Hiya! Could you do “I have a plan” 2) “ I have to... iron... my cat” prompt. character Dabi x Reader. Genre: Rom Com Scenario: A fem robber whom Dabi “accidentally” always runs into, whom flirts with her to try to get her into the league but she refuses every time. Dabi one day decides to ask her out for dinner, catching her off guard. She is a robber but a horrible liar and proves so. She tells him no because she has to “iron my cat.” Dabi cracks up at this lame attempt of rejection.
Of course I can you lovely anon! I love the visual of this. All I can see is Dabi constantly being like “Welp alright then” and appearing at stranger times every time. GOD this gives me LIFE. I hope you like it and if there are any issues, please hit me up! This is under the readmore because it’s 2900 I GOT CARRIED AWAY SORRY.
13. “Yeah, I have a plan.” “Is it a good one?” “I have a plan.”
15. “I have to go... iron... my cat?”
He first saw her from afar. If Dabi didn’t know himself any better he would have called it love at first sight.
It was nearing midnight but the streets still hustled with activity with Christmas celebrations running into early mornings. The thick crowds of intoxicated people created the perfect breeding grounds for criminals, whether it be basic pick pocketing or straight up robbery. Casually leaning against the wall of the apartment building, hood pulled down low, Dabi watched the girl with bemused interest.
She had walked past the jewelry shop window, glancing briefly inside before coming to a grinding halt, a particular diamond necklace catching her interest. With a particularly long draw of his cigarette, he watched as she gently placed her hand on the glass and gaze longingly at the expensive piece before noticing the determined look in her eyes.
He grinned as she cautiously glanced around, desperately trying not to draw attention to herself before she slowly began to move through the glass into the shop. Dabi quirked an eyebrow. “Neat trick.” She brushed herself off and moved further into the shop to the case that held the necklace, placing her hand against the glass once again. However, as soon as she touched it, red lights lit up the shop and blaring alarms startled the people in the street.
Dabi’s grin widened as he watched her panic as the front doors barricaded themselves and she gasped before sprinting full speed out of the shop windows empty handed, across the road and into the alley of the apartment building he was standing by. The people on the street made no move to catch, instead opting to watch in a drunken haze before moving on.
It was a minute and three seconds later when a few heroes arrived, interrogating a few of the bystanders and checking the shop to see what items were stolen.
“Psst!” A voice harshly whispered nearby. “Guy with the hoodie, how many heroes are there?”
Lazily, Dabi turned his head sideways to look at the wall where the sound was coming from. He gave a small grin when he noticed the chin, lips and nose sticking out from the wall. “Come out and check for yourself.”
The lips pouted and his grin grew a little, increasing as the rest of her body followed her face. She had thrown on a black hoodie that was sizes too large for her, swamping her frame and hiding her face. “I don’t want to get caught though,” she mumbled quietly, crossing her arms over her chest, hoping not to be heard.
“You won’t, you didn’t steal anything so you aren’t a priority,” he mumbled back, reclining against the wall after crushing his smoke under the toe of his boot. Her head whipped up to look at him momentarily, terrified that he would expose her. He turned and cocked his head to the side as if to say “You really think I would do that?” She frowned and nodded solemnly before dropping her head back down. Silence overtook as the two watched the police arrive and formal investigations begin. “You know,” Dabi began, scratching the back of his head awkwardly, “that’s a pretty interesting quirk you got there.”
He watched her brighten up and turn to him. “Thanks! I’m still working on it but it lets me go through certain materials if I concentrate hard enough. Although, it failed just now cause I have to touch the material to feel its chemical makeup so I can adjust my body’s molecular makeup so that I slip through-”
“You talk a lot,” he broke in, staring down at her intensely. She paused, open mouthed, and slowly began to blush a deep red that she hid behind her hands. “Huh, cute.”
“S-Sorry,” she mumbled, her hoodie slipping over her face as she pulled the strings to disappear inside.
“Nah, don’t be, it’s cute,” He casually stated, pulling his pack of smokes from his pocket, taking one out and lighting it. She seemed to make herself into an even smaller ball at the compliment. “You know, that quirk would be useful in the League of Villains.”
She snorted, an action that broke her out of her embarrassed trance. “What, are you like their recruiter or something?” she giggled, turning to look up at him. He glanced down at her idly and shifted so she could see his face. Her jaw dropped and she released a quiet “oh”. He readjusted his hood and looked forward again. Dabi remained silent while waiting for her to make her decision, ignoring the fact she was still staring at him. A car door slammed and she jumped in surprise, nervously fidgeting with the sleeves of her coat. “L-Look I appreciate the offer but I’m not into the whole m-murder and world domination thing. Sorry,” she added on at the end, the fidgeting increasing as he turned to look at her again.
“Sure I can’t change your mind, babe?” he asked grinning lazily down at her. Her entire face flushed red again and she shook her vehemently. “Ah, well, too bad. Maybe next time…?” He trailed off looking at her expectantly int he most disinterested way possible.
