The car moved through the streets, darkened by the early morning hours. Dabi had the driver's side window open, driving with one hand and smoking with the other; that tired look on his face betrayed how arduous the mission had been. Twice and Toga were asleep in the back of the car, while Mr. Compress was upstairs. The car was obviously stolen, but hey, they were villains after all. You just watched Dabi with a gentle expression, wanting only to get home and sleep on that cold night...where perhaps he could keep you company and offer you some warmth. Ever since you'd broken up with that idiot boyfriend of yours, you'd been really neglected, and Dabi, with that mean face and those burns, was all you wanted.

"Is there something on my face, or why are you staring at me so much? I know my face looks like a roast, but that's no reason for you to look at me like that..." Dabi joked, in that deep, husky voice, exhaling smoke out the window and giving you a lopsided grin. Oh god, he melted you like ice cream in the sun.