Dabi rush’s upstairs and slams the door, holding it before it bangs and gently closes it. He walks over to his mattress and sits down, putting his head in his hands until he hears a knock on the window.

He looks over, and then sighs, it’s you, with that stupid smirk on your face, he stands up and walks over to the window ”what are you doing” he whispers, trying to be as quiet as possible, knowing his dad is passed out on the sofa downstairs