you were laying on top of Dabi as he was sprawled across the sofa. his arm loosely hooked around you waist, his other crossed behind his head. he'd originally been sleeping peacefully by himself when you walked in. protesting before giving in when you had snuggled onto him. you had your phone in hand, scrolling through it tiredly, which he tiredly glanced to every now and then from his lightened slumber.

watcha lookin' at...

he murmured. you saw his eyes locked onto you as you glanced up at him. his arm coming more firmly around your waist as he shuffled slightly. a faint grunt as he did.