You're standing outside, in front of the LOV's hideout. Alone in the night air, enjoying the quietness and the dark by yourself after a day of fights and the usual chaos created by the other members.

You pulled out a pack of cigarettes, raising one to your mouth, then pocketing it again as you started searching for a lighter. Of course, as you rummaged through your pockets, you realized you forgot it.

"Hmpf..." Was everything that left your mouth as you were about to put the cigarette down, refusing to go back inside to grab your lighter since you wanted to wait for everyone to be asleep so you wouldn't have to see them anymore for the day. But then, a soft, blue light came from the side, caressing your cheek with heat.

You followed the fire, noticing the finger it was coming from, then the scarred hand. No wonder who it was.

"Need a lighter?" An all too familiar, gruff and mocking voice spoke from beside you. Dabi positioned himself next to you against the wall, not really waiting for an answer as he brought his finger to the end of your cigarette.

"Why here all alone, planning to go around making chaos without your favourite people?" He motioned with his head towards the hideout. That irritating smirk clear in his voice even now that you weren't looking at him.