Dabi x Reader ~ Just For Fun

School is killing me more than the league of villains ever will. Chapter 4 be glitching tho idk how to fix it.

You leapt out of your seat, nearly falling on your butt as you whirled around to be face to face with a familiar man.

"You!" You started, less tense, "Scared the living shit out of me what's wrong with you!"

"You seem to have something of value that I need. So I sought you out." He spoke, taking a step back nonchalantly.

Your elbows rested on the bar counter and you raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

"Awh and here to ask me out, what a disappointment." You tutted snarkily.

His eyes narrowed slightly. You saw his hands flexing and your expression dropped to a more serious one.

"Oh-ho, you didn't come to pick a fight with me, did you?" You kept a cool tone despite your stone like expression.

"If it resorts to that I dont have a problem beating you." He responded.

You grinned, "Kinky."

"You're awfully immature." He grumbled.

The glass of alcohol clinked against the bar surface as Tony placed it down. You reached back and grabbed it, taking a long sip.

"That hand bastard put you up to this, or am I that special?" You asked.

You got no response as a dull flame lit on his fingers. Your muscles tensed, ready to fight.

"No way! If you to are gonna fight get the hell out of here, I'm not gonna let my bar get wrecked by a couple of squabbling kids!" Tony yelled from behind the bar.

The blue fire went out and you let out a sigh, swinging yourself back onto your barstool.

"And right when it was getting fun. Sorry fried chicken, I kinda wanna finish my drink." You waved over your shoulder.

"Who are you calling fried chicken." The dark haired male spoke, getting onto the chair next to you.

"I wonder." You tapped your temple.

You chugged the last bit of your cup and practically flew off your chair and out the bar door.

"Adios asshole!" You called.

There was a quick sound of his footsteps as he perused you. Blue flames licking at your heels.

"Dumbass! You cant catch me." You laughed loudly.

You then proceeded to slide on the lid of a trash can and into a bunch of crates, getting a few bruises in the process.

Now laying on your back you groaned, flipping over and sitting on your legs, rubbing your shoulder that got slammed on your ever so graceful crash.

Suddenly the crates were alive with bright blue flames and a familiar figure stood at your only exit.

"You were saying?" He smirked.

"Yea yea yuck it up." You huffed, rubbing your shoulder and turning it away from his direction.

He began stepping closer to you and you backed away until your back hit the dingy brick wall of a building.

"Shit, I'm trapped!"

A hand went under your chin and forcibly turned your head forward. He was now crouched in front of you, face a little to close for comfort.

"What's wrong, you were coming onto me, it's only fair that I return the favor." He said in a dangerous tone, his flames flickering around you both.

"What an ass."

But you couldn't help but notice how his eyes seemed to glow just as, of not brighter, than the flames around you.