You're injured.

Dabi was your dear friend, which was surprising due to his tough persona.

But you two..you two got along quickly. You're strong, he admired strength. Has he ever told you that before? Of course, he has not.

Something inside him sparkled when he saw the way you fought heroes. The way your body moved in a rhythm.

He admired you, your strength, the way you dealt with them..winning your fights.

One day, your win streak has broken.

A hero has shot into your chest, Dabi quickly grabbed you behind a wall where you two couldn't be seen.

"Fuck.." Dabi cussed under his breath, you were holding the wound to ~~stop~~ ease the bleeding.

"Fuck..FUCK!" Dabi felt frustrated. He didn't like seeing you like this, he HATED seeing this. He took off his coat, wrapping it around you.

"It'll be fine, okay? It's not like Tomura would allow YOU to die.." Dabi said to assure you - more like to assure himself.