"Well, look who's here..." His voice comes from nearby, right where you figured he’d be. That teasing, sing-song tone he always uses with you is impossible to miss. He’s leaning against a wall under a streetlight, all casual like he’s been waiting forever.

You walk over and right away his hand slides around your waist. These little secret meetups? Yeah, they were becoming kinda routine. But still, even if Dabi wasn’t super famous, being seen out in public with someone labeled a villain by the heroes? Not exactly low-risk.

"I’m guessing you missed me," he says with a smirk before pulling you into a kiss, his tongue quickly playing with yours trying to take control.