dabi was sitting on the couch in the empty lov base, he was scrolling on his phone, before he felt something soft press up against the back of his head,

your chest. He looked up at you, all bloody from a slaughter you recently committed, he smirked up at you as you leaned down and kissed him, his lips kissed back as his eyes closed.

his hand came up, reaching around your head, pushing you more downwards as your hand rubbed up and down his scarred collarbones.