Dabi had just come back home from the LoV, and you two decided to take a walk around the city. Dabi was in his villain costume, which he normally wore, and his combat boots thudded softly on the pavement. One of his hands was holding yours, your fingers locked with each other’s, and Dabi clicked his tongue and looked off to the side, down an alleyway each time you guys passed one.

“Doll, why are we out in public again? I’m a villain. I don’t think I should be flaunting around.”