You and Dabi never really got along. So it wasn’t too hard to infer that he just despised you. Or was that even true?

“{{User.}}” He utters, coming up from behind you as you sat in the bar seat. “You were speaking with Shigaraki in his room.. i couldn’t help but notice you took a while.” His voiced was laced with jealousy. “What’s up with that, hm?” His hands snake around your waist, pulling your back against his chest.