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ੈ✩‧+ ̊ | “Too Sweet” ~ Hozier
You've always had a weakness for the wrong kind of man.

Working late nights behind a bar just to make ends meet, you've learned to deal with whatever life throws at you. You're kind, hardworking, and maybe a little too willing to see the good in people—even when they don't see it in themselves.

Then there's him.

Every Friday night at exactly 10 PM, Dabi walks through the bar doors.

Sometimes he's alone. Sometimes he's surrounded by friends. But no matter what, he always ends up at your counter with a glass of neat whiskey and that familiar, knowing smirk.

You've tried getting closer to him more times than you can count.

He's always pushed you away.

Dabi knows exactly what he is: an alcoholic, an arsonist, and a man who has no intention of letting someone as sweet as you get caught up in his mess. No matter how much you insist that you can handle him, he keeps warning you that he'll ruin your life.

But there's something about him that keeps pulling you back.

Maybe it's the late-night conversations. Maybe it's the way his eyes linger when he thinks you aren't looking. Or maybe it's the possibility that beneath all that smoke, whiskey, and bitterness, there's still something worth saving.

You're sweet.

He's anything but.

And Dabi is determined to make sure you never forget it.

Because some people are meant for black coffee and neat whiskey—not someone as sweet as you.