Request - How about dabi and hero reader stranded in a hotel room, after some calamity ig, and she spares him first and they end up sleeping together, then they realize they have feelings for each other.
A/N - Sooo this was an old old request that I wanted to try again. Note this is an entirely separate fic from the original ‘the one bed troupe’ i posted. They are two separate worlds. Enjoy!
Pairing - Dabi x Fem!Hero!Reader
Warnings - Cussing, mentions of blood, repressef feelings, slight angst?, big wounds, discription of stitching someone up, slight nsfw (mentions of getting hard but no real action)
That was the only way to describe the state that Musutafu was in at the moment.
Debris everywhere, chunks of concrete and metal laying where buildings used to stand.
It had been days since the calamity. Days since the League had decided it was their time to take over. It was brutal, taking place during the UA sports festival. No one had predicted that they would attack during the tournament.
Alas, they had sensed a moment of peace and decided to strike
It was brutal. Many were killed just from the impact alone, many just innocent bystanders who wanted to watch. More were taken as hostages. Those victims were primarily students.
The UA put up a good fight, but in the league's fear, they figured that if they couldn't win, they would at least take everyone down with them. They had unleashed a herd of Nomu.
Where had they come up with so many of them?
All that was left was the rubble of the stampede.
Those who survived fled, going to other cities like Tokyo and Fukuoka. Some heroes even fled.
Y/N didn't. She stayed behind, looking for any civilian who needed help. She had quickly set up base in a partially odd, stranded, motel. It was small and smelled like mold, but it had a bed, running water, and a small fridge, so all things considered it was paradise.
On her third day of surveillance she heard a sound. It was muffled but very distinctly human. It sounded like pleading
Y/N froze, the voice familiar.
She quickly followed the panicked sound and was led to a pile of rubble. There was a gap where sounds were coming out of. Quickly and carefully, Y/N moved around the rubble to see who was under it.
In some cruel twist of fate, staring back at her was Dabi…Touya Todoroki to be exact.
His leg, still under a particularly large piece of concrete, looked badly broken, but he was undoubtedly alive.
Of course. It had to be Dabi. It couldn't have been anyone else.
The look in his eyes was one Y/N hadn't seen before. It was pleading. Desperate. Before she could say anything, he broke the silence first
“Y-Y/N…Please! My-My leg-!”. His words came out in pained bursts. The Dabi she knew would never, under any circumstances, ask for help, but he clearly had been lying here with no food, water, or assistance. Self preservation was clearly in action, and he was willing to do anything to get the slab of rock off his leg.
His words shook her out of her stupor and immediately, she went to move the rock. With a little effort, she was able to move the concrete and freed Dabi’s leg.
He quickly scrambled away with his arm and good leg and let out a sign of relief before pain rushed back to him and the reality of his situation settled in.
This was all his fault. The destruction, the pain, and he had the nerve to ask for help? He glanded up at Y/N who was standing, looking askance.
She walked to him with a far gone look in her eye. Like she had given up…it just had to be Dabi. If this was Shiguraki or Toga the decision would be easy. Eliminate them. It's not like the police or other heroes for that matter would object. But it wasn't. It was Dabi. That damn villain who had spared her life once and then, on multiple occasions, ran into during fights. The villain that she knew had more to him. The villain…who had opened up to her and shared his deep secret. The reason why he joined the league, that he had other motivations and traumas that caused his behavior.
He was highly self aware when he wanted to be.
She considered it, getting rid of him then and there, but that thought was gone in an instant when she saw his eyes and evidently, his leg.
She knelt down to him slowly and asked, “Do you think you can move? I have a room not too far from here…no one will know im helping you”
Quickly, sensing the urgency in her voice, he nodded. “Y-yeah…I think I can walk…just need a little help”
That's it, that was her cue. She got him in a seated position before hauling him up. Yeah that leg definitely needed some attention. She swung her arm around his waist and put his other arm to wound her soldier so she could help him get moving.
