“Well well well...look what the cat dragged in…” Dabi smirked at me, and I panicked; not because it was him, but because I was just extremely surprised. Morphing back into my human form, we ended up on the floor; me straddling the villain's hips in a flustered state.

“Dabi, what the Fraggle Rock?!” I barked loudly. He definitely didn't look very comfortable beneath me, and he wrinkled his nose.

“Firstly, what the fuck kind of a curse is Fraggle Rock? Secondly...could you get the fuck off? You're crushing my balls…” I scrambled off him immediately and brushed myself down; making sure my skirt hadn't flipped up during my transformation. I discarded by backpack at the foot of my bed and turned back to the intruder with a recovered smile.

“Sorry! It's good to see you again!” I chirped as he stood up and rubbed his crotch a little; ambling over to my bed and flopping down like a flaccid starfish.

“Right…” He scooted up to rest his head on my pillow and stretched his arms out; joints popping like bubble wrap. “...I wasn't planning on coming...ever...but I need a place to crash...so here I am. Blessing you with my presence.” I faltered for a moment.

Wait...place to crash? He means...stay here?!

“W..wait...you know my-”

*knock knock*

“(Y/N), honey? You okay? I thought I heard you yelling?” My father called through the door, and I nearly leapt out of my skin.

“Uh, yeah, sorry! I came in through the window and fell...again...I'm just gonna get changed and get my homework out of the way!” My voice was obviously nervous, but he didn't seem to catch onto that.

“How many times does that make it, now? Seven? You'll sprain something the way you're going! Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that I already dropped mum at the airport. I was hoping we could at least have dinner together before I head out to New Tokyo?” He responded, and I could hear my dogs sniffing and whining.

“N..New Tokyo..?”

Oh, shivers! I forgot I was gonna be home alone all weekend! Now it's just gonna be me and Dabi!

“Homework can wait, then..?” I turned and gave the man on my bed a questioning look, and he just shrugged and waved me off with a hand before closing his eyes. “Just let me change and I'll be right down!”

“That's my girl!” I heard him wander off back downstairs, but my dogs remained for a few extra moments; their claws scratching lightly at the door before they gave up on the new scent and scurried off after him. Sighing, I brought my attention back to my guest.

“Lucky for you that nobody’ll be here, huh?” I chuckled as I unbuttoned my blazer and shrugged it off.

“That's the point...besides, even if they were, I have no place to go until I get a call, so…” Dabi mumbled without opening his eyes. His unharmed skin looked a little paler than before, and he still didn't look comfortable.

“Call? Who from? Why are you so pale? Wait...how did you know they weren't gonna be here?!” I spouted my mix of questions and the man grimaced; running his hands down over his face and slightly pulling his staples.

“Do you have a mute button, by any chance?” He asked in frustration. Huffing, I grabbed a pair of pyjama shorts and slipped them on under my skirt before taking it off, then found the matching (F/C) top.

“Meanie. Hey, don't open your eyes, okay?” I started to unbutton my white uniform shirt.

“Mmhmm…” He hummed flatly; not moving. Just to be safe, I picked up my blazer and tossed it over his face. “Glad to see my word isn't enough…”

“Hush, you.” I chuckled as I switched shirts. “I'll be back up after I see dad off...make yourself at home, and I'll make sure there's dinner for you!”

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*Dabi POV*

“Whatever…” I droned as I heard the door click shut. I just laid there for a while; inhaling the light scent of (F/Smell) that coated the blazer she draped over my face.

Okay...what's wrong with me...I'm smelling a kid's school uniform…like it's a pair of damp panties...

I threw it across the room and winced; my hand flying to my ribcage. The real reason why I had decided to take refuge at (Y/N)’s house was because, after having a fairly vicious first meeting with the supposed League of Villains, I'd run into some trouble. Just a lowly gang of thugs, but one of them had delivered a nasty kick to my side; busting a rib or two in the process. It hurt to breathe, and I didn't know of any healers to threaten to fix it for me. My only choice was to lay low. I wasn't sure why I chose her house of all places. Probably because she was the only person stupid enough to welcome me with open arms. That's what I kept telling myself, anyway. Truth was; up until my meeting with that bratty Shigaraki Tomura, I had been keeping a close eye on her.

