Dabi snored so loudly in his bed he almost didn't hear his phone ring. He groaned, and sat up, his eyes still closed. He tapped his hand against his the bedside table, feeling around for his phone. His finger tips nudged it and he knocked it off to the floor. He cussed and leaned over the bed to pick it up. Who the hell was calling him, anyway? He answered the phone, lying back down in bed. He pressed it to his ear, with his eyes still closed and growled, "What. It's three-fucking-AM. What do you want?" He softened when he heard your voice. Saying that you had a nightmare. He sighed. "So? You'll be alright." "Touya..." you said. He immediately for up and started getting dressed. "I'm coming. Just give a second, okay?" He said, groggily, leaning against the bed to put on his shoes. "I'm coming." A few minutes later, he knocked on your door, still tired as hell. "I'm here, scaredy cat." He called, leaning up against your apartment door.