It took them a while but they finally made it back to the room.
Y/N unlocked the door and helped him in, ignoring the bed and going straight for the bathroom. She got him seated on the closed toilet and, after kneeling down, tentatively made him extend his leg. She looked at the wound.
He needed stitches and a lot of antibiotics. He'd probably been in that position for so long there was no doubt an infection.
Dabi must have been the luckiest man alive because Y/N was an extremely cautious person and had about everything she needed for an emergency situation. This was definitely an emergency.
She went to her duffle, grabbing all the necessary supplies before coming back.
He was trying to move his busted leg as she walked in, earning him a stern look
“Stop moving it, it's only going to cause more problems”
With a deep sigh, Dabi listened, relaxing his leg. Y/N looked at his tattered clothes. There was no point in keeping those dirty and probably pathogenic things. Using her medical shears, and without asking, cut open his pant leg, making his wound more accessible.
Before burning his leg with the antiseptic, she handed him a pill and some water. Without asking, Dabi drank it. It could have been poison for all he knew, but he knew Y/N wouldn't or, more accurately, couldn't do that.
“Painkiller”, she said as if reading his mind “it wont kick in until a little later but better to take it now”.
She took out the disinfectant and said, “This is going to sting a little”, before slowly pouring it over the flesh.
A little was an understatement. Dabi hissed in pain and had wished she had given him something to bite down on. As if she read his mind, she gently shoved a clean rag between his lips which he had accepted gratefully.
She muttered a brief apology before taking another rag to wipe the dry blood around the wound.
There wasn't really much to say as she cleaned it again with disinfectant and began stitching him up.
Dabi was grunting in pain every time the needle pierced his skin, but he knew it had to be done. He sat there and took the painful care, grateful that he was even getting this much.
When she was done with the stitching, she spread an antibiotic ointment on him just to be safe, before bandaging him up. She let out a breath she herself didn't even know she was holding and leaned back. Sitting on the bathroom floor she looked up at him and signed.
Dabi glanced at the incision on his leg, admiring her handy work. Maybe if she hadn't become a hero she could have been a surgeon, he thought to himself.
The silence was thick but unbearable to Dabi.
“Consider this payment”, Y/N broke the silence first “for sparing my life”
Dabi grunted, “there was no payment needed for that. I would do it again if I could”
He could have been lying to her. Trying to manipulate her; but that didn't matter in this situation.
Ignoring his statement, she spoke. “I have extra clothes you can wear. I'm not letting you stay in these, they're far too dirty and are probably festering with bacteria”
Understanding, he nodded curtly, pulling off his shirt. If Y/N was disgusted by what she saw, it didn't show. Dabi knew his skin was repulsive. A deep purplish black that looked like it was rotting away; but there was no reaction. Instead, she turned the water on in the tub and let it fill up about one quarter. There was no way Dabi was going inside the tub in this state, but Y/N could at least wipe away the dirt, grime and blood.
She grabbed her last clean rag and soaked it in the warm water before wiping it across his cheek. They both knew very well he could do it himself but none protested, letting Y/N clean his revolting body.
It took some time but finally all the dirtiness was gone. Y/N signed again. There was no point in them sitting in the bathroom any longer. She pulled herself up and swiftly put away her supplies, all while Dabi watched. Once the area was slightly tidy, she ignored all the bloody tissues and rags. That could be handled later. Right now they had to transport Dabi to the bed.
She carefully slid her right arm under his armpit until she was holding firmly onto his back. His skin was warm, unnaturally so. If any other person had skin this warm one would assume they have a deathly fever, but no. This was just how Dabi was.
After a quick countdown, she hauled him up and slowly took him to the bed.
Once he was seated. She rummaged in her other duffle, finding a pair of sweat pants.
