' does it hurt? '
it should , he supposed , but experiencing pain wasn’t something new for dabi. if he were being honest , he was far too used to the pain from burning himself with his own fire that he didn’t quite register the sensation anymore. so these new burns he acquired are nothing to him. he speculated that he charred all his nerves endings some time or another , but he didn’t really see it as a problem , though.
❛ nah , i feel fine , twice. not even a twinge. ❜
Worried, clingy boyfriend with his OP, caring one…. after the last chapter I have no doubt about the idea I had once that Shigs can easily lift Dabi ( •̀ᄇ• ́)ﻭ✧
[ down ] your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.
sure , he had been neglecting her , but he was . . . busy , to say at least. so when she steps in front of him , he sighs and tries to wave her off , asking her to move. however , touya didn’t gauge her to be this brazen and straightforward , but boy , was he proved very , very wrong. he let out a grunt of surprise after she yanked him downwards by the collar of his shirt that she tightly grappled in her fist. they stood there , nose to nose and mouths just barely skimming over one another. her eyes told a very interesting story as he gazed into them and touya found a grin slowly spreading across his face , absolutely primal. oh , so this is what she wanted ? well , now she has his full and undivided attention.
he reaches forward to grasp her by the waist to pull her closer so they were chest to chest. his hands slowly mapping out her curves over her shirt that he really wanted to rip off her right then and there , but right now , he wanted to tease her a bit.
❛ you know baby , if this is what you wanted , you should’ve just said so from the beginning. you know i’m a bit oblivious. ❜
★ - drag my muse by the arm ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back ✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way ➜ - smack my muse upside the head ⌧ - grip my muse by the back of the neck © - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere ✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down ✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation) ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ♦ - grab my muse’s hair and yank ♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room ♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them ♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye ♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth ☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back ☠ - slam my muse into a wall ☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground
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