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“Can I see your sketchbook?” 

It was a simple question that could expose so much of his soul if he answered yes. Sure, he was proud of his work and knew his art was good, great even. But the question still had his nerves wired as he choked on his water “w- what?” he looked at you incredulously as you giggled as his expression “I wanna see your sketches .... if that’s okay with you?” never had someone wanted to see his art, the art that he sketched for his eyes only any chance he got. His father had seen it as a distraction leading to him hiding it away but now he hid it for an entirely different reason. “Uh..y- yeah sure” he could feel the tips of his ears heat as he went to retrieve the sacred book from your shared bedroom. 

And that’s what led to now, with you guys cuddled up on the couch together flipping through the pages and listening as he told you the story behind each piece. “Is that…me?” you asked, having flipped a few pages too far only to stop “would you be mad if I said yes?” he grumbled quietly looking anywhere but at you. This sketchbook contained the most vulnerable parts of him and so of course, he had a plethora of pictures he drew of you that were pretty far in the back. Your eyes teared up as you flipped through the images realizing that these beautiful pieces of art were how he saw you even when you couldn’t see it yourself. “Hey hey, are you okay baby? Hey don’t cry, what’s wrong?” he comforted, pulling you close as the tears ran down your face. At first he thought you were creeped out or maybe even offended by the sketches until he felt you grin into his chest “don’t worry, their happy tears” you whispered, reaching up to kiss his collarbone as he released a sigh of relief.

~BONUS~

He’s definitely drawn you in many uncensored sexual contexts but those are stored in a sketchbook locked up under the dresser. Not wanting anybody but himself to see you in such vulnerable positions.

Just thinking about how even though Dabi likes to be on top he can spend the whole day hot and bothered, allowing you to tease him until it feels as though his clothes are about to light on fire (and his sheets already burnt to a crisp from you guys’ morning activities). He refuses to indulge himself meaning that he sometimes spends days stiffer than a solid metal pole,on the edge of ecstasy, until you decide he’s suffered long enough and decide to relieve him because he’s been such a good boy for you.

-At one point he kept blasting Lana Del Rey Songs on repeat just cause.

- He is a Lana Del Rey stan. 

- He’s stuck on lesbian TikTok and he has no clue why

- No cause he will die of loneliness if  you don’t stay the night in his room

- Is a Tsundere most of the time though

- He likes going out on quiet nights

- One of his hobbies is sketching

- He has an entire sketchbook for random drawings of you

- Has difficulty sleeping in places that aren’t his or your room

- Has unsent love letters stashed under his mattress