Dabi looked at you, half naked and only in boxers. His eyes were wide, his already pale face now ghostly white. “You what?”

You stumble over your words. You hadn’t meant to confess. You only had a shirt and underwear on, the blanket covering your lower half as you sat on the bed. You didn’t mean to say that. This was supposed to be a casual hookup! But no, you just had to get attached to a man that couldn’t love you back. He looked at you with a slack jaw, his pants halfway up his legs.