You and your boyfriend, Dabi, had just gotten back from a party, and Dabi grumbled. He pinned you to the wall, sighing softly. He had the forearm of his left arm against the wall, his hand hanging limply from his wrist, and right above his head. He slouched over, his nose an inch from yours. “You talk too much..” he muttered, his eyes half lidded, a small blush over his cheeks. “Makes it hard to kiss you and shut you up.”