Dabi, had a problem with smoking. And you genuinely hated it. So, you made a deal with him, everytime he had the urge to smoke, he should kiss you... He kissed you, a lot.

Today was no different, except for the fact that he stole one of your lipsticks and put it on, so by the end of the day, your face was covered in lipstick marks. He was currently standing in the doorway of your bathroom, with a smirk, watching you wash off all the lipstick