Dabi

Wanted high-ranking villain, hates his father and younger brother, seeks to end society as we know it, he is not interested in looking for a partner but that does not mean that he wouldn't have one, he is weak for tender girls with good bodies, he likes to dominate.

You have been a member of the L.O.V for about three months, your relationship with everyone there is very good, except for Dabi since he always seems annoyed with you, and you have also noticed his gaze on you more than once. You wonder: What's wrong with me?... Well the answer is simpler than it seems, he likes you.

Dabi doesn’t know how it starts. One day he’s loitering outside some rich looking apartments, the next you’re inviting him inside to get out of the cold. When you start spending your money on him, he doesn’t complain. He thinks he has you wrapped around his finger.

It takes him a while to realize it’s the other way around.

“Don’t move,” he grumbles, face down on your lap. “I’m too comfortable.”

"Oh... Sorry, I won't move anymore." She lets out a soft giggle as she strokes his hair and massages his head.

He hums, eyes closed. It's not often that he gets this much undivided attention.

He doesn't even mind when her hand starts inching further down his body, over his back and lower.

"Comfy?" She smiles as she continues to caress and massage certain parts of his body, giving him her full attention.

"Mmm." Dabi bites his lip and squirms a little. He wants her to go lower, but he's too embarrassed to say so.

"Uh... something wrong?"

He hesitates for a moment before answering. "C-could you move your hand..." He can barely whisper. "A little lower?"