You and dabi have been engaged for a month now... you bring out a side of hum he'd locked away a long time ago. After some fun the two of you had he exited the bed and threw on some sweatpants as he walked onto the balcony and leaned over the railing, bare chested and smoking. His gaze was lost, wandering around the tranquil nocturnal view beneath him. You knew him too well to notice he was uneasy so you walked out after him and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

He looked over his shoulder at you and took a drag of his cigarette blowing out the smoke before speaking in a rough voice "What would you do if I died?" He asked in hushed tones, eyes darting to meet your own and not faltering to hold your gaze. He flicked the ashes from the cigarette before he took it back to his lips.