“I don't think any of my shirts will fit you…” she muttered as she dug through the clothes
“Dont worry about it” he interjected, “i sleep better shirtless anyway”
On paper it made sense. There was no point in him adding an extra layer of warmth when he himself was a radiator. So Y/N turned, handing him the sweats.
Immediately, as if realizing her mistake, she snatched it back. How was he going to be able to put these on without bending his leg, she asked herself. God, all this stress must finally be getting to her.
Using the same shears, she cut off the rest of the pants. There was no point in keeping them anyway.
Once he was basically bare in front of her, save for the boxers, she knelt down to help him with the pants.
Dabi couldn't believe his eyes. The hero Y/N had just saved him, used her valuble supplies on him, and was now, kneeling on the floor between his legs, about to dress him. In some twisted way, he felt his cock twitch. The boxers did nothing to hide the movement which was immediately noticed by Y/N.
She gently touched his good leg, positioning into the loose pants before she noticed it again. Looking up at him through her eyelashes was not helping him at all, as he felt the blood rush down.
Y/N decided to ignore it for now. Maybe it was just a natural reaction to being touched for the first time in a long time…yeah…that had to be it.
Y/N slid the pant leg up on one leg before being extremely careful with the other and getting the sweats secured on his hips. It was a little short but the waste fit fine. As long as half his body was covered, Y/N would be able to sleep.
She stood up from below and helped Dabi into the bed fully, until his back was against the headboard and his legs were in front of him. She had already put the antibiotic on the nightstand, grabbing the water from earlier and giving it to him.
‘He must be starving,’ she thought to herself as she watched him gulp down the water. She went into the glorious duffle bag again and pulled out some dried meat. It wasn't delicious but it was practical, and that is what mattered the most.
“Here…” she said, handing him the bag of dried meat, “Eat this. It's not the best but it will keep you full”
Dabi nodded and slowly began chewing on the rubber that was considered meat in his hand.
Y/N took this as an opportunity to look after herself. Going into the bathroom, she looked at herself. God when had she become so dirty…She washed whatever piece of skin that she could under the sink and put on a fresh set of clothes before returning.
It felt oddly…domestic. Dabi sitting in bed, had managed to find the TV remote and turn it on. There was some news channel broadcasting the calamity. Y/N briefly wondered how they were even able to get a signal, but maybe the destruction wasn't that bad that the cell towers survived it. Nonetheless, seeing it made her sick. The man on the screen was reading the names of people who had gone missing. Ironically enough, Y/N’s and Dabi’s name made the list, along with many other Heroes and Villains.
She wasn't missing, she stayed back to hold down the fort! Find people who were trapped! In a cruel twist of fate, it was Dabi she found, not a UA student or an innocent bystander!
“Change it”, Y/N spoke, "You've done enough damage already I don't need to see this”
Dabi, ignoring her, did not follow her request. Instead his attention was on the screen, listening intently on what was being broadcast.
In her sudden anger, she snatched the remote from his hand and turned it off. Dabi protested with a sound but was quickly shut down by Y/N.
“I said I don't want to hear it!” she shouted. Shouting was so out of character for her…upon realizing this she spoke calmer “...It's time to sleep anyway.”
With that she grabbed a pillow off the bed and a spare blanket before making her way to the floor.
Was she seriously about to give the bed to Dabi and sleep on the floor? Yes. yes she was. Dabi couldn't sleep on that floor with that leg. He wouldn't be able to heal properly-
“Hey what do you think youre doing”
Annoyed at the fact that Dabi couldn't read her actions, she said “Im going to sleep"
“Yes. whats so hard to figure out-”
Y/N paused. “Pardon?”
“Theres plenty of enough space on this bed. I am not letting you sleep on the floor after saving my life”
Y/N tried, she really tried to come up with a protest, some kind of reason, but when she opened her mouth, nothing came out.
“I-” she tried, but again, nothing
“We are not going to argue about this. You are not sleeping on the floor”
Now, Y/N fully had the power to do whatever she wanted. It's not like he was in any position to be making demands. I mean, with that wound on his leg, the lack of nutrition and sleep, he really couldn't do anything…but if she thought one more time about sleeping on the cold hard floor she might have exploded.
