Once again he left you a little hot, bothered and speechless and you blushed as you averted your eyes from his hypnotic turquoise ones.
He smirked as he let you go.
“Let’s go.” He said as he held out his arm for you to hold.
“I’m fine.” You retorted.
“It wasn’t a suggestion.” He said as he looked down at you.
Still blushing you looked away as you reached out and held onto his arm.
“Fine.” You muttered.
He pulled you closer so he could help support your weight and you left for the night.
It was a short walk to the bus station and not much was said as you walked.
“Fuck this is so awkward.” You wailed internally, “why did I agree to this?!”
“We’re going to [restaurant that you really like]” Dabi suddenly said causally.
“I love that place!” You gasped in surprise, looking up at him as you walk/limped beside him.
“I know.” Dabi replied with a lopsided smirk as he glanced at you from the corner of his eye, “why do you think I chose it.”
You studied his side profile for a bit, curiously, before he turned his head to look down at you, raising an eyebrow at you as he did so.
You quickly looked away.
“W-well good choice.” You mumbled.
“Like I’ve said before, it’s my duty to look after you.” He responded dryly.
“How did you know I liked that restaurant?” You asked, changing the subject slightly to avoid getting flustered again.
“I have my ways.” Dabi said slyly, “Nah… I overheard you talking to another classmate about it.”
“Maybe I should talk about the things I like more often then.” You replied cheekily.
“Mmmm.” Dabi hummed with amusement. “Maybe you should.”
Just then the bus arrived and you both hopped on. It was peak hour and people were crammed onto the bus, all making their way home after a long day at work.
Dabi hopped on first and pulled you in behind him, making sure to keep a tight hold of your hand so he could feel if you were going to fall, should the bus lurch; and hopefully turn around in time to catch you.
He pulled you over to the side of the bus where there was a standing room only section and turned you so you were, back first, up against the bus wall.
“Why am I always placed up against the wall?!” You joked. “You’re a kabedon whore.”
He smirked and caged you in with his arms and body.
“Now it’s a kabedon.” He replied mischievously. “Plus it’s the safest place for you to be in, with my arms either side of you.”
Your heart skipped 5 beats and then started pounding as you blushed and looked away.
“Don’t pretend like you don’t feel protected with me.” Dabi added lowly as he bent his head down to your ear.
Your body heated up immediately and that familiar tingling feeling invaded your core.
Were you starting to fall for Dabi?
The bus swayed as it turned a corner and reflexively you reached out and grabbed onto Dabi’s shirt.
He took one arm off the bus wall (A/N: I KNOW IT’S NOT CALLED A WALL BUT MY BRAIN FART IS A REAL AND TERRIFYING THING AND I CAN’T REMEMBER THE CORRECT WORD SOMEONE HELP ME I’M DYING OMG!) and tucked it between the wall and your back, pulling your body against his.
You bit your lip and kept your head turned away from him so he couldn’t see how red your face was.
“This bitch is TOO DAMN CLOSE!” Your brain screamed at you.
A few minutes later you were at your stop and the door opened.
Dabi helped you out of the bus and to the restaurant and you tried not to look too excited when you started thinking about the dish you were going to eat.
“Know what you want, pet?” Dabi asked as he sat down and skimmed over the menu.
“Bitch, I BEEN KNEW, before I even got here, what I was gonna have.” You said confidently.
“Good girl.” He praised lowly as he glossed over the menu.
“Why the fuck do I like it so much when he says that?!” You thought with annoyance.
Dabi glanced up at you.
“Something wrong?” He asked.
“No.” You snapped back at him. “So why are we here anyway? Why the sudden need to go to dinner?”
“You’re treating me for saving your ass remember?” He said as he shut the menu book and placed it on the table leaning back with one arm draped over the back of the chair as he watched you calmly with those turquoise eyes.
“Yeah well… yes?… but you bought this up before I got chased down the street and threw myself down some stairs to get away from the personification of the coronavirus.” You said bluntly, crossing your arms and leaning back in your seat.
“What the fuck is the coronavirus?” Dabi asked.
“Nevermind.” You sighed. “So… why dinner?”
“I’m curious.” Dabi said with a shrug as he looked away nonchalantly.
“About?” You asked with a raised eyebrow.
“You.” He said causally as he looked back at you, his turquoise eyes locking you in place.
You felt the heat rising in your face but before you could say anything, the waitress turned up to take your order.
Dabi ordered, then it was your turn, and you tried to sound as casual as possible as you told the waitress what you wanted but the fact that Dabi was now focused on you again after ordering his meal was making the butterflies in your stomach go mad.
After the waitress left you cleared your throat.
“What is it about me that has you curious?” You asked while looking away, trying to act uninterested.
“You’re not like the other girls I’ve met.” Dabi said frankly, his smoldering eyes eating into your side profile.
“Oh please that’s such a cop out line.” You laughed as you looked back at him.
“I’m being serious.” He said bluntly. “You don’t give a shit about anyone unless it’s someone you care about. Everyone else can get fucked.”
“Well yeah but aren’t you the same?” You shot back.
“No.” He said bluntly.
“Don’t lie, you burnt nugget, what about that time you gave me money for my sandwich when I dropped it in the dirt and the other time; when you saved me?” Then you paused… “Shit…” you thought when you realized what you had just said. “Does…. he actually care about me?”
Dabi looked you over for a moment without replying.
“Yeah… I like you Y/N, I care about you.” He said plainly.
Your eyes widened and your mouth ran dry.
“Is this a confession?”
“That’s what you’d like me to say isn’t it?” He continued deviously with a smirk.
“You’re an ass.” You deadpanned.
He chuckled deeply.
The rest of the night went well and conversation was slowly getting easier. Topics were light but hey, it was a start.
“It’s getting late, I need to get you home.” Dabi said after you two had finished dessert.