddle kink much?” he teased.
“Shut up. Let me love you,” you mumbled into him, then screamed, “I fucking love you, ok?” you yelled as you yanked your head back and looked up at him, “I’m so fucking in love with you right now I just cannot!”
Dabi laughed and ruffled your hair, “I love you more, baby,” he said with a gentle look in his eye, “I just want us to be happy and have our own place.”
Before you could reply your parents and Rei showed up and you let go of him and smiled at them.
“I don’t know how this is going to work but I do trust Dabi. And if he says we’re getting it. Then we’re getting it.”