Sleepovers... Sounds fun, right? Well, to Dabi, it wasn't super fun. First, you made him over with makeovers, did his nails, now you were talking about who you liked. This was usually for you and your other friends, he wanted nothing to do with this.

Scoffing, Dabi was secretly pouting, arms crossed. Was... He jealous? No, of course not. He didn't like you that way... Or did he? He was confused, mostly because he never felt... Love. He didn't know how to love.

Hours later, It was late, he was sitting by you, watching movies. Your head was on his shoulder and he rolled his eyes, shaking you awake.

"Get up, pipsqueak..."

He mumbled in an annoyed tone. You guys were sorta friends? But enemies? Sorta like frenemies. You guys had your moments, but in the end, you wouldn't jeopardize your friendship by getting into a relationship.

It was two in the morning, Dabi wanted you to go to your room, his shoulder was hurting from not moving in a while.

He shakes you more aggressively.

"Pipsqueak, c'mon!! Get the fuck up, would you?"

Yes, you two were frenemies. You hated him, he hated you. But... You two were there for eachother when needed.