CloverzeFrog

They/Them

[fatphroggo]

Uhh, vent post and a Dabi update.

I'm gonna do another Dabi drabble, because I love him :)

I'm so fucking overstimulated right now. No one is helping me, either. My mother keeps complaining about what I want to wear after asking me to CHOOSE what to wear.

There's so much sounds and my brain can't handle it.

Head need Dabi.

Dabi,

C o m e h e r e .

[fatphroggo]

Short n sweet Dabi x Reader fluff.

Hope you enjoy it bro 😌 (Ignore my disappointing writing. I suck at it lmao)

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I opened my eyes some.

Annoyed that I had woken up, I closed my eyes and turned onto my side. My arm was slightly raised to reach for the warmth of my partner, but I was met with an empty space, and the chill left that was behind. My disappointment was strong. 'I'm too tired for this'  I muttered quietly.p

I took a moment to adjust to the darkness, slipped out of the sheets, and carefully made my way across the room. I held my hands out to grasp any objects in my way until I saw a familiar blue hue illuminating the walls. It was just enough to help me. I slowly walked towards it, my surroundings becoming more and more visible as I approached.

Now, I could see the outline of Dabi's jacket. It was still, moving only when a breeze pushed it to do so. He didn't seem to notice me as he gazed at the stars. Dabi's flames faltered and he flicked his hand in frustration. The flames grew once again. I slid the door open and stepped outside. He turned his head a little to look at me, but said nothing

"Okay ominous, I'll bite. What are you doing?"

I circled in front of him and pushed myself into his jacket. He moved his arm, the flame shrinking as he pulled me closer to his chest

"Brooding"

Dabi said. His voice was hushed, like he thought that if he was any louder, he'd wake someone up.

"Over what?"

I asked. He spared me a glance, quiet as ever. It took him a while to respond, and as he did, he placed a hand on my head. His fingers tangled themselves in my hair

"You." He paused, then continued.

"Why are you nice to me..?" Dabi wore a content expression that was almost intimidating. The question seemed more rhetorical than anything else, though

"Because I love you"

I felt him shift as if he was unsatisfied with my answer.

 "I know.. but why? I'm a prick - even I know that."

The silence that followed was light and lasted a few seconds. I grasped his hands and took them into my own. The warmth of his fire lingered

"You're only a prick when you have to be. It's not a constant thing. And I couldn't hate you - even if I tried" I traced my thumb along his skin. He huffed and squeezed my hand

"See? You're being nice. You're going to get hurt if you keep saying things like that"

"Thanks for caring about me"

I couldn't see him, but I knew he was frowning. Not from anger, Most likely from confusion. He was still stuck in his thoughts, I could tell. Whenever the goes quiet like this, it also gives me time to think. To think about what I say, the answers I give to him, should I really have said them?

Dabi's grip on my hands tightened more as heat gathered in his palms

"I could burn you right now."

Danger filled his voice. The once comforting heat quickly faded into a stinging sensation -  it was starting to bug me

"Dabi, I will lick your hand. Don't be weird, or I'll be weird."

I brought his hands closer to my face and looked up at him with my tongue out, eyeing him warily. His blue eyes radiated amusement. The heat instantly subsided

"I'm only weird for you"

He said, somewhat happily. It was nice being around him when he was enjoying himself. Those times were more special than anything else, because he'd let himself be more vulnerable to his emotions.

I loved it.

"Aww, really? That's cute"

Dabi ignored my comment. He moved and crossed his arms around my stomach. He was hesitant to do so at first, but ended up doing it anyway.

"Hey, don't get comfortable. I wanna go back inside-"

"Just a little longer. Come on, brood with me"

He pulled me closer and rested his head on mine. If I was any less tired, I'd protest against that and urge him to go back to bed. But I was too tired, and he seemed content with the warmth I gave him. I sighed and nodded gently

"Alright then. Not too long, okay?"

I closed my eyes and finally welcomed the tired I had kept at bay. Whatever he said was slurred by my minds urge to rest.

And being in his arms like this gave me warmth to do so.

[fatphroggo]

The whole League has me falling.

Why are they so gross, yet so pretty?

[fatphroggo]

I'm a Keigo simp during the day, but at night?

You bet your ass I'm staring at Dabi fluff. That man hits different.