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“WHO THE FUCK ATE MY ICE CREAM?!”
A door slammed, hard , shaking the entire bar as Izuku stormed out of the kitchen, fuming and clenching his teeth in unconcealed anger. A shiver ran through everyone’s spine as they quickly plead their innocence; everyone knew that Izuku had a sweets addiction--which he adamantly denied help for--and was known to be quite… possessive towards his sweets and easily “irritable” without them. And that was only if you were lucky to catch him on a good day--on those days, you’d only be mildly beaten half to death.
On his worse days… Yeah, you were as good as dead.
So, there they were, Izuku absolutely livid while Tomura, Himiko, and Kurogiri all sweat up a storm, fearing for their lives. However, one lone voice spoke up, tired and monotone, making everyone freeze in their spots:
“Ah, that? I ate it.”
Tomura, Himiko, and Kurogiri all slowly turned their heads towards the only person who hadn’t spoken up until then, only speaking to seal his own fate: Dabi . Dabi lay on the couch, casually scrolling through his phone, not even bothering to give the others even a passing glance when he spoke. All three of them really felt as if the teen had a death with; who even thought of messing with Izuku’s sweets?
Izuku turned his fiery gaze towards the black-haired male, black energy seeping out of him as he struggled to control his ragged breathing. The others waited on baited breath, wondering if they should just book it right then and there, when they were all equally surprised at the next actions that took place.
The green-haired male sucked in a breath, “ Fuck you. ”
Dabi finally tore his gaze from his phone, crystal blue eyes traveling over to the shorter male as a lazy grin spread across his face, “We can have that arranged.”
Izuku rolled his eyes and stormed off, but not before saying another, “Go fuck yourself,” as he left, slamming the bar front door behind him.
The others felt themselves instantly relax once the immediate danger had passed. Himiko smiled and turned towards Dabi, skipping over to him, “Hey, Dabi, why’d you eat Izukkun’s ice cream? He could’ve killed you just then, you know!”
Dabi waved her off, returning his attention back to his phone. “As if. He loves me too much to do that.”
“Are you guys actually dating?” Tomura cut in, going back to playing his game.
The black-haired teen shot him a glance, raising an eyebrow. “No?”
“Whadda mean ‘ no ’?” Himiko gasped, eyes widening in surprise. “If you were anyone else just now, you’d be a pile of ashes! Not only that, but you two flirt, like, all the time !”
“We’re just friends.”
Tomura scoffed and even Himiko rolled her eyes, saying, “Yeah, sure, sure. Even I don’t tell my friends I love them as much as you two do, even as a joke.”
Before Dabi could respond, his phone buzzed and he quickly opened the message he saw pop up.
Bippity Boppity Fuck: seriously, fuck you
Purple Bitch: i mean,
Purple Bitch: if you insist-
Bippity Boppity Fuck:
Purple Bitch: wow, i can feel the love
Bippity Boppity Fuck: Dabi, I swear to God-
Purple Bitch: i kid, i kid
Purple Bitch: anyway
Purple Bitch: get me some chips
Purple Bitch: cheetos
Bippity Boppity Fuck: the fuck makes you think i’m gonna do that?
Purple Bitch: because you love me?
Bippity Boppity Fuck: HAHAHAHAHAH
Purple Bitch: wow
Purple Bitch: ic how it is
Bippity Boppity Fuck: that’s what you get you purple fuck
Purple Bitch: excuse you, it’s actually purple bitch
Purple Bitch: get it right
Bippity Boppity Fuck: just for those you’re getting the puffy cheetos
Purple Bitch: babe, no, why
Purple Bitch: only heathens eat those
Bippity Boppity Fuck: s u f f e r
Purple Bitch: i thought you loved me
Bippity Boppity Fuck: you thot wrong
Purple Bitch: how could you do this to me
Purple Bitch: i thought what we had was special
Bippity Boppity Fuck:
Purple Bitch: W O W
Bippity Boppity Fuck: bitch
As Dabi was getting ready to type, the front door opened and a bag hit him square in the face. He blinked and looked down at his chest to see a bag of Cheetos, crunchy Cheetos--the good kind--and looked up to see Izuku slumping down on a stool and already digging into his large container of ice cream.
A smile crept onto his lips as he sat up, taking the bag of chips and giving them a small wave. “Thanks, babe!”
Izuku rolled his eyes and ignored him, causing him to chuckle. Himiko watched the scene with amused eyes, whispering under her breath, “They’re totally in love~”