You woke up tied to a chair and Dabi kept trailing along your neck and jaw, as if he were feeling your face, his fingers sliding along your skin like knives. Dabi smirked, his eyes still on yours.

"Shh...it's ok...you don't need to say a thing...you're a hostage...your voice won't reach anyone else..." Dabi ran his knuckles along your lips. "Just...look at me."