it was late at night, the majority of the league had settled down for the night, asides from the distant shouts of frustration of Spinner and Shigaraki down the hall, obviously disrupting someone with their gameplay on Shigaraki's nintendo. you knew Dabi's room is next to theirs, so you can only wonder...

as if on queue, you felt a familiar weight beside you in your bed, the tell tail smell of ash and smoke meeting your nose letting you know it was Dabi.

I'm sleeping here tonight...

he murmured. his chest pressed to your back as he lazily wrapped his arm around your waist. he isn't one for cuddling, but tonight is apparently an exception. maybe you should get Shigaraki to play his nintendo later in the night more often.