'𝓝𝓸𝓶𝓾 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓳𝓮𝓬𝓽' ' | D. Dabi
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  • Reads 382
  • Votes 5
  • Parts 5
  • Time 46m
Ongoing, First published Mar 26, 2021
Mature
Nomu Project
ScriptoremSam
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"Do you get a kick out of being such an ass?" 

Her voice was cold as she sat across the table, people walking by and neglecting to see the villain in front of her in the open as he took his glasses off to reveal those teal blue eyes she hated oh so much before just staring at her for a moment. Chuckling before finally speaking up. 

"Only to you, Doll." The villain leaned back, cleaning his glasses as he got comfortable on the other side of the table, a smug smirk under his mask as he watched what she was doing. Absolutely bored out of his mind with watching the work you were doing. "What are you doing anyways? Stupid school work?" 

The woman rolled her eyes and shifted a couple of times, silently seething as his easily recognizable, raspy voice followed through the air as if it were nothing. As if he didn't care if they were caught or not. She remained silent as she continued to look down at her work, not giving him the satisfaction of an answer as she attempted to finish the homework. After a moment or two, she picked up the Onigiri she had previously bought and flinched whenever it was abruptly taken from her grasp.

"Alright." She watched as the male in front of her lifted the bottom of his mask and took a large bite of the treat, letting out a teasing hum before finishing it off with a cough. Clapping his hands and rubbing them off above the table. He tilted his head innocently as she looked back up at Dabi. Clearly upset with his decision to take her food. He looked towards the girl's hand and noted the death grip on her pencil.

"Okay, I can handle the constant teasing and the flirty comments because hey...I do that too- but I draw the line at my food being taken by a man who is one step away from being ashes." Dabi rolled his eyes and swallowed the rest of the food in his mouth. Letting out a small groan and shaking his head at the taste.

"I just saved you, that-" He pointed towards the plate. "-tasted like shit."
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