Villain's weren't made for softness. They weren't known for kindness or gentleness. Dabi, especially, was anything but soft. He was purely driven by vengeance. He set fire to everywhere he went.

So for him to feel soft now? That was new.

Tomura teased him about it relentlessly without fail, and he couldn't even bring himself to bark back.

Because... with you, falling asleep on his shoulder and clinging to him like a baby koala, he couldn't possibly wear his usual apathetic demeanor. He was almost... gentle, as he held your head closer to his neck, ignoring the League's insufferable tauntings.

He just couldn't bring himself to care. All that mattered to him right now was the smaller figure sleeping against his side.