So instead, she moved back to the bed and put the pillow and blanket down.
“Okay”, was all she said and all that had to be said.
She turned the lights off and got into the bed, going under the covers.
Just as she was getting comfortable, Dabi spoke up, “Sweetheart...you might want to help me”, as he was still over the covers, back against the headboard.
“Oh!- Shoot- Right!” Y/N shot up, it was almost funny.
She quickly switched the light on and helped Dabi, pulling the cover out from under him and helping him settle into his back. It was so intimate like this…
She snapped herself out of it and covered him. She figured if he got hot, he'd take the cover off, better safe than sorry.
After turning the lights off, she got back into the bed, leaving some space between Dabi and her.
She felt some shuffling behind her and then a sudden warmth. She knew he couldn't have moved from his back, but did he turn on his quirk? To be honest it was getting pretty cold in the room…
“Thank you…” He brought her back out of her thoughts “for everything…i know you didnt have to…infact…you shouldnt have…so why?” It was as if his curiosity got the better of him. He had to know why.
“I already told you…you saved my life once…so i had to save yours…” a pause, “An eye for an eye…”
“No!” Dabi said, clearly frustrated “No! That's your cover up answer…you don't do that with me. You're going to tell me the truth!”
Fine!” Y/N snapped, “You want the truth! Fine!” She turned around and faced Dabi in the bed, getting up so she was sitting on her knees. “I couldn't leave you there! I know too much! You're evil, and a villain, and a killer, but you're also a human being! I know your story, I know why you are the way you are! Who made you like this!” She was panting from how fast she was talking, “That's why okay! Because I care! And you shouldn't! I shouldn't care! You're the reason everyone is in this situation in the first place! I wanted to help you then part ways, giving you a chance to escape because. I. care.” She paused again “And you shouldn't care either. You should thank your lucky stars that I was the one who found you and that i have enough goodness in my heart to spare you”
Dabi was dumbfounded. Y/N was right, she shouldn't care, and in fact, he shouldn't care even more. That didn't stop Dabi from doing what he did.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her down, grabbing her face and pulling her into a heated kiss.
She was shocked. How could he do this after what she just said? But maybe it was the emotions, or the stress, or the pain of everything happening, that Y/N kissed back, if not more aggressively. She grabbed his purple jaw and pulled him in closer.
The kiss became more sloppy, spit running down their chins as tongs intermingled. Y/N was the first to pull away, gasping at a breath
“But you love it,” he replied.
And he was right, she did love it.
Realistically, they couldn't do anything with Dabi’s leg like that, it would have been impossible. Y/N made it clear when he tried pulling her on top of him to settle on his lap. It would have been too close to the wound. Instead she let him hold her waste before pulling away
“Not right now-” she muttered “I just stitched you up…I don't want to have to do it again because we got carried away…”
Dabi grunted. He knew you were right. “Okay fine…just stay with me like this…” he made a motion to move her so she was lying down, body turned towards him and head on his shoulder. His hand found its way to her head, resting in the locks and playing with it a little.
Y/N was surprised but was not about to let go of the little comfort she was able to find in these arid days. Instead, she cuddled closer, mindful of his leg, and wrapped her arm around his midriff.
“Okay…” She muttered under her breath.
God how she wished it didn't come to this…that he wasn't on the wrong side and that they had met under better circumstances. She didn't know if it was the fatigue hitting her, or the loneliness of being one of the only survivors, but despite their differences she found immense comfort in how he was holding her. Instinctively she nuzzled her face into his chest, and fell asleep.
Dabi, still awake, was deep in his thoughts. He too wished things had been different. He wished he was born into a better family, made better friends, didn't let his childish emotions get the better of him. Maybe…if he had someone like Y/N in their lives, it would have been different.
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