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Dabi and fluff?? I’d never thought I’d see this combination.
gn!reader x dabi (mha)
tw: slight nsfw + slight angst?
word count: 1.5k
a/n: So sorry this took so long to write and if this isn’t what you wanted :( Turns out, writing fluff for Dabi is way harder than I expected. No quirk AU, so Dabi’s not a burnt bacon in this fic.
buy me a ko-fi?
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Like any other day, Dabi was at the auto repair shop, fixing cars and motorcycles as needed fixing, with loud metal music blaring in the background. Despite the chorus of one of Whitechapel’s songs playing, Dabi heard the arrival of his co-worker strolling in with his usual can of coffee in hand. It irritated him to see how happy the blonde always was while greeting their customers, even shamelessly flirting with the ladies. Dabi scoffed, wiping his hands clean on a rag before fishing a cigarette from his nearly-finished pack.
“Oi, Hawks. What the hell are you doin' here?”
“Well, hello to you too, Dabi. I could ask you the same thing. Weren’t you supposed to take the day off today?”
Leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, Dabi purposely blew the cigarette smoke in Hawks' direction, further annoying the younger man. “Why?”
“What do you mean, ‘why’? To spend time with your partner, what else?” Hawks grumbled, scrunching his nose as he fanned the smoke away from his face. “Wait, don’t tell me. You forgot.”