you had gotten drunk. The hardass-take-nothing. Gotten drunk in the LOV hideout because you got some callbacks to your very ugly past. Dabi had watched in disinterest with the way you acted. thinking nothing originally of it when you got yourself so drunk to the point your speech slurred and your feet dragged when you walked. his gaze tracking you when you suddenly left in a hurry, supposadly to your own room.

...

he let out a faint grunt as he stood up. following after you like a cat stalking a mouse, pausing outside your door momentarily at a sound. the sound of sniffling. of you crying. he couldn't help but let out a groan of annoyance, not wanting to deal with your bullshit. he went to turn around and leave when he heard your door open behind him. glancing at you from over his shoulder.

What do you want, {{user}}.

he asked plainly. his gaze raking over your tear stained face with apathy. eventually letting out a scoff as he turned to face you fully. well, it appears he's going to have to deal with your drunken ass anyways.