She's so fucking annoying…

I slowly sat up; keeping pressure on my side, and began to snoop around again. I'd pretty much gone through everything the first time I broke in, but she just had so much useless junk that I couldn't help but let my curiosity get the better of me. Shelves of kitschy figurines and shojo manga, posters of fluffy, wide eyed animals; yeah, she even had one of those ‘hang in there baby’ cat things. If I had eaten anything in the last 48 hours, it probably would have come up.

“Why the hell are you such a loser, Tenderfoot?” I mumbled to myself as I traced my finger along the photo of her with two dopey looking dogs.

And why do you fascinate me..?

A sharp twang of pain shot up my left side and I grimaced; catching myself on the edge of her desk. Usually pain got me ready and rearing, but not when it stopped me from even breathing properly. I shuffled back over to the bed and groaned; laying down and trying to find a position that was even slightly bearable. Her sheets smelled sweet, and I cursed myself for cherishing the deep breaths I took through my nose as I let my eyes close again. Back to the endless red flame that whipped through my mind.

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I awoke in an even worse mood when I realised that the side of my shirt had been pulled up; revealing my severely bruised torso.

“So that's why you were all stiff and strange looking!” (Y/N) was seated beside me; too close for comfort, inspecting my rib cage.

“Can you fucking not?” I growled tiredly; smacking her away. She frowned, but didn't move back. She only lowered my shirt back down.

“You should have told me you were hurt! I wouldn't have left you so long if I'd known!” Her look of genuine concern made me feel weird. Not quite angry, but not exactly touched.

“Believe me...the peace and quiet was peachy…” I yawned as I sat up; clenching my jaw so hard that I thought I felt my staples buckle. (Y/N) stood up and beamed at me; her recently brushed (H/C) hair loose around her pretty face.

Don't go there, man. Don't. Go. There.

“Well, there wasn't any meat left over...so I have some salmon grilling for you! I laid out some of my dad’s old clothes in the bathroom and ran you a hot bath. There's bubbles, cuz everyone likes bubbles!” She was bouncing on the spot, and she reminded me of an excited little Pomeranian puppy. I clicked my tongue as I stood up; refraining from making my pain too obvious.

“What are you? My wife?” I asked sarcastically; enjoying the rosy hue that spread across her cheeks.

“I..I'm just trying to be a good host!” She said defensively as she backed out of the room.

“A good host? Tenderfoot, you're letting a stranger stay in your house. A villain, no less. Do you realise how easy it would be for me to just kill you? Or do unspeakable shit?” I followed her with a slight limp, but she just tilted her head and wrinkled her nose.

“But...you're not a stranger? You're Dabi!” She flashed her cutesy smile again before skipping off towards the stairs. “And I know you won't kill me! Bathroom is second door on the right, but I'm guessing you already know that!” I just stared after her in disbelief.

Her innocence is disgustingly adorable…I don't know whether I should be relieved or concerned…

The bath was both a blessing and a curse. It was great to feel the filth of the last week being washed away, but it was painful to twist and scrub my side. As promised, there was a fresh, fluffy towel for me, along with a plain white T-shirt and grey sweatpants; both a size too large. After dressing myself in only the pants, I padded out to the kitchen with the towel over my shoulders.

“...I told you, I'm fine! You don't have to come check on me, Kiki!” (Y/N) had her cell phone wedged between her ear and shoulder as she plated up the food she had been making. “Seriously, I'm good. I'm just gonna have a snack and go to bed!.....No, I won't stay up all night watching vines!” I stifled a chuckle as I leant back against the island bench, and revelled in her flustered reaction as she turned around.

This’ll be good…

“I won't! You sound like my mo- Woah, o..okay! Jeez! Mother of All Might!” The second her (E/C) eyes landed on my half-dressed form she spun back around; almost dropping her phone in the process. “H..huh? Wh..what? Oh, nothing! N..nothing at all! Uh...N..Nagisa just nearly tripped me! Yeah! Totally good!.....I promise! Look, I gotta go, okay? I'll see you later Ta-ma-ki! Byeeee!” I snickered as she pouted at me; cheeks dark and blooming.

“Boyfriend checking up on you? Tamaki, was it?” I teased as she picked up the plate and started towards the dining table.

