Idk if you’re taking requests atm, but I was wondering if I could request a drabble of Dabi getting jealous since he has a crush on the reader after seeing her get hit on so much 🥺👉🏾👈🏾
OMG I’m so sorry this took so long, the last few months have been really hard on me, but I’m back! Requests are still open so feel free to continue requesting if you’d like ☺️ I really hope you like this one 🥺
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Here’s your check, make sure to come back again.” The waiter placed the slim paper on the table, giving you a sly smile and a once over for the fifth time tonight. Dabi grabbed the check, his long fingers curling around it tightly, the crumbling sound tearing the waiter’s eyes away from you. His confidence fell quickly under the intensity of Dabi’s glare, his glowing blue eyes almost set ablaze. You looked between the two, your anxiety rising slightly.
“Why? So you can be a fucking creep the entire time again? Do you do that to all of the women or just the ones who are clearly with someone else?”
“S-Sir, I had no idea you two were together, I’m sorry.” He turned to you with an apologetic look, and you saw Dabi’s grip tighten even more.
“Keep lying and you’ll never be able to see another beautiful woman again.” You groaned quietly before taking the check from Dabi, looking over the price before putting the money down, leaving the guy five bucks as a tip before practically dragging Dabi out of the restaurant. You sighed, shaking your head as you two walked to the car.
“Why do you do that?” You asked as soon as you two sat down in the car. He gripped the steering wheel, turning the car on before speeding off into a backroad. You buckled up quickly, watching his anger seethe from his body as he sped through the streets. “Dabi-“
“What?” His voice was sharp, making you jump in your seat. You frowned, crossing your arms. You heard his head hit the headrest, and the car started to slow down. Eventually, you could hear the gravel crack underneath the car as he slowed to a stop. You looked back over at him, confusion taking over you. He let go of the wheel, meeting your gaze. He had a sheepish look on his face as he turned the car off. “I didn’t mean to snap at you. I just…”
“You just…?” Your voice broke the silence that he had made for a few minutes. You knew he wanted to tell you, but he wasn’t exactly the best at expressing himself unless it was in a destructive way.
“I don’t like when guys flirt with you.” It was simple, yet it gave you complex emotions while processing what he said. “And I don’t understand why you even entertain them. None of them are ever in your league. They probably just want to fuck and then leave you alone.” He gripped the wheel again, this time with both hands. You watched as his anger started to boil over.
“It’s not my fault that people find me attractive! I don’t exactly like it either, Dabi. But even if I did, why the hell does it bother you so much anyway?” He chuckled softly, unbuckling his seat belt. You raised a brow, wondering what his next move was.
“You still don’t get it, do you?” He leaned in closer to you, hooking his finger under your chin. “Sweet little mouse. You don’t deserve men like that, that’ll just use you and leave. You deserve the world, baby. You deserve someone who loves you, who will cherish you in every little way. Someone who can make you feel like the only woman in the world.” Your breath escaped you as his lips inched closer.
“And who would be able to give me all of that, Dabi?” You looked at his lips, then back up at his eyes. He smirked before pulling you into a searing kiss, like he had been waiting for years to do this. You had lost all train of thought, the only thing in your mind is how soft his lips were against yours, how strangely delicate his touch was as he held your face.
“I will, baby doll. I love you.” He whispered, those three words leaving his throat shakily. You felt relief wash over you like a wave crashing into shore.
“Took you long enough.” You smiled. He laughed, then unbuckled your seatbelt before pulling you into his lap on the drivers side, gripping your thighs.
“This is gonna be fun, little mouse.”











