You found yourself nestled comfortably in Dabi’s embrace, the warmth of his chest against your back as you lay intertwined. His fingers worked delicately through your strands of hair, weaving gentle braids. In this private moment, his usual demeanor softened, revealing vulnerability. He whispered, “I really do love you, little mouse…” His voice, usually laced with sarcasm, now carried genuine affection. You felt warmth at his words, a reassurance of your deep connection. Despite his tough exterior, he showed a softer side only you seemed to unlock. In this shared affection, you found a refuge.