Forbidden Love

Ch6. Tongues

A/n: I simp for Dabi and Hawks now, Season 5 is making my heart go doki doki (❤ ω ❤) Here's chapter 6 enjoy! Next chapter will come out on Sunday 💛 don't forget to vote/comment, let me know what you think 😊

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It was 7pm, time for my date with Dabi. I was waiting at the spot where Dabi said to meet-up, though after a few minutes of waiting, I was having unpleasant thoughts. 

What if he won't show? What if Dabi's only playing with me? Dabi always plays too much and flirts with me, I flirt back but still... there was something about him that has me staying with him. Something that makes me believe he's different from the rest.

I sighed sadly. I looked down at my heels before getting ready to leave when-

"Where do you think you're going cutie?" I heard a deep and sexy voice speak into my ear, a pair of arms snaking around my waist pulling me towards his chest. 

My first instinct was to elbow the guy behind me. I heard him groan and his sexy voice being replaced with an outrage one.

"Ow! What the hell Dollface! Is that any way to greet me?"

"Dabi?" I turned to see him clutching his stomach. He was dressed in casual but good-looking clothes that made him look so handsome. But at that notion I rolled my eyes, handsome or not, he scared the fuck out of me.

"Hmph. That's what you get for scaring me." I stuck my tongue out at him before running my hand up and down his abdomen teasingly, "Damn, am I really that strong?"

Dabi smirked. "Who knows? We could always find out y'know? There's so many ways."

I smirked back. "Oh yeah? Like in bed?" 

Dabi leaned closer towards me. Our noses touching and our lips floating slightly above each others. I laughed lightly as I pushed Dabi away gently.

"Hah, as if Handsome." I teased him.

Dabi pouted, "And you say I play too much. Honestly Dollface, I swear you're going to drive me insane."

"Is that a good or bad thing?"

He shrugged, "Whatever you want it to be. But y'know with you, everything is always good. No matter what." he took my hand in his and gave it a smooch. 

I giggled with a blush. Which made him blush as well.

"What?" he asked.

"Just remembering that no matter how much you try you can't seem to kiss me. Not since that one time where your staple fell off and I panicked thinking you were going to bleed." 

He rolled his eyes, "Tch. Can't you forget about that?" he asked with annoyance.

I shook my head. "It's a funny-cute story Dabi."

"It's fucking cringy." he pouted embarrassed.

"Not my fault you haven't been able to steal a kiss." I shrugged.

"Grr..." He grumbled, "I blame the staples Doll. Should've got them off before meeting up with you that day."

"Nuh-uh, it's your fault for trying to kiss me. It was what? Our second time meeting." 

"Not my fault you looked tempting and practically begging me to take you right there."

"You're so lewd, I swear."

"So are you Babydoll, that's why we get along so well." he smiled as he touched a strand of my hair with gentleness. 

I ran my hand onto his cheek and jaw. "Who would've guessed huh. You don't have scars, and those staples were fake."