♡ This post is on my Tumblr!! It's probably in better 'shape', but I wanted to post this in here too :) You can find my blog on the end of bio in here <3
♡ Reader is gender neutral ! Dabi may be out of character, so I apologize (:"
♡ word count: 1k
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♡ It was hot. Too hot for him. Everything was blury and so... warm. His heart was pounding, sometimes skipping a beat. His eyes were wide opened, mouth a bit opened. His breath was so calm, every few seconds he exhaled nervous but slow sigh. If someone could see him right now, they would've thought ' Murderer and creepy stalker. Great. ' A stalker? No no. This whole situation is a misunderstanding!
His eyes were focused on one place. Nothing interesting, something so common in those parts of town; a rundown convinient store with basic products. Grey walls, white floor and bright, flicking light. A tired cashier in their late thirdies and sleeping bodyguard.
Oh and they were here. The only person who Dabi wished to never see or hear from again, well including his dad. It wasn't anything serious, they didn't hate him, they didn't abond him or left him when he needed help. Instead they made him feel wanted, made him feel loved for once in his ... pretty hard live. They cheered him up, patrech him up every single time.
Touya and reader could be definision of childhood friends. They laughed together, they cried together more times than Dabi could count. They were best of friends! Inseparable even.
Than why was he scared of meeting them again?How would he tell them, that he survived that fire, that he was in coma for over three yearsand didn't come back to them... he couldn't.
He didn't know what he was supposed to do.
At first, he wanted to rush into that store, hug them thightly and start everything again. Explain everything to them. But he knew he can't do that...
-I'll just go inside... can't be that bad, right? - With that he walked into the store and started to look around. The cashier looked at him with that suspicious look in his eyes, but after a few seconds he looked back. It's not like he could do anything to stop Dabi.
Dabi's eyes focused on the last alley he saw them. He slowly moved at that direction. With every step he took, his body grew hotter and hotter.
-Alcohol? That's something new... - Dabi red the sign hanging over his head.
He started to look at the drinks. His attention caught similar whisky that Kurogiri has at his bar. He remember asking that man about the price, but his curiosity vanished when portal user told him, how much is for the smallest bottle. And now Dabi sees [probably] the same alcohol, for a very, very low price. How could he now buy it?
The black haired villain grabed the flask and looked behind him. They were standing there, looking at the prices of other drinks. They seemed a bit confused and frustrated which made Touya chuckle under his breath.
-Maybe I can help? - He looked over their shoulder and asked softly. It suprised to the point, where he backed out a little.
-Oh, no no, everything is alright! I just can't choose between this flavor or the other... but thank you. - They gave him a small, warm smile. The same smile he always cherished in the past.
He stared at the stickers on the bottles for a minute. He didn't know why he was staring at those stupid signs. -Well the cherry one sounds better...
-Special occasion? No offense, but you don't look like a person who visits alleys like that very often. - He stated while still studying the bottles.
-Well, I guess it can be called like that. And no, I don't drink that much. Actually I'm not drinking. - They looked away. Their face got red from embarassment.
-Mhm... This one. - He handed them the let bottle. -For me sounds better, but it's juts my opinion.
-Thanks! I hope it's going to be fine this time...
-This time? - Dabi frowned a bit. So it's not the first time his old friend is buying that much alcohol.
-Y-Yeah... It's never good for her! Sometimes I think she doesn't have taste or something... - Their head lowered a bit and their breath got louder. Dabi guessed that that's how they calmed down.
But now Dabi was curious. Who was this 'her'. And why do they seem so sad while talking about it?! He couldn't ask straight forward, because it could sound creppy. So he figured out some other way.
-Do you need help with bags? You have a lot of stuff here... - Yeah, Dabis way fo thinking is simple. But hey, maybe it'll work. -Plus I'll spend more time with them. Even as a stanger...
-Well... why not. I'm sure it'll be faster like that. Thank you again. B-By the way, my names y/n.
-Good to know, I won't have to call you 'stranger' or 'hey person from alcohol alley'! - Dabi and y/n started laughing together. It was like a dream come true [well, partly]. They were laughing again, together.
After some time, both of them were standing at y/ns apartment. Dabi holding two grocery bags, while y/n were searching for their keys.
-Thank you again for helping me out. It would take me forever hahaha! - said y/n in a rush. Something about being unable to find those keys made them nervous.
-No problem... it's not like I had anything else to do.
-Do you live here? I mean around here?
-No. I was passing by... - It was only half of the truth. Touya needed a new place to stay at. Heroes started searching abonded warehouses and houses, so it was getting more dangerous. -Y'know, I should be going already. It was really nice to meet you again!
He didn't let them finish. His whole body told him to get away from y/n, it wasn't good idea. I mean, his a wanted criminal. Someone who sooner or later will end up in jail. Someone who doesn't deserve this kind of love, this whole affection. Even a normal friendship.
Dabi left the building, pulled his hood off and looked at y/ns apartment window.They were already inside walking around in the kitchen. He wished to be there, to hold them close while they were cooking or making some tea. To just enjoy their warmth against his chest, to feel their heartbeat again.
