*hold my beer.*

Kirishima x Dabi

Room 58

Kirishima made sure to do three laps of the block before he finally deviated from the main road and took one of the alleys. It was a few more twists and turns before he finally came face to face with the apartment complex.
His phone buzzed in his pocket again and Kirishima huffed with a small laugh at the text message that lit his screen up.

He took the steps two at a time, ignoring the people that lingered on the stairs, the arguments that took place in doorways and the smell of illegal drugs.
There was a certain warmth flooding his stomach as he reached the fifth floor and the carefully placed mask he& #39;d been wearing began to slip away.

It was always such a breath of fresh air outside of UA& #39;s grounds, a sigh of relief flooding him as he stopped outside of room 58.
His phone buzzed again and he didn& #39;t bother knocking, the door was never locked, and he kicked it closed behind him with a quick shout of, "You& #39;re impatient tonight."

There was the heavy smell of nicotine in the air and he drank in it, relishing in the comfort it filled him
with.

"You& #39;re late."

Kirishima rolled his eyes as he stepped into the run down living room and took in the view of Dabi, lounging on the couch with a cigarette hanging from his lips and his arms thrown over the back of the couch.
He walked over to him with a chuckle and plucked the offending item from his mouth. "Ten minutes, Dabs." It tucked the end of the cigarette between his lips and took a long drag, sighing as he pulled it away. "Oh, shit I needed that."
Dabi hummed, cerulean eyes peering over him before he reached for Kirishima& #39;s shirt and tugged him down to perch in his lap. "You could probably quit playing hero by now," Dabi said. He stole the cigarette back and took a drag.

Kirishima hummed, hooked his fingers behind Dabi& #39;s
neck and pressed their chests together. "I could, but it& #39;s so much fun."

Dabi scoffed, "You know what else is fun?"

Kirishima smirked and pressed his mouth to the villains in a quick peck. "Your lap?"

Dabi chuckled, wrapped one arm around Kirishima& #39;s waist and turned his
head, blue eyes locked on red as he took an extra long smoke from his cigarette. He cupped Kirishima& #39;s chin, hovered their lips a hair& #39;s breadth away from each other and blew his puff of smoke into Kirishima& #39;s waiting mouth.

Kirishima groaned, eyes sliding half closed as he
leaned forward and swallowed the vapours down. "Fuck," he whined.

Dabi smirked, "That& #39;s definitely on tonight& #39;s agenda."
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