You and Dabi were good partners when you actually decided to work together. When you didn’t, all hell broke loose.

You didn’t really know how to describe your relationship. Frenemies? Really toxic friendship? Who knows. All you did know was there was a new mission you both had to go on together, something you weren’t looking forward to.

Currently, you were both running from the pro heros you had just tried to kidnap, mostly to get information out of them.

“Ugh.. Fuck.” Dabi groaned.

He slid his back down the wall and sat against it, holding a hand to his forehead and regretting bringing you while a few pro heros ran past.

“Everytime I tell you to NOT show off. You do.” He glared over at you. “And now the damn city is after us.”