“Oh! Um, Y/N. My name is Y/N.”
“Until next time Y/N. See you around love.” And with that he pushed himself off the wall and dissipated into the night, missing the way she shone a beautiful red in the streetlights.
Dabi was a NUISANCE. Y/N had her back against a tree in the local park as the police AND fire sirens disturbed the peaceful night as the top level of the bank building burned ferociously with blue and red flames alike. Dabi had a self-satisfied smirk on his face as he watched her take heaving breaths, calming her heart rate after running for her life from the dumpster fire of the robbery she had been trying to pull. The daggers she was shooting his way could cut to the bone.
“What… do… you… think… you… are… doing?” she growled at him between breaths.
“I have no idea what you mean,” he casually replied, leaning into the shadows as yet another police car flew past. She gave him an exasperated look.
“Well I certainly didn’t make the building burst into blue flames!” She was a flustered mess, hair sticking out at odd angles and clothes slightly singed. He grinned, looking away as his hand came out of his pocket to scratch the back of his head.
“Weird, isn’t it?” He moved from the shadow of his own tree and strolled over to her, resting an arm above her, the rough bark biting into his skin. The movement boxed her in and so, to fuel the pink of her face, he leaned in close. “Ya know, this probably would stop happening if you just-”
“Do not even go there!” She whisper yelled as a couple came strolling past, heading towards the fire to get a better look but pausing to view the two. She pulled Dabi in closer to hide him from the people and gave them a strained smile from around his arm. “He can’t keep his hands to himself, even out in public!” Y/N complained, a little over the top if you ask him, to the couple with a slight chuckle which they returned before continuing on their way. She released a breath, closed her eyes and let her head thud against the tree, giving Dabi yet more room to lean in closer.
“Good save there princess,” his breath tickled her neck and she squeaked, bringing her hands up to her face to hide her embarrassment. “We would make quite the couple, wouldn’t we?” She groaned and removed one of her hands to push his face away. Dabi caught it before running his thumb over the back of it, placing a gentle kiss on the skin. Pleased when she broke into goosebumps, he completely moved himself from the tree and released her.
“Think about it babe, the League would be a lot more… interesting with you,” he replied comfortably as if he hadn’t just been giving Y/N a heart attack. He fixed his jacket and turned, leaving with a little wave. “Lookin’ forward to our next meeting love.”
Y/N was caught between fainting and seething. That was the sixth time that bastard had crashed her robbery and she was getting sick of seeing his self-righteous face coincidentally every time she sprinted from an establishment as something went wrong. Especially when it was such a nice face…
“New day, new joint” Y/N repeated on a loop as she cautiously took note of her surroundings, looking for the devil himself that seemed to enjoy cutting her little trips short, leaving her empty-handed. Satisfied that Dabi wasn’t lurking in the shadows, she ran to the jewelry shop, passing quickly through the door without a moments hesitation. Quickly, she headed to the back of the shop, skipping over the trinkets displayed. The one she wanted was locked away in a safe in the managers office. Usually, such safe would cause burglars to waste precious time unlocking the variety of pass codes and puzzles but she had been perfecting her quirk for this exact mission. Feeling confident, she reached the door, grasped the handle, and pushed her way in with a smile. It dropped when she saw him sitting in the managers chair, his feet propped on top of the desk and a satisfied grin plastered on his face as he played with the jewels in the foreground of the opened safe.
“Hello princess, fancy seeing you here,” he practically chirped, and he never chirped. He was breathing the slack-jawed expression she wore while her arms dangled uselessly by her side. Promptly, she snapped her jaw closed, pressed her palms to her eyes and took a deep breath before shakily releasing it. She crouched down on the floor and curled herself into a ball, hiding her face from him.
“Is it your personal mission to make my life a living hell?” she mumbled out.
“Nah, I just love seeing your face, its pretty cute,” he replied and she moaned miserably. He grinned down at her, taking his boots off the desk to get up and walk over to her. He pulled her hands away and helped her stand but she wouldn’t look at him, instead choosing to pout. Biting his lip, he slipped the jewels into one pocket while he grabbed a necklace from another. “I also wanted to give you this. Think of it as a peace offering.” She looked at his hands, holding the necklace she was originally trying to steal from the shop the night they met. “I thought it would go with your eyes,” he said as he moved behind her, clipping the necklace in place before moving back in front of her. Her hand gently touched the stones and she gave him a look.
“You are an enigma,” she whispered, giving a small smile that Dabi committed to memory.
“I do my best love.” He looked her in the eyes, running a hand through his hand. She looked away, red dusting her cheeks before turning back to say something.
“You know-” she was interrupted by the sound of sirens blaring not only in the shop but also outside.
