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Discord Prompts

Pairing: Dabi/Kagome

Crossover Series: My Hero Academia

Disagreement

Dabi leaned back into the ragged cushions of his couch. He draped a rag over his eyes as he tried to block out the sound of his companion's nagging from the other side of their shared apartment.

"You could help around the house a little." Kagome blew a breath of air between her lips.

He settled himself further into the couch, "Nope. Sorry, I'm too busy."

They'd been like this for a few months now. Shigaraki had ordered her capture during the assault on the summer camp. As a second year, Kagome had been somewhat isolated from the rest of the group. Picking her off was supposed to have been quick and easy, but she'd fought him with everything she'd had.

In the end Compress had managed to seal her and Bakugou both. Their friends tried to stop them to no avail.

He scratched at the skin beneath his eye.

It was funny, really. If Kagome hadn't come down with a fever when they'd brought her to the bar, then he never would've left with her. The heroes would've proceeded with their raid and they would've lost both Bakugou and Kagome to them.

As it stood, he'd transferred her to a safe location where she recovered in a few days time. The heroes were never able to rescue Kagome.

"Dabi, don't ignore me!"

His lips quirked up into a faint smirk.

Now he was tasked with the girl's protection. She'd been moved into his apartment where he could keep her safe from future raids and be able to prevent her from running away from them. Granted, he doubted that she'd take off any time soon.

She seemed to be rather keen on pestering him.

A delicate finger prodded at his cheek, "Daaabiiiii!"

He gripped her wrist gently with his palm, "I heard ya the first time, kid. Keep it down already. We're trying to lay low. Not have the cops called on us."

The young woman's expression soured, "Well if you at least picked up after yourself, I wouldn't have to fuss at you." She took the rag from his face and pointed towards the kitchen. "The next time you get injured at least clean the blood from the sink."

His brow twitched, "I'm fine, that blood wasn't mine and it wasn't a big deal. I was going to take care of it later."

Did they really have to do this right now?

"Later? Like how you said you were going to fix the drain in the bathroom? The very same drain that's still clogged?" Kagome's voice grew sharper yet.

Okay, so maybe she got him there. He actually had intended on getting that damn thing taken care of. Except he kept getting a little side tracked every time the opportunity came up.

"Who's fault is that?" Dabi shot back at her. "I seem to recall someone requiring a lot of attention lately." His smirk grew a little wider. "You're a lot like a cat in that regard."

"Hey don't refer to me as an animal! Besides with your mood swings, you're more cat like than I am!" That time she took to prodding his chest.

He curled one arm around her waist and pulled her atop of his lap.

There was one thing that'd changed in the time that they moved in together. He couldn't say that he was put off by it either. In fact, it seemed to have helped him in several ways.

"Do you don't deny being more needy than usual?" Dabi already knew what she would say.

"Do you want me to deny that?" He felt her arms curl around his neck as she spoke. Kagome shifted to straddle his hips between her thighs.

"I'll leave that to your imagination." He began to lower his mouth towards her neck but was stopped by the feeling of teeth scraping against the lobe of his ear.

"Nuh uh, you don't get to leave me out to dry like that. I want an answer first!"

Dabi snorted, "Nah, this is more fun."

She bit at him again. It didn't hurt but she was certainly letting him know her dissatisfaction with that decision.

"I disagree! I need to hear it too, Dabi!"

Her imploring tone caused him to glance up.

Kagome had adjusted to life with the League quite well. He'd half expected her to break down and beg to return to her friends. However she spent much of her time taking care of the small chores around the house and peppering him with questions. They were the sort of questions that would let her learn more about him as he was now rather than anything too specific towards his past.

She was always oddly courteous in that way.

By now he was certain that she didn't even want to go back.

His lips curved upwards, "We'll agree to disagree."

Even if she did, there was no way he was ready to simply let her walk away from him now. There were still many more things he was curious about.

He rolled them until she was splayed out beneath him on the couch.

He was far from done.

A/N: I usually don't do notes on these but since it's a short snippet I do want to address one question that might pop up. This follows a similar universe as Contradiction, in that Kagome is 18 after having been held back a year previously and was the only student of Class 2-A prior to the assault on the Summer Camp. This is more or less a universe in which they successfully kept Kagome away from the heroes.