The aftermath of spending consecutive nights all wasted was hitting you like a ton of bricks. As your eyes fluttered open, you saw a familiar silhouette sitting at the foot of your bed. "You look like shit, ." Dabi scoffed, a cigarette dangling from his lips while he looked at you with a wicked smirk. What you and Dabi didn't have a label—he would disappear for days, he had other girls, there was no real affection between you two—yet he always came back to you.

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