“He's not my boyfriend. He's a friend and he just so happens to be a boy…now come on!” She replied in a huff as she motioned for me to follow. I did as she asked, but only because I was hungry. I sat down at the table and she set the plate in front of me. She'd really gone all out. Grilled salmon and a large portion of salad; dressed and peppered lightly. I hadn't eaten a meal like that in months, if not years. I stares at it for a while with narrowed eyes.

This girl...I swear...she's so…

“Is there something wrong with it? I can make you something else if you want?” I blinked out of my thoughts and looked across to her as she sat down opposite me.

...sweet…

“No...it's fine...thanks...I guess…” I muttered as I began to eat. I had to hand it to her; she was a pretty good cook. My stomach was gurgling her praises and I filled it up with the meal, but I nearly choked as I felt something brush against my leg. “What the fu…” A furry snout poked out from under the table, between my legs.

“Oh, that's just Karma! He didn't leave the door when you were having a nap...I think he likes you!” (Y/N) giggled; shooing yet another dog out from her end.

“Probably because I smell like barbeque…” I mumbled sarcastically; staring into curious brown puppy dog eyes whilst I chewed.

“Maybe it's because you're both bullies.” I scowled at the (H/C) girl at she grinned; leaning her elbows on the table. “Karma is a bit of a butt to Nagisa...just like you're a bit of a butt to me!”

A butt? Seriously, kid? I threatened to murder you…I think I deserve to be called something a little more insulting than a butt...

“Shut up…” I growled; slipping the brindle canine a small sliver of salmon to make him leave me alone. I watched the dog trot off towards the living room with the other at his heels, and began to shovel my salad down my gullet.

“You can have my bed tonight. I'll take my parents’ room.”(Y/N) announced as she leant back in her chair.

“Good...cuz I was taking it anyway…” I said with a full mouth; making her chuckle. It annoyed me that she could look so sickeningly cute, in her floppy (F/C) pyjamas and her freshly washed, still damp hair.

“So...Da~bi...tell me more about yourself? Please? You seem to know everything about me...but you're such a mystery!” Her (E/C) eyes shone brightly, and I hated it.

“Don't think that I'll spill my little secrets just because you're being nice, Tenderfoot…” I said as I pushed the empty plate aside. “As a hero, you're the enemy…” I had always despised heroes; for as long as I could remember, but now I stayed true to the Hero Killer Stain’s ideology. Only worthy heroes deserve to live. As far as I was concerned, the only two people he had deemed worthy were All Might and some little green-haired brat from UA.

“Well...I'm not a hero yet...plus we're friends, so I'm definitely not your enemy!” (Y/N) explained as she stood up and grabbed my plate; taking it to the sink.

“Friends?” I irked at the thought. I'd never had a friend in my life, and I wasn't about to break that streak now with some trusting little brat. “Yeah...no. I don't do friends...and even if I did...you're a little too animated for my liking…” I leaned back and poked at my bruising; screaming a string of cusses in my mind as the sting returned.

“Well, I consider you my friend...so deal with it, tough guy. Here.” I glanced up to see her by my side with a bag of frozen peas and a small pharmacy box. “Ice it if you want the swelling to go down...and some ibuprofen for the pain!” There it was again. That damned smile that almost made me want to smile back. Almost.

“Thanks…” I said slowly as I accepted both items; holding the peas to my injured side and using my free hand to open the box and pop out two pills.

“I'll grab you some water…” She started as she turned towards the fridge.

“No need.” I tossed the them into my mouth and swallowed dry; watching her eyes widen a little in shock.

“Wow…you're kind of a badass, aren't you?” She sounded pretty impressed, and I would have been lying if I said it didn't inflate my ego.

“Glad you noticed.” With that, I stood up and started off towards the stairs again. “I'm heading to bed.” I didn't even have to look over my shoulder to know that she was trailing behind me.

Is she for real? How can anybody be this annoying?!

“Oh? Planning on joining me, Tenderfoot? Curious to see if my bad ass can rock your world?” I teased; snickering to myself as I heard her trip on one of the steps.

“N..no!” She sounded almost unsure, which awakened my inner prankster.