“Oh, shit!” Dabi hissed, dragging her by the hand once he saw the police and heroes lining the front of the shop. “Out the back we go!” He pulled her close to his side, protecting her from the view of all the people outside. His hand touched the door handle before promptly deciding against as a voice on the other side threatened them to come out with their hands up. “Up then,” he grumbled. Heading up the stairs to the buildings second floor, he asked, “you got anything?”
“Yeah, I have a plan,” she replied looking at the nearest wall covered in promotional posters and letters, releasing herself from his grip to touch the materials.
“Is it a good one?” he mumbled as the heroes demanded that they exit the shop peacefully and with dignity.
“I have a plan,” she repeated with an uncertain smile thrown over her shoulder. She held her hand out for him to take.
“If we get caught, I’m throwing you to the heroes and saving myself,” he grinned and grabbed it, his hand engulfing hers.
“Thanks for the consideration. Now brace yourself, I’ve never done this before and it could all go horribly wrong,” she said stepping back and taking Dabi with her. “You need to run and jump just before we hit the wall.” He gave her a bemused look. “You gotta trust me cause I don’t want to be thrown to the heroes today.” The sound of glass breaking downstairs caused Y/N to tighten her grip on his hands as she dragged him forwards into a run. “Time to go!”
Dabi gripped her hand even tighter and jumped with her just before the wall. A strange feeling encompassed the entirety of his being, causing him to feel numb. He crushed his eyes close, preparing for the painful hit of the wall but all he felt was air rush over him. Risking a look, he opened his eyes and saw that the two of them were jumping from the second floor into the floor of the neighbouring building. After passing through the wall, the numb feeling left and was replaced by the urge to puke. “Oh my God,” he groaned as he released her hand and placed his hands on hes knees, fighting the urge vomit on her shoes.
“Yeah, I thought something like that would happen,” she cooed, as she rubbed his back hesitantly at first before relaxing into gentle, soothing motions. “I hate to tell you this but we should probably do that for a few more buildings until we get away from here.” He straightened and nodded his head although he did look a few shades paler.
“Fine, let’s get it out in one go,” he slurred and held a hand to his mouth. She nodded and laced her fingers with his.
“Let’s go.” After building hopping for another two blocks and crossing through one home, Y/N pulled them to a stop in an alleyway where they couldn’t hear the sirens anymore. Dabi released her hand and collapsed against the wall, slumping down until he was sitting upright.
“That is by far one of the worst side-effects I have ever felt from any of my actions,” he grumbled, rubbing is hands up and down his face. She wandered over to him and held a hand out to help him up.
“I’m really sorry, I didn’t know how it would affect you. Also, we can’t stay here, we’re still too close,” she whispered quietly, trying not to make him feel any worse. He took his hands off his face and glared at her hand before reluctantly accepting it. He stumbled into a standing position before pulling her into his chest and wrapping his arms around her. Effectively trapped, she looked up at him.
“I hate that you’re right,” he mumbled, placing his head into her neck and breathing deeply. Slowly, she raised her arms and began to hug him back, despite the burning of her face which she decided to hide in his shirt. Instantly she regretted it because he smelt divine, none the less she stayed there with him. “Thanks for saving my ass back there babe,” ventured Dabi, his lips dragging across the skin of her neck. She shivered at the feeling and gave a small nod.
“You’re welcome.” Breathing deeply, he pulled himself off of her neck and pulled her off of his shirt with a hand gently grasping her chin. Ever so gently, he brushed his thumb across her lips and gave her a casual grin.
“Sorry about that love, you had soot on your lip,” he sighed, releasing her chin. She began stuttering a reply but he turned them and placed them against the wall of the alleyway, pressing himself into her as a group of people walked past, staring at them curiously until Dabi pressed his lips to Y/N’s. She let out a muffled gasp and he lifted a hand to shield her face from the people.
“Tch, never mind, it’s just a couple of kids,” one of them said, moving the group on. Dabi held the kiss a little longer before nipping at her lips and pulling away. Pleased he noticed the dazed look in her eyes and the pink that stained her cheeks.
“I really can’t keep my hands off you, can I?” he mumbled, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “Well, my as well do it right and be a gentleman. Y/N, would you bestow me the honour of having dinner with me and we’ll see if I can keep my hands to myself,” he mockingly finished with a little wink. He watched as she stuttered over herself to reply, still spaced out yet staring at his lips. To tease her further, he licked his lips.
“I… have to go… iron… my cat?” she quietly replied dragging her eyes away from his mouth to his eyes. Dabi cocked an eyebrow and leaned in close once again.
“How about you leave the lying to me and just say yes.” She bit her lip and nervously began to chew on it before giving a little nod. He grinned down at her wolfishly and caught her lips again, lathing his tongue over her abused lips. Her hands flew to his shirt, gripping him like an anchor. Abruptly he pulled away from her entirely and grabbed her hand, dragging her out of the alley and towards safety. “Let’s go then princess.”
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