#!dabi

[goxjo]

SOMEONE MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE

♡ hawks, aizawa, bakugo, dabi

— contains. f!reader, angy bnha men, use of dabi’s real name, non-explicit/mentions of: harassment, alcohol, slight possessiveness

𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒 ♡

“She’s not interested, pal,” he says as he snakes an arm around your waist from behind you. He left you for one minute to get drinks and all of a sudden, a random half-drunk guy came up to you, chatting you up despite your obvious protests, seemingly unaware of who you came here with. Keigo takes the seat next to you and says nothing more to the guy but as the guy protests, Keigo was quick to cut him off, irritation noticeable in his tone and expression, “fuck are you still here for?” Immediately, the guy recognizes who he’s dealing with. Panic and apologetic replaces his previously cocky expression as he cusses before excusing himself. Keigo turns back to you, pulling you closer to him as he soothes your arm. “You okay, pretty bird?”

𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀 ♡

“___, you good?” A familiar voice speaks from behind you, the source of the voice putting a hand on the small of your back, suddenly you aren’t afraid of the guys who have been pestering you for the last couple of minutes, asking you your name, your number, if you’re waiting for someone, the list goes on. Shouta directed the question at you but his eyes were glued to the men who suddenly felt threatened under his gaze. He arrived late for your date, his fault. His voice is calm but you can tell by his gaze and the shift in his breathing pattern, he’s furious, only holding himself back because he doesn’t wanna do anything that could potentially hurt you in the process. After giving him your answer, he clenches his jaw as you take your leave, but not before he stops to give them a last warning. “Don’t show your faces here again”

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎 ♡

Katsuki is fuming, jaws clenching and hands balled to a fist as his gaze slowly alternates between your worried expression and the guy with the shit-eating grin who caused all this. He’s about ready to pounce on the stranger, and he would’ve broken the guy’s face if it weren’t for you, your hands soothing his chest, and your puppy eyes pleading for him to calm down. “Katsuki, I’m not hurt, please don’t worry.” He couldn’t even remember what the guy said. All he knows is he left you alone briefly and came back to the sight of the guy chatting you up and playing with a lock of your hair even when you asked him to stop. It takes so much from Katsuki to even relax his stance but he doesn’t want you to worry. He fixes his eyes on you, expression mellowing down as he asks you, “you sure you’re okay—” “I barely touched her—” “fuck off before I change my mind”

𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈 ♡

“Is this guy bothering you?” he says, hands in his pockets, and though his expression appears to find the situation interesting, he’s actually daring the guy to talk back, the guy who’s been sticking his face close to yours despite your painfully obvious discomfort. Poor guy’s obviously new, Touya thought. Hitting on his girl, in his own territory, too. The guy’s probably heard of him, as he doesn’t think twice before putting a distance between you and himself, nearly pissing himself when he saw Touya’s face. As soon as the guy leaves, Touya cups your face before closing the gap between you and him, planting a chaste kiss before pulling away and casting an apologetic look. “Sorry I took so long”