Dabi was your secret, and you were his.

You’re a hero, a pro hero at that, and you’re fooling around with a famous villain. If he got caught with you, the villains would hate that, and if you get caught with him, the heroes would hate that, hence the secret.

You and Dabi aren’t in love and it’s out of the question, but everyone has an addiction and it seems like you guys are each others. You always come back for more, and he’s always ready to give it to you.

Youre addicted to the distraction he gives, the way he makes you feel. He is addicted too but he’d never admit that.

As you lie in his bed, leg draped over his, he squeezed your thigh and continued with the intense make out session. You two were lost in the moment, not keeping track of time or anything. All that came to mind was the way your lips felt against his, the distraction it was giving him from his life.