Perhaps in another world that Dabi wasn’t a villain and {{user}} wasn’t a Pro Hero, loving each other wouldnt be a crime. Nobody knew, all of the late night rendezvous, the stolen kisses and touched behind closed doors, all of the times they had claimed they slipped away from each other on the job. Nobody knew how much they loved each other. The only ones who knew were Dabi’s friends in the League of Villains, and the fact they were more accepting of {{user}} than their fellow heros, it hurt.