“Because...spoiler alert, sweetheart…”I whipped around once I reached the top; leaning down close into her face and ignoring the blazing pain in my rib cage. “...I totally can.” Cue a flustered mess of a teen as I left her standing there, before she managed to compose herself and dash after me.

“D..don't be creepy!” She whined; watching me enter her room and crawl into her bed.

“I'm just being honest. Ask the women I've screwed senseless...they just kept begging me for more.” I thrust my hips up a few times to emphasise my point; dealing with the pain in order to hopefully scare her off. I had no such luck as she just plonked down beside me; stealing half of the pillow and invading my personal space.

This girl really is something else…

“Did your girlfriends know you were a villain?” She asked casually, despite the raging glow of her cheeks.

“Girlfriends? Fuck that...I don't do girlfriends...I just give a bit of the ol’ in out in out then go on my way.” I replied flatly; trying to ignore her warmth that was too close for comfort. She rolled over to face me and frowned; bottom lip sticking out.

“That's sad...I'm sure you'd make a great boyfriend.” She said mindlessly before sucking in her lips and widening her eyes. It was definitely not something she meant to say out loud, and I tensed a little hearing it come out of her mouth.

“You really are the epitome of stupid…” I muttered; stretching my arms up behind my head. “I'm a villain. I hate being touched. I love hurting people and I love killing. How, pray tell, is that boyfriend material?” (Y/N) reached out and touched my elbow; making me flinch pretty damn hard.

“Well, you have other qualities, too...like, you're really warm…” She spoke so softly, and I just rolled my eyes.

“My killer quirk. Next?” It was irritating; how she saw the good in everything. I found it to be naive and idiotic. Still touching my elbow, she hummed for a moment.

“You saved my life...so you're heroic!”

“I was the one who started the fire in the first place, moron.” I bit back; causing her to withdraw her hand. “And do not call me heroic…”

Why...do I want it back..? Fuck.

Yawning, she snuggled down and chewed on her cheek as she thought; the ticking of the clock timing perfectly with how I imagined the cogs in her head grinding away.

“Ah! You walked me home in that storm when we first met!” She exclaimed loudly, and I just stared silent. I didn't have a single comeback for that one. “Chivalrous Dabi!” Again, she yawned. The only light in the room was the dimmed bedside lamp, and it made her (S/C) skin glow. I hated it.

“I'll kill you…” I grumbled sourly; turning my head to stare at the wall.

“Mmhmm...sure sure…” (Y/N)’s voice was drawn out in a breathy sigh, and for some reason my chest felt tight.

It's stress, man...Just stress...chill the fuck out…

“Hey...Dabi..?” That weak, dreamy voice of hers was disgusting. Part of me just wanted to cut out her tongue so it wouldn't mess with my head anymore.

“What?” My voice didn't come out sharp like I wanted it to. It was borderline gentle, and it made me grind my teeth against my tongue.

“Thanks...for...coming back…” She sighed again, and this time it was obvious that she had lost against her exhaustion. “...to me…” I thanked the gods she wasn't conscious in that moment, because my head snapped back around. I could feel my unscathed cheeks grow hot, and that squeezing in my chest almost made me think I may have been going into some kind of cardiac arrest. She looked peaceful. Not a care in the world, even though she was laying beside a mass murderer; completely vulnerable.

“Fucking hell, Tenderfoot…” I growled; but again, it didn't come out nearly as harsh as intended. Her body twitched to the sound of my voice, and she scooted closer in her sleep. Right up against me.

I swear to Stain, this girl is going to be the death of me!

I could only stare at her. Her small, warm body was curled up against me; my arm trapped between hers against her chest. She was quite literally hugging my arm. Groaning in frustration; both at her and myself, I endured my pain in my side as I used my feet to kick up the blanket at the foot of the bed. Once I could reach it with my free hand, I covered us and went back to studying her resting form.

How can you touch...that...me...so easily..? Doesn't it bother you, you stupid girl..?

“Dumb brat…” I muttered almost silently; closing my eyes and despising the warmth that felt so good against me. “...you really are stupid…”

***I'm super sore and tired and this took me way too long to write. Almost 4k words though. I started yesterday but got distracted with putting together some basic cosplay test...if you wanna check out my shitty Aizawa find me on instagram  or on tiktok under WombatSquid***