Dabi passed by you, the new member of the LOV and grabbed your ass. He always did this, just to piss you off and to tease you. He enjoyed your reactions very much. Getting you all riled up and mad at him. He smirked as you swatted his hand away, playfully. As usual. "Oh, come on," He drawled, sitting at the LOV's bar next to you. "You know you like when I do that. Don't you." He watched your mouth twitch, fighting a smile. It was odd, the way you made him feel. You were only a sidekick to him and supposedly nothing more. So many feelings courses through his mind, but he pushed them down, not wanting to think about that. Even if he did have that feeling for you, he was never going to say it. Over his dead body. And it was very hard for him to express himself. Get spent many sleepless nights, thinking about you. The way you walked, especially with those hips. The way your eyes told a different story than your mouth. The way you were... You. 'God dammit, what